★★★★ “What should I do now? I will end up in the grave once the maid awakens. William will kill me. I cannot ask my father since there are a lot of things I need to express that I am unable to right now,” Katherine chewed her nails as she paced back and forth, contemplating the outcome that would undoubtedly dash her hopes of becoming William's bride. “Hey!" Katherine's cautious thinking was abruptly interrupted by Henry, who stood by the entrance with a smile for Katherine. He was now considering taking the initiative to connect with her in order for Katherine to pay notice of his existence, which had never happened before due to William's presence in her life. “Oh, Henry! Are you in need of anything?" Katherine asked sweetly, with a tight smile that she forced to come up merely to disguise her emotions. She received a lot of support from Mackenzie family, which was absolutely true, but if they found out about such a large deed, it would harm her image in some way. “Why can't I s
★★★Monica organized seventy files without letting anything else divert her focus. An agony had now settled around her waist, and she was in dire need of coffee. She discovered, though, that not many people had come to this floor, as though it were isolated from the rest of the building. Therefore, she was unable to place a coffee order, but luckily she spotted a coffee maker outside. She stood up and made her way out of the room and found the deserted floor. Her eyes swiftly peeked at William's office door and found it closed. She then walked over to the coffee machine, which was only a few steps away. While walking she had decided that she would not organize all of the files because she felt she had done too much work.Monica turned on the coffee maker and made herself a cup while glancing around sluggishly. That floor was lacking people, and she had never seen anything like it before, for an office should be a bustling place with people hurrying here and there. At the very leas
★★★“You are unbelievable,” Monica headed over to him with a displeasing murmur. Offering the coffee in this manner was not essential, but for him to feel satisfied, he needed her to go above and beyond.“I am powerful, rich, anything you can add to my name,” William uttered those words, chin up. Even though he had earlier found it annoying that she was conversing with his assistant with smiles, he no longer felt that way when he saw her getting upset and whining.“Since I can't have your money, I don't care."Placing the coffee on the table, Monica added that although she thought she had a lot of money because of the contract, it seemed like she had little money in front of him.“You can make more money by doing stuff. Like obeying my commands,"William offered with a smile, purposefully lengthening his leg, so when Monica was ready to shift her heels, she stumbled on the leg, and William swung her waist at just the perfect moment, causing Monica to collapse on his lap.“Holy
★★★★ Monica reached for her phone, which she had left in another room with the files. She unlocked it and discovered nearly ten missed calls and two texts. She read the texts as she slid the notification bar down. "Ella, this is Ethen. I chose to leave this message because you are not answering the call. I need to speak with you about something really serious, which I cannot do over the phone. Meet me at 5 p.m. at West Side Cafe. A single arched eyebrow expressed her confusion as she read the second text, “I am not bringing Diana along." Monica sighed deeply as she sat in a chair, sensing in some way that her history was surfacing in the present. Her face became aware of what was happening; although she wished to escape her past, it appeared that those times had returned to her. She was visibly depressed as she ran her fingers through her hair. Monica took another big breath and made the decision to meet Ethen. She grabbed her purse, stuffed the phone inside, and started walking
★★★“Miss Monica, this is the cafe you have mentioned," Sam informed Monica, halting the car at the parking lot. When Monica left the building with scurried steps Sam understood Miss Monica was in trouble, hence, he skipped telling the boss and approached Monica.“Thank you so much, Sam! But I don't want you to follow me because this is only a casual meeting with a friend that, in my opinion, will not last long. So, stay right here!" Monica stated in a hurry, curtailing Sam from following her because Ethen certainly would bring up inquiries, and she was uninterested in telling him about her life.“Alright, Miss! However, the boss is not aware of you leaving the office hence I would suggest you end your meeting as soon as possible or allow me to let the boss know about it,” Sam said, leaving the car, walking around he came to other side of the car and opened the door for Monica to come out.“You are not permitted to discuss my meeting with him because I did not inform him before le
★★★★ William was furious in the office because Monica had not returned his calls, not even bothering to answer one, and she had left no hint of where she had gone. In contrast, after waiting for Monica to return, Brian departed because he wanted to take care of some business regarding the party. William continued to wait for Monica's arrival even after that since he had a sneaking suspicion that she might have gone to the loo, but he now knew that Monica was not present in the building. Baron, who was standing in the same room, was unable to discover an answer to his boss's problem given that he could see the anarchy on his visage for a specific reason. Nevertheless, there had been no meeting that might have spurred such emotion in the boss, and he also did not answer calls whatsoever. Aside from that, the conference for which he had prepared a really good presentation had been canceled by the boss for an unidentified reason. Within a few seconds, the boss's attitude fluctuated like
★★★★“William, I was about to leave, since I have done my meeting here!" Monica murmured, staring at the fist tightly clenched to the side, implying that it could morph into a punch at any point. She could also feel the panic rising in her throat, which was not visible from the outside but was affecting her voice and words.Ethen moved his gaze to Monica right away, who explained in a hurry before being questioned. He was acutely conscious of William Mackenzie, but he could not figure out what this guy was doing here or why Monica was clarifying things to him unless he was her lover. That could not be correct.This man was too dangerous to be anyone's lover; he was a crude, disrespectful man who had no idea how to show others respect.“Ella, what's going on?" With curious eyes, Ethen asked Monica."Um!"Monica tried to respond, but all that came out of her mouth was a murmur. In response, William, who was merely pouring rage from his eyes, abruptly seized her hand and turned to
★★★ “As I had predicted. Hah!" With a disappointed shake of her head, she let out a false laugh. "However, I believe that as long as Sam is with me, my well-being will not be your worry unless people are desperate enough to assassinate me," Monica replied, tears welling up in her eyes, believing she had been unlucky in receiving love from those she cared about. William, who was enraged, felt an overwhelming sense in his heart as a result of Monica's voice, sensing that Monica was upset. "How come you're not looking at me?" William stated, holding the palpation because a deep dark nook in his heart desired to glimpse her eyes. Monica sharply turned her head met William's eyes and said, “Look, I understand that we are married for a reason and that I have come to terms with everything about you, but I also want to enjoy my life, therefore I don't want to explain anything to you," Monica murmured, fixing her gaze on William's face. She could sense a hint of worry there, but she was n