Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 182

Mikayla was used to hearing people address her as Mrs. Ludwig. Giving Josiah a nod, she strutted into the office building with a click of her heels.

Punch in, hop on the elevator, arrive at her floor, slide into her department-Mikayla oozed confidence and calmness as she strolled into the workspace. "Drop by my spot!" Mikayla commanded as she loomed over Maxius's desk. "Totally!" Maxius shut the files, trailing Mikayla into her office.

Quinnlyn handed two coffees and quickly slipped away.

Firing up her computer, Mikayla prodded Maxius, "What's your take on the next computer gig we're backing?"

Chilling at the desk, Maxius spilled, "Considering the demand in the market, I say we go all out. Our new product groundwork is solid, and after testing, my faith in our product is sky-high."

"Right on. Once our product starts flying off the shelves, those manufacturers might hike up prices. That's one concern," Mikayla chimed in. Price changes in the middle of the game could be a headache.

"And if there's a shortage, production could get delayed, easily pushing back by a week," Maxius pitched in.

Both flashed knowing grins. Mikayla was genuinely happy with the unspoken bond she shared with Maxius at work. Finding a work buddy whose vibe syncs with yours isn't a cakewalk, either at work or in everyday life. It's frustrating having to explain things half the day only to hit a wall of misunderstanding.

"I'm vibing with our new products, too. I'll figure a way to sway the chairman and the board," Mikayla said, mustering a smile, stifling a yawn the next moment.

"Chill with the grind! Look after yourself!" Maxius noted, his eyes gleaming with genuine care.

Mikayla sheepishly smiled, sipped her coffee to mask her true thoughts. God knew it wasn't work that was keeping her from resting. "Sure thing," she nonchalantly replied.

clutter on her desk. "Here's a fresh promotion plan that Eric and I whipped up after Mr. Rogers's feedback

Mikayla, cracked it open, and pored over every detail. "Super detailed, but it feels like

what she observed straightforwardly. She wasn't

her eyes.

deep during the next pow-wow and juice up everyone's ideas!" Mikayla's smile danced on

she breezed through work dramas, calling the shots effortlessly. It was like she'd been in the grind for ages. It blew his mind. She was built for the hustle. Her future shine was unstoppable. "I'm out," he

then tossed in a "Thanks, Maxius" with a nod. Maxius was a gem, skills and vision-wise. Having him as her right-hand was

it's chow time, just round us up for a feast!" Memory of the media spinning their last cozy dinner made him tweak

in the dappled sunlight streaming through the tall windows. She

the

set out that morning. Quinnlyn arranged things smartly, slotting

knock echoed through the office. Mikayla tore her gaze from the screen, eyebrows

objections, and bypassing Mikayla's nod he just swung the door wide. The bandage on Huxley's head was gone, his bangs masking the scar on his forehead. Though he looked kind

Quinnlyn," Mikayla said, tossing

Huxley, nodded at

Mikayla didn't clock Huxley much. Once Quinnlyn jetted, she zapped her focus back to the screen, fingers skating over

clocked in at Salvatore

formal hi!" Huxley stressed "formal" in his tone. Watching Mikayla brush

his neck about

He scoffed inside, 'How dare she ice me out? Who does she

with greetings. You're over in the product department HR should've filled you