Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Once Marcus’ mind was set, Celeste realized she couldn’t sway him.

Meanwhile, Millie returned to the company and settled into her seat. Soon, a murmur reached her ears.

“Isn’t it against the rules to leave during work hours? Even if one does, they’re expected to inform the team leader.”

Millie directed her gaze toward the individual conversing with Emerie.

Emerie’s retort dripped with venom.

“Indeed, in her eyes, I hold no status as a team leader. She’s free to come and go as she pleases, answerable to no one. Endowed with the prestigious title of the president’s wife, she could slumber at her desk, and we’d still be powerless.”

“You’re absolutely right. She likely believes we’re unworthy of sharing office space with her. A client berates her, and she still has the audacity to wander. Were I in her shoes, I’d be racing to rectify the situation.”

rubbed her temples, her gaze

validate that I belong to group three? Furthermore, everyone is cognizant of the reason why the client was angry.

the impropriety of her abrupt departure, she found it intolerable to

rise abruptly, yet she curbed her

office

parched throat nudged her attention to her now-empty cup. She

countenance darkened, her palm smacking

you for marrying the CEO. If competence truly coursed through your veins, why linger in the design department? You’d be

approached Millie’s workstation, feigning an inspection of

moment, she surreptitiously deposited the sachet into

sachet, containing an unusual blend of dried flowers, emanated a scent capable of inducing