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Before Nick killed me, he said a lot of things. I can barely remember most of it, except for one line that struck a chord:
“If it weren’t for you–if it weren’t for the Jensen family–Ella and I could’ve lived happily ever after, basking in wealth and love!”
We’d see. I’d see just how well Nick and Ella would enjoy their “happily ever after.”
At a private club, the wine flowed as usual.
“It’s smart for Nick to lead the expansion–but is it wise to bring
“The Southeast Asian market has immense potential,” one executive said. “It’s am
along a social media star?”
“Why not? Isn’t Ella an influencer? She’ll be great for market outreach!”
Business circles would never lack for gossip.
“This is the “show you mentioned?” Julian asked softly.
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Nick, the Holt Group’s heir, was expanding his team overseas with a live–streamer girlfriend tagging along. Gossip spread rapidly throughout the business world.
Raising my glass, I replied, “This is just the beginning”
“Camilla, you’re stunning,” Julian mused with a smile, as if his gaze hadn’t missed a thing.
I looked up, his smirk giving him a certain charm, especially with that small red mole near his eye. We’d been meeting frequently over the past months, sharing drinks, and every interaction had felt easy, even…pleasant.
But as my eyes traveled downward, I couldn’t ignore how frail he looked.
Noticing me watching him, Julian casually refilled my glass, his graceful hands belying his position as a CEO.
“Why so quiet tonight?” he asked.
It wasn’t that I was quiet. I was thinking of Nick’s words, how he’d called Julian “useless.”
“You.” I reached out, tugging at his tie. “Can you live up to it?”
Julian’s
chin.
seyes flickered as he set down the bottle and looked up, his gaze steady, with that small red mole highlighting his focus. He lifted my
“Would you like to find out?”
If Julian turned out to be useless, then all my careful plans would be wasted.
