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 brief silence, shifting his gaze to the empty coffee table between

“I’m not hungry yet, Richard. I’ll

diverting his attention to Amber’s agreement with the Colonel. “So, what agreement did

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

surprise and uncertainty coloring his features.

unable to comprehend how easily a man like Miller had been swayed

shrugged nonchalantly, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. “Another thing is,

to do,” she explained. “I played the scornful

to take over his

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

she replied with a shrug. “Sometimes, you have

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

based solely on my assumptions from

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

to Richard with a proud smile, she

step?” she inquired.

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

me, and I’ll handle all the details

project to us.”

doubt crossing her eyes. She had come this far, played her role to perfection, and secured the project. But a part of her wondered if she was fine

being left hanging

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her concerns, she nodded, deciding to not be concerned. “Alright,” she

Richard had called her down solely

his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and hesitation. “Actually, there’s something else I wanted to

hers.

in Amber’s gaze, her interest piqued. She was eager to hear what Richard had to say, hoping

“What is it?”

expression thoughtful as he turned

any specific country or place you’d like to

uncertainty clouding her features as she regarded him curiously. “Why are

countries I’d like to visit?” she