All Chapters of Marry me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Thank you," I muttered to the middle-aged man behind the steering wheel of a yellow cab as I handed him a crumpled twenty-dollar bill.  "Yeah sure," he grunted, driving off and leaving me alone in front of a tall building.The building was no more than a little skyscraper. The size was pretty normal for an average skyscraper building despite the fact that TE was a lot bigger and embellished than it. I tried to ignore that. Harsh sunlight reflected off the glass frame of the structure, making it look bigger and more intimidating. I noticed Topperstone Inc. written in bold and steel over the opaque glass front doors.Dragging in lungfuls of air, I checked my wristwatch. Two forty-three. Great, I'm not too late or too early. I adjusted the strap of my shoulder-bag and my one and only pencil skirt as I approached the doors. The lobby looked large–possibly la

A member of the female species stared back at me in the vanity mirror. I recognized her. She was me and she had the most deadpan expression I had ever seen on her face. At that moment, my emotions were bipolar. I didn't know whether to be sad, angry, or anxious. I turned my upper body to the left and the right, taking a glimpse of the different angles of the outfit I had on.I was wearing a black tee with black cropped jeans with black boots that had gold zips accenting them and a long brown tweed blazer. My hair was tied back in a high ponytail with loose strands hanging down the sides of my face, framing my face.And I was in no way looking enthusiastic.My brain had already fully processed all that had happened in the past hour and after the conversation, I had had with Mr. Trevelyan, I figured there was no point arguing with an emotionless robot. At least that's what I thought.I could have easily had my way and slipped out of my clothes and gotten co

Mr. Trevelyan stared into my eyes in silence.   I stared into his in silence. I stared into those eyes that had somehow managed to make their way into my dreams the night before.   Exhibit A of madness: Dreams.   He stared, narrowing his eyes.   I stared, narrowing my eyes.   In silence.   Utter, pregnant silence.   Silence that was so heavily pregnant it was about to go into labour.   Someone

A/n: "if you're still with me and reading this story, thank you so much. That's all I have to say."That is what I initially planned to leave as this chapter's author's note. Then I realized it's a jerk move on my part to leave for a whole year and come back with literally no justification for my absence. I'm sorry.Even though I sincerely doubt that most of you will read this lengthy author's note, I'm sorry. Really.It's been one heck of a year, I'm not even going to lie. Last year/early this year was my final year of high school and it was very chaotic. With getting my life back on track, turning to schoolwork, and the likes, writing was one of the last things on my priority list. And I'm not saying that as an excuse because there were times this year when I could have opened up Goodnovel and word-vomited into the website through my fingers, but I didn't. I chose not to because my mind just wasn't there. I'm sorry for that. When I graduated a few months ago, August to be exact, I

Unfortunately, the next week came faster than I had expected."It's no longer news that your company is collapsing, Mr. Grant. A merger will benefit us both. It might as well be your only option now," Mr. Trevelyan said as he leaned back into his seat. He didn't look bothered, not one bit. In fact, his expression was the most relaxed I had seen that whole day. The poor man in front of us tried to hide his discomfort but failed miserably. His assistant had forsaken his food and was now nervously chewing his pen. "I did not come here for this meeting to hear you talk rubbish about my company. My team and I are working on making Grant Industries better than yours or anyone else's in the industry."I snorted lowly. For a man of small stature, he surely had a big ego. I sipped more of my juice, watching the drama unfold. This was one of those times when I really loved my job.Ivan cocked a brow. He should really consider joining a modeling agency. "And how well is that working for you, Gr