"Jacques..." Jeremy gulped. He didn't know how she'd react but he wanted to explain it properly. She seems to think this is going to be a business meeting, but it is a personal one. He already prepared proper words to explain, but seeing her amber eyes, he forgot everything."Grandpa wants to meet my wife and look at you... honestly, you don't look like my wife," he said and watched her eyebrows furrow.Oops! Did I say something wrong?"Okay..." Jacques said, controlling her anger. She wanted to think that he was making fun of her dressing sense, but she forced herself to not think that way. "What should a lumberjack's wife wear anyway?" she failed within three seconds and took a jab at his dressing sense. She didn't understand why she couldn't keep her composure with this guy every time.She thought she was taking a shot at him and felt bad not knowing Jeremy is currently on cloud nine.She admitted that she is my wife again!"I'm sorry-" Jacques's soft voice was buried by his deep
Jacques looked at herself in the mirror. Wearing the expensive earrings and the dress, she looked different even in her own eyes. She looked attractive and regal. Guess you get what you pay for!She thought TJ would be ready by now and was about to open the door when she heard a knock at the door.She opened the door, and there he was - the glorious wolf, standing in front of her with just a towel tied around his waist.Is he a nudist?"Help me choose my suit," he leaned at her and she saw his face turning from a playful smirk to awe."You look pretty, Jacques," he said, taking a couple of steps back to have a good look at her."Step aside," she walked past him towards his room. She certainly didn't want to hear his compliment, but he seemed so genuine and it gave a weird feeling in her heart. She is his secretary anyway and it is not wrong to choose his suit. And she wanted to get away from him."Stay here," she pointed her finger at him and he nodded with a grin. She went inside
"Did Patrick talk about me?" Alexander Volkonsky asked."Uncle told me you were friends growing up..." Jacques said with a smile. She knew her uncle hides a lot from her, but she wasn't that interested in knowing all that too. Her uncle behaved a little...weird. His home is a small suburban home, but the decor would be similar to what she saw in Downton Abbey. Everything will be chosen by her aunt - the wallpapers, drapes, rugs and whatnot.She was treated as someone superior in her uncle's house. Even their children had to act respectful to her even though she was younger than them and she was there to share their food.She could see Mikhail treating TJ almost the same way although they shared friendship."Here... I have a picture..." Alexander showed an old black and white picture on his phone. There was a group of well-dressed boys and he could hear where he and uncle Pat were standing."Is this Aunt Becky? And... He looks like my grandpa!" She looked at him and there was no repl
"I can't believe what happened there... I pinched myself and it hurt... It did happen right..? Right TJ? "Jeremy smiled looking at the little woman by his side. She's been speaking non-stop ever since they got in the car.She was oddly composed the entire time she was with Alexander Volkonsky and the moment she got in the car, she started speaking in a high-pitched voice. "It did! You did it! Your company got a six-figure worth deal!" He raised his hand with a chuckle and she gave a high five. "Yes! "He has never seen her this happy and this was the first for him. He would have never guessed she'd get loud out of happiness. "Wait... I have to prepare for a lot of orders... The equipment, the furnace... "Jacques started to worry. Her company is built for producing in the hundreds. Anything of higher capacity cannot be handled.Even Mikhail's endorsement means nothing when she cannot handle the influx of orders. She has to revamp their website and make sure the supply meets the d
Jacques gulped seeing the big black iron gates of the mansion in front of her. They are currently in front of Jeremy's father's mansion.She was refreshed after breathing in the salty seawater, but then Jeremy told her they'd be visiting his parents to talk about their "wedding". She had no way to refuse him and her mood got spoiled.He said they won't be there for long and even bought her dinner already. But she was not in the mood to meet Emma today.Jeremy felt bad seeing her struggling to even unbuckle her seatbelt. She had gone pale."Is it okay to leave that expensive box there?" she bit her lips. She wanted to stay in the car or just run away."No one will open my glove box. We can keep it safe once we reach home," he knew she did not want to get down. He wasn't trying to ruin her mood. He remembered his mom's advice not to let her meet Emma and so he decided to meet his " parents" today before Emma returns.He has to do it, otherwise, poor Emma won't hear the end of it from h
Emma and Jeremy walked in the front and Jacques followed them. Gerard stopped to join Jacques, but seeing Emma's glare he walked beside her. She hooked her arm with Gerard's and although he was stiff, he didn't refuse her.Guess he is getting along with his wife really well!Jacques silently sighed seeing Emma chatting carelessly with Jeremy and Gerard. Some people have the luck to get surrounded by people for one reason or another. While some are destined to walk alone.I am the latter. Why can't I get used to it? Gerard wanted to get out of Emma's hold. He knew Emma is doing this on purpose to show off to Jacques. But then he couldn't get over the fact that Jacques let another man touch her in front of him. He wanted to show her how it feels to be on the receiving end of jealousy and so he endured Emma's claws on him.Jeremy, on the other hand, couldn't listen to a single word Emma spoke as his mind was entirely occupied with Jacques. He heard the sound of her heels against the mar
Jeremiah Harrison knitted his brows. The belligerent son of his never brought home a woman and there were all kinds of rumors surrounding him. Rumors like he likes "little" girls and men. Both cannot be true, but in either case, he cannot sire children.That was fine because...then the billions that [email protected] owns will be inherited by his children and grandchildren. He made sure they are his next of kin. But to rain on his parade, he brings home a woman? And she looks healthy...She looks like a girl but she has the hips for childbirth...and young; very young. She's pretty. She'd be prettier with a little surgery in the chest.Jacques could feel the lecherous eyes on her and her lips curled with disgust. Who would look at someone the same age as their daughter with such eyes? And even after meeting him in the eyes, he still stared at her in a lewd way.What a shameless pervert!She subconsciously leaned closer to Jeremy and his hold on her waist tightened."I'm here to introdu
Harold took charge after Jeremy's boorish behavior and started to inquire about Jacques's company. "I've never heard of it," he said and Jacques was not offended. Her company is not a big name and not many know of it. It was then she saw Emma smirking at Jennifer.Wait... so her family might know who I am already? Is Harold throwing shade at me? And they think I will bow my head in shame because my company is small? Why would I?"Oh," she said with a forced smile to end the conversation between them. She does not like disingenuous people."Yeah, most don't know of it. It's just a small company in Peyton with less than five thousand turnover per month," Gerard said and Jacques couldn't understand why he speaks for her. "Oh, that small? I thought it would be bigger. 'She's the CEO of Hopkins Glassware'," Jennifer chuckled with a mocking sneer imitating Jeremy.Jacques didn't like getting mocked in front of Emma and maintained her stern eye contact with Jennifer. Maybe because Jennifer