In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Grace felt a headache coming on as she realized that if the news continued to spread for a few more days, the situation would be beyond damage control.

Luke presented his findings to Grace. "The assistant close to Willow is the most suspicious."

This assistant had been with Willow for five years, even before the latter had risen to fame. She was Willow's most trusted person. Yet she had previously worked at Hawkins Group. Grace clenched the paper in her hand, a cold laugh escaping her lips.

Luke frowned. "Ms. Lewis?"

"I'm fine. I just can't believe that the man who has stabbed me in the back countless times would choose now to do it again."

As she walked out, she bumped into Samuel, who was delighted.

"Ms. Lewis, where are you rushing off to so angrily?"

Grace glared at him and snapped, "You don't need to worry."

"Byte Technologies is in trouble, and you must be overwhelmed. I've always said these emerging industries are just bubbles waiting to burst. But you wouldn't listen."

Grace stopped in her tracks and retorted, "Even if it's a bubble, I'll bear the consequences."

afford it? Don't forget our bet. If I win, you have to resign from Amirate Corporation and never show

tightly. Never in the past year had she felt such immense

Byte Technologies was

early to discuss that. Let's

and determined. Samuel spat after her, loathing her deeply. But his mood improved as he recalled the project

news about Willow continued to

him in an arranged marriage, and now their public image

been no response for two days. Grace guessed

circle, and with

and said, "Luke, you seem

down and answered, "I've dealt with these

for them, it's all

ready to leave. Grace took the opportunity to step out of her car

"Are you Mrs. Thorne?"

was well into her 40s, but she looked like she was only 30 years old and

and looked at Grace. "And

name is Grace Lewis. You

hearing this, Esme walked past Grace and commented, "You're

"You