“Mila, you think I’ll lose without the Jensen family backing me? That you can beat me with Julian’s ‘help‘? Watch closely–tonight, I’ll show you
Dragging me to his car, Nick raced straight to Holt HQ. We hadn’t even entered before we saw the red flashing light in the elevator–his bodyguards‘ emergency alert. They were signaling him that Mr. Holt was gone.
The elevator took us straight to the top, past the security guards who now answered to him. By the time we reached the executive office, a full crowd was gathered, and they all turned to Nick with a deferential, “Mr. Holt!”
The question of who would win had just been answered.
Ged up beside a table, ile two guards. rained me. Nick sat down on a sofa, extending a hand toward me.
‘Come here, darling”
I only looked at him, unyielding
lick reached out further, a smug smile on his face. “Mila, from now on, you’ll be the most dazzling woman in business.
glanced around at the faces filling the room. This was my chance. I tilted my head, studying him.
So, he thought he’d won?
Nick’s brow furrowed as he looked around the room. Realization dawned–most of these people weren’t the familiar faces he was used to.
A voice, angry and commanding, boomed from the doorway. “Impatient as always, aren’t you?”
Nick froze, turning in shock to see Mr. Holt himself, wearing nothing but a robe, flanked by security.
