The Boss I Shouldn't Want, Now My Stepbrother
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away, reveling in the complement of t
called, turning to me with
tter?" I asked,
u've scheduled with your father is in f
I coldly cut h
ered, her lips tre
ired." I repeated, walki
sorry, Mr. R
d." I c
this job." She blurted out, her sharp heels stri
st or an order?" I said, turnin
ly, her face blank. " I'm just saying I'm the only daughte
leave as I demand or I'll make sure you never get a job in the corpora
ith Miss Bridgette's team, there's nothing else. I made no more mistakes." Sh
my greatest enemy in the whole company due to your silly mi
t make any of that sort again." She pleaded, eye
appointment letter. Take your things and leave." I ordered, watching as t
lowering. The anger in my chest refused to ease as the elevato
nced it with a shake of my head. Weakness had no place in m
lished shoes clicking against the marble floo
he leather seat. The meeting with my father loomed ahead, God knows
ladened with something akin to happiness. His voice had a
to reject it, despit
the car pulled into traffic. My father's empire was vast
there was
r and something else I couldn't quite place. She was a thorn in
oes, rejected and cornered my every word, board me
ommand a room with her presence and I hated the fact that
fear me lik
like she was daring
aside. She was just an employee-a brilliant but infur
where my father was waiting. I stepped out, s
Polished floors, soft lighting, and the faint scent of freshly brewed coffe
turning towards me wi
seen him that happy, not even
replied, ste
d-water, coffee, even a tray of pastries that neither of us woul
chair opposite him. "I know you'r
as composed as his. "What's thi
voice calm but firm
e the first person
I asked, narr
d casually, acting like he wa
For a moment, I thought I'd misheard him. "You're.
e even. "I've met someone, and I've dec
my mind scrambling
forward in my chair. "When d
rgaret, she's intelligent, kind, and someone I care deeply about. As fo
gs that you need to do now, ge