From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen

Chapter 6

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urgery is scheduled for Tuesday

. I leaned against the cool, sterile wall of the hospital corr

ing the day, I was her attentive daughter. At night, I was Hart James's new consultant, my

wledging my progress report, sometimes with a single, incisive question that would unlock a who

ed, It's Dono

y, pathetic part of me hoped he w

e was clipped, imp

ort. Why isn't it in my inbox?

was calling about work. Not about us

noleum floor beneath my feet. "I believe I was clear w

u're the only one who knows that report inside and out. It'll take

er's life was a "personal

escaped my lips. "Donavon, hav

ng on the commanding tone of the team captain, the one

hrone. It was never his fault. I

I asked, each wo

Cordia, stop this childish tantrum. Do you

letter. Or if he did, he'd dismissed i

's end th

"I. Quit. I sent my resignation to your office days ag

on his end was a s

g the moment, "I suggest you talk to your new VP. Jocel

I ended the call and imme

with a wild, exhilarating freedom. For the

e rang

ssed, beauti

her face peaceful in the afternoon light. I sat beside h

trong again, I would tell her eve

missed calls. No frantic tex

lynn, and that if I'm ignored for a while, I'll automatically go back to him

tarted composing my dai

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Zhen Xiang Romance

“For seven years, I played the perfect fiancée and glorified personal assistant to Donavon Bray, the star forward of the New York Dynamos. But at a glittering charity gala, I overheard a conversation in the shadows of the terrace that shattered my world. "Getting engaged to Cordia was just a habit, a responsibility. Jocelynn is the one I've always wanted." Overnight, the media crowned Donavon and his newly returned childhood friend the golden couple. He paraded her around town, treating her with a chivalry and tenderness he never once showed me. He even publicly fired my loyal assistant, sneering to the entire front office that they needed "real professionals" like Jocelynn, not someone who just fetches coffee. My own best friend took to social media to side with them, mocking me as the "wrong time" in his epic romance. To Donavon, I was just a lucky "Puck Bunny," a clueless prop meant to stroke his ego and manage his schedule. He had no idea I was two months away from finishing my master's thesis in predictive data modeling at MIT. So, I took off my diamond ring, blocked his number, and quietly signed a contract to become the Chief Data Analyst for his team's biggest corporate rival. As I prepared to dismantle his multi-million dollar contract with my own algorithms, I was ready to show him exactly what a glorified assistant could do.”