In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Why don’t you treasure what I give you? Penelope had written feelingly in small, white text against a plain black background. She had evidently done so with the intention of soliciting comfort from her friends on social media.

Skylar pondered this for a while but ultimately scrolled away without reacting to it.

“We’ve been continuously working overtime lately because of your father’s company,” Eva intoned, breaking the hush in the office. She picked up the last document and added it to her neat stack, then strode over to Skylar.

Skylar turned to look at Eva, then said quietly, “Eva, what are you blaming me for? I don’t get a single cent from Quest Group, you know.”

Eva was dressed in a rather risqué, fitting blouse and mini-skirt. She’d left the top three buttons of her blouse undone, exposing a peek of the smooth white skin on her chest for all to see.

Skylar realized that Eva had a rather impressive figure, being treated as she was to a rather expansive view of Eva’s body through the plunging V-neck that the blouse now afforded.

So this is the view Tobias sees every day! Skylar mused.

Eva replied coldly, “You know very well what I’m talking about. You made such a scene during the family dinner. Everyone was so upset.”

“Do you mean that you were upset, wondering how on earth I could have managed to snag Tobias? You don’t think

accurately pierced right to

ducklings don’t magically turn into swans. Tobias’ mother came over to the office today, and I overheard them

exultant look on Eva’s face, Skylar instantly perceived

with distaste. “Keep whatever you heard

during that conversation. I have to say

struck Skylar like a bolt of lightning. Racking her brains furiously, Skylar struggled to remember

frantically ransacking her wardrobe for suitable clothes to wear to this

unkindly. “Mr. Ford refused, though. He said that the two of you weren’t getting married anytime soon and that

of disappointment wash over her. However, she had to admit that that was a

get the better of her, she flashed a dazzling smile in return. “I didn’t expect you to be in the habit of eavesdropping, Eva. It’s true, though. We’ve decided to take

carelessly. “Good luck, then. When you eventually get married, if you do, I’ll be the

out of the meeting room wearily. His mind was throbbing with the seemingly infinite number of emergencies he would have to attend to. His thoughts, however, were arrested at the sight of Skylar sitting forlornly on the sofa. She

crossed over to Skyler and ran his fingers through her hair lovingly. “Come on, I’ll