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.

Mikayla went back to her usual work vibe, yanking out a folder from the clutter on her desk. "Here's a

over every detail. "Super detailed, but it feels

thirty percent, this ain't cutting it," Mikayla said what she observed straightforwardly. She wasn't one for slacking off at work. She knew she had room for improvement and hoped

met her eyes. "Spot

Let's dig deep during the next pow-wow and juice up everyone's ideas!" Mikayla's

been in the grind for

a "Thanks, Maxius" with a nod. Maxius was a gem, skills and vision-wise. Having

a feast!" Memory of the media spinning their last cozy dinner made him tweak his words

in the dappled sunlight streaming through the

the door

into the stack of files Quinnlyn had set out that morning. Quinnlyn arranged things smartly, slotting files by

long after, a knock echoed through the office.

head was gone, his bangs masking the scar on his forehead. Though he looked kind of dainty, his personality was a whole

split, Quinnlyn," Mikayla said, tossing Quinnlyn

peeped at Huxley, nodded at Mikayla, and then jetted

Mikayla didn't clock Huxley much. Once Quinnlyn jetted, she zapped her focus back to

in at Salvatore

stressed "formal" in his tone. Watching Mikayla brush him off at

his neck

at her. He scoffed inside, 'How dare she ice me out? Who

to lay it on thick with greetings. You're over in the product department HR should've filled you in." Mikayla kept her