All Chapters of THE CEO'S MISTAKE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Riella's POV.I sat down in the passenger's seat, blaring the honk loudly. It's been close to an hour since I announced that we got ready to go to the mall yet Carolyn wouldn't step out Usually, she finished dressing up before me but for some dumb reason today, she was taking longer to dress up. I was very sure she was putting on makeup. But why would anyone sane think of wearing makeup in this hot sun?I pressed the horn again praying she got out of the house quickly. I reached for my phone and turned my phone screen toward me. I could see tons of messages that had come in from Anna ever since our call.I hadn't spoken to my sister in weeks. She only ever calls me when she has a problem, going through some crisis or got into trouble with our parents and needs me to talk to them for her. I understood that she was absorbed with college life and all of that but sometimes, I got sick of it. It was the reason why I always asked why she called whenever I pick her calls. There was always

Harold's POV.It wasn't every day we ran into people at the mall. Especially not the people you could not keep your minds off. It was all plain coincidence.Sheer coincidence.I watched as Riella walked up to us casually from wherever they had gone to talk. I knew Riella was probably not comfortable with me joining them for lunch but thanks to her friend, I was here with them.But I was also running insane.Those clothes she had on, that top…whatever it was they called it, had a dangerous neckline that had her fucking cleavages out in the open. And my goodness, that outfit was seduction itself. What was she thinking wearing them? How could any red-blooded man see that and feel comfortable?I mean, she had to be aware of how many heads she had turned ever since we walked into the diner. And the fact that she didn't even act like she was aware, didn't even seem like it but still carried herself around, walking toward us in that confident yet comfortable strides of hers had me thinking.

Harold's POV.“Yes….of course, thank you so much.” I sighed before bringing the phone down from my ear. Lately, work had been really hectic for all of us here.I placed my phone back down on the table, swerved my chair back forward from its position and continued to work on my laptop. I needed to complete this part of my work by tonight. It would be needed for a board meeting in a few weeks.A light knock on the door had me raising my head from the laptop.My heart skipped a beat watching the very pretty lady standing there, fiddling with a basket in one hand and a bunch of files in the other hand. She raised her head, the upper part of her hair falling over her face. She pushed her head back to put the fringe back in place since her hands were occupied. “Come in, Ms. Monroe.” I ordered, archibg my back across my swivel chair again. She passed me an appreciative smile before skipping in gingerly, her heels leaving a clicking sound to the floor.“Here are the documents you requested f

Riella's POV.“There is no way I would be doing that. Absolutely no way, Lyn.” I shook my head, my eyes widening as I took in the sight of the blonde haired lady seated on my bed.“For how long are you going to deny this?” She shot at me and my eyes narrowed defiantly. I wasn't doing this.“I'm not denying anything. I don't know what you are going on about.” I snapped, my voice rising a bit.“Indeed.” She hissed, face contorted in a grimace. “That's why you are getting all defensive unnecessarily.” She rolled her eyes.“I can't even believe that you would suggest that. Babe, it's nothing huge. We are going there to work not to engage In whatever shit you have your mind wrapped on aboit. I can't do what you are asking of me. Do you know how cheap that would make me look?” I demanded, folding my hands across my chest.“Cheap you say?” She was smiling now and I wondered what was funny. “Sweetheart, there are better ways to go about things like this without appearing cheap. It's called be

Harold's POVThe car pulled to a stop in front of the building. I stopped typing on my phone, looking through the dimmed window to view the magnifying yet amazing sight of the resort. I hadn't even stepped down from the car but from what I had seen, I knew I would be loving it there.Well, it was too soon for me to decide.I felt someone shift beside me and I held back a breath as I casually stole a glance her way. By now, the driver had alighted from the car to help get the door.I was trying not to stare. I was really trying to keep my eyes away from the oblivious lady beside me. I mean, why would she put on red? Who told her that red was my favorite color?She was making things increasingly hard between us. I really would prefer to do this on my own at this point. At least, till I had control of my fucking heart.I moved and alighted from the car. She didn't waste one minute getting down from the other side too, so she turned around to meet me halfway. I adjusted the spectacles aro