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.

work vibe, yanking out a folder from the clutter on her desk. "Here's a fresh promotion plan that

and pored over every detail. "Super detailed, but it

Mikayla said what she observed straightforwardly. She wasn't

met her eyes.

Let's dig deep during the next pow-wow

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 said,

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

of the media spinning their last cozy dinner

on that victory spread!" She flashed a grin, her face radiating in the dappled sunlight streaming through

shut the

files Quinnlyn had set out that morning. Quinnlyn arranged things smartly,

echoed through the office. Mikayla tore her gaze

on Huxley's head was gone, his bangs

said, tossing Quinnlyn a dismissive

nodded at

Quinnlyn jetted, she zapped her focus back

in

a formal hi!" Huxley stressed "formal" in his tone. Watching Mikayla brush him off at her desk stirred up his

his neck

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

with greetings. You're over in