Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter Forty Five

Third Person POV.

Amber finally emerged from the stairs, her footsteps echoing through the hallway as she made her way to Richard’s office. She had endured an extra ten minutes in her room, her mind preoccupied with the

events of the morning.

As she reached the door of the office and pushed the door open, Amber’s eyes landed on Richard, wh was standing by the window, his gaze fixed on the world outside.

A flicker of attraction stirred in her as she stared at his strong, broad back. The image of the tattoos she had briefly glimpsed behind his shirt danced through her mind, causing her thoughts to

stray into dangerous territory.

Realizing the direction her thoughts were headed, Amber mentally scolded herself, snapping out of her

reverie. It was not the time or place to entertain inappropriate thoughts. She cleared her throat,

intending to indicate her presence in the room.

Richard turned around to face her, his head slightly tilted as his gaze remained on Amber, studying

her intently. Her sudden nervousness heightened as she met his gaze, her heart fluttering in her

chest.

She couldn’t help but ask. “Is there… is there something on my face or what?”

His eyes lingered on her for a moment longer before he finally blinked and looked away. “No, there’s nothing on your face,” he replied casually.

Amber frowned, her curiosity piqued. “Then why were you staring at me like that?” she asked, her tone

slightly accusatory.

Richard shrugged nonchalantly, a small smile gracing his lips. “I just like how you’re dressed today. You look really pretty,” he complimented, his words causing a warmth to spread through Amber’s Cheeks.

Taken aback by his unexpected comment, Amber nervously stuttered a thank you. She moved closer to the sofa in his office, intending to take a seat, and Richard joined her, settling into the chair

opposite her.

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between them. “Are you not hungry? Aren’t you going

him, her gaze softening. “I’m not hungry yet, Richard. I’ll have

the Colonel. “So,

I ended up offering him ten percent of the 401 project,” she replied. “That’s roughly a

eyes widened, a mix of surprise and uncertainty

easily a man like Miller had

hint of satisfaction in her voice. “Another

do,” she explained. “I played the scornful ex–wife role to perfection, and I

him believe that Kayden was trying to take over

“And how did you come up with that lie?” he asked, genuinely curious about Amber’s ability to think on

shrugged again. “It just came to me,” she replied with

you go. Also, I’ve

I said based solely

Amber. You did good,” Richard said with a smile on his

proud smile, she glanced at him

step?” she inquired.

a confident smile playing on his lips. “Don’t worry about it

rest to me, and I’ll

project to us.”

come this far, played her role to perfection, and secured the project. But a part of her wondered if she was

hanging so

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she nodded, deciding to not be concerned. “Alright,” she conceded. “I trust you’ll take

if Richard had called

of anticipation and hesitation. “Actually, there’s

hers.

Richard had to say, hoping it was something that would bring her closer to her revenge. Leaning forward, she nodded

it?” she asked.

expression thoughtful as he turned his gaze towards Amber. “So…is

place you’d like to visit?” he

her features as she regarded

I’d like to visit?” she questioned, searching for