WARMING THE BILLIONAIRE'S COLD HEART

nts on his work desk. His eyes were busy scanning, occasionally nodding,

hout waiting to be invited, the tall and burly man i

Nicholas asked with

ick, I've missed y

you want to die?!

s response. Then, a moment lat

ndon, and you didn't even w

in annoyance and s

ed coming to Indonesia. Do you think the distance between England and Indon

reading and shifted his gaze to

tiating skills with investors. That's why your presence is required, especially since Alm

sessed the ability to analyze project profits and negotiate skillfully. He could convince clients just like Alma Maximilian of

ded in und

onesia, will I be your sub

took a de

e yourself, but what's clear is that the c

was heard, and Kimberly entered

up. Could you please check it, sir? And beneath it, there's a

ive the document and invitat

there; you can take them directly," Nicholas said, p

nd then started t

hen Nicholas called her name. A momen

e a drink f

, of cou

carrying two cups of coffee, Nicholas's order.

off Kimberly. He seemed capt

s's personal sec

ded softly.

nded his hand for a handshake. "But don't get me wrong; I'm not the Edward Martin from the Twilight Saga m

kly leaned forward and rejected Edward's ex

wanted to get to know your

n and waved his hand, urging

her my sec

s. He had expected that his friend would tr

ard was known for his ability to charm women. The label "playboy" had long been att

"Your secretary is beautiful, Nick. From what I remem

th ago, replacing Salsa, the woman

u're good at choosing secretaries. I can gua

er even considered getting involved with a colleague, especially not my s

's the only reason? Not because yo

e hated to admit it, but Edward was right; he still couldn't compl

f closed off, Nick? You and Kenzi are e

rd a sharp look. "

to be wealthy and good-looking but not put it to good use. You

jaw. His patience ha