In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

It was Monday, and Grace needed to attend the company's regular meeting.

Xander helped her put on her coat to cover up the scars and the hickey on her neck. He drove her to Amirate himself.

Before she entered, she was a little nervous as she adjusted her clothing. "Do I look okay?"

"You always do."

"I'm serious."

"You really always do." He smiled.

In the meeting room, out of the 12 directors of Amirate, 11 were present. Samuel was absent.

"Amirate's finance report for the fourth quarter has already been distributed to all of you. Please peruse it at your disposal."

The report was very detailed, and the earnings for the fourth quarter were 58.8% higher than that of the third quarter. This was a stunning amount. Someone said in awe, "The trade amount of Amirate has grown 629.9% year on year. We've all heard of Ms. Lewis' outstanding results."

Grace sat at the head of the table and clicked on the next slide.

"You're giving me too much credit. The projects that Amirate took part in this year are all going very well.

"The yearly results surpassed the previous year's by 50%, thanks to the hard work of all the staff at Amirate.

"I can't take all the credit."

There was silence in the conference room for a while.

Everyone knew that it was due to Grace's sharp eye and outstanding strategies.

directors. I'll raise the year-end dividend amount for everyone by five percent." The conference

"Ms. Lewis, this..."

of you to continue supporting us next year. There's no need to stand

as she spoke. Then her lips suddenly turned down at the corners. "Where's Mr. Walker? Today is a good day. Why isn't he in attendance?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

bet with you, Ms. Lewis. He's probably too

it comes to malls. It's time for the old fogeys

a slight smile. "Mr. Walker has

wouldn't make him give up his

has news of him, please let

ended, Grace strode out of the conference room. She stood with

"This woman is ruthless. A new era has

At the

Xander stood

front of

floor-to-ceiling windows

the traffic below

Hazel called.

unhappy about having to bear the responsibility for

and was sent to the hospital. Mr. Fulton

"One week."

days at most," Hazel said urgently. "We

"Alright."

Hazel asked, "Peter let it slip that you were injured...

She was in a good

voice was bright and energetic, like a bird in