Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Broken Secretary : Bab 11 - Bab 20

~Nella~After about two hours I was ready and took a cab to ‘Éclat de Luxe’ where Ashley had texted me earlier. It was a large luxurious fashion store. Its entrance is framed by towering glass doors with intricate gold filigree, opening into an expansive, sleek interior filled with natural light. It was definitely made for the elite as everyone who was walking to and fro looked rich. Each corner of the store whispers luxury, with opulent marble floors, walls draped in plush velvet, and chandeliers designed by renowned artisans. The air is filled with a subtle blend of jasmine and sandalwood, creating a sensory experience for every customer who walks through its doors. I stood in the corner, unsure where to start. Pulling out my phone, I dialed Ashley. Just as the phone rang, I turned and spotted her waving from across the room—surprised to see Ethan with her. I waved back, smiling, and walked over."Hi, Ethan... When did you get back?", a smile tugging at my lips. “Well—" Ethan beg

~Nella~We finally made it to my apartment, and Ethan had just dropped us off. We waved as he turned the corner, his car disappearing into the night. We stepped inside, and there, sitting outside her door with the radio blasting, was Mrs. Helen. She lived downstairs with her granddaughter and had this ritual of sitting outside at this hour, letting the soft tunes drift into the night air."Good evening, Mrs. Helen," we called as we passed by her."Good evening, Nella... Is that Ashley?" Her voice cracked as she struggled to find her glasses."Yes, Mrs. Helen..." Ashley chuckled, "You don't need to wear your glasses. We're just heading upstairs." She smiled warmly at her, and we continued on our way.The apartment was already dim, the only light coming from the flickering glow of the TV that reflected on the door. It was already past 2 a.m., and I wasn’t sure if anyone else was awake, so I quietly unlocked the door instead of knocking."Hey, Nella," Payson greeted as we entered, barely

~Nella~ They pulled out their golf clubs, each of them ready to take their shots. I, along with the other two women, took a step back, watching the scene. A few shots later, we all walked towards what appeared to be an exclusive private lounge in the heart of the golf course. Roy and his colleagues—his congressional friends, no doubt—were seated around a table covered with an assortment of fresh fruit. At the head of the table sat the elderly man, a figure that commanded respect. His demeanor was calm, but there was a striking resemblance he had with Roy. Roy and his colleagues were engaged in quiet conversation, each maintaining an air of high status. I stood a little behind, hesitant, still unsure of my place at such a formal gathering. After a few moments of observation, I was about to move to stand behind Roy, as I had seen the other two secretaries do behind their respective bosses. However, before I could take a step, Roy casually pulled out a chair beside him, inviting me

~Nella~“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice thick with shock. “I— I mean, good evening, sir, but how do you know where I live? And what are you doing here at this hour?” My gaze flickered nervously over my shoulder, ensuring no one was coming down the hallway.Without answering, he reached into his coat pocket and handed me my debit card. “My driver gave it to me earlier. Guess it slipped under the seat in the car this morning,” he said, his voice calm and casual, as if he hadn’t just appeared unannounced at my doorstep in the dead of night.“Oh, okay,” I replied, still bewildered, quickly grabbing the card from his hand as though I could somehow erase the strange tension between us.Before I could process what was happening, I heard my mom’s voice from the living room. “Who’s at the door?”“Uhm—well, it’s no one, just someone not that important,” I stammered, not sure how to explain this odd encounter. “Nothing important. I’ll take care of it.”“Did you just say I’m not impo

~Nella~I hadn’t done anything wrong by embracing my old friend, Lucas. Yet, the intensity of Gray’s gaze as he opened the door left me feeling unexpectedly uneasy.“Hi, Gray,” I said, my voice tinged with surprise as I noticed him standing there. He didn’t respond immediately but flashed a peculiar smile, one I couldn’t quite place.“I’ll be right back. I need to take this call,” Payson announced, breaking the tension as she walked outside. Suddenly, the atmosphere felt charged, with an ex and a current boyfriend now in the same room.“Gray, meet Lucas, my longtime friend. Lucas, this is my boyfriend, Gray,” I introduced quickly, trying to defuse the awkwardness.“I’m Lucas. It’s a pleasure,” Lucas said, extending his hand in a friendly gesture.“I’m Gray. Her boyfriend,” Gray said, his voice firm as he pulled me close, an action that left me puzzled. His grip was a little too tight, too possessive, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.“Well, Nella, would you mind