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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the empty coffee table between them. “Are you not hungry? Aren’t

softening. “I’m not hungry yet, Richard. I’ll have something

to Amber’s agreement with the Colonel.

project,” she replied. “That’s roughly a hundred million dollars, and he

eyes widened, a mix of surprise and uncertainty

questioned, unable to comprehend how easily a man like Miller had been swayed by the

in her

you sent me to do,” she explained. “I played the

him believe that Kayden was trying to take over his position as

with amusement. “And how did you come up with that lie?” he asked, genuinely curious

“It just came to me,” she replied with

as you go. Also, I’ve heard a few conversations from Kayden in

I said what I said based solely on my assumptions from those.”

Richard said with

proud smile, she glanced at him expectantly. “So, what’s the

step?” she inquired.

his lips. “Don’t worry about it anymore,” he

“Just leave the rest to me, and I’ll handle all the details once Miller

project to us.”

far, played her role

being left hanging

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be concerned. “Alright,” she conceded. “I trust you’ll take care of

had called her down solely to

and hesitation. “Actually, there’s something else I wanted to tell you,” he informed her, his eyes locking

hers.

to hear what Richard had to say, hoping it was something that

is it?”

thoughtful as he turned his

specific country or place you’d like to visit?” he asked.

her features as she regarded

I’d like to visit?” she