Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 48

Natalie glanced up, catching sight of a dove–gray chiffon scarf strewn across the floor by the desk. The soft laughter of another woman floated through the air.

Pausing for a few seconds, her hand withdrew silently from the doorknob.

Madelyn, barefoot and languidly lounging on the couch, watched the shadow behind the door quietly slip away, putting on a sly smile.

“You’ve been working hard these days. Go home and get some rest. I’ll have Gavin sign off on your leave,” Brian stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, watching the reporters trickle out from below, murmuring softly.

“Sounds good.” Madelyn shifted her gaze away then back to Brian.

He seemed eager to see her off, probably worried that Natalie might drop by and get the wrong idea. But Natalie had left.

“Brian, take care of yourself too. With all the companies under WL’s name, your hands–on approach is commendable, but even iron wears out,” she said softly as she rose from the couch and approached him.

While speaking, she reached out to smooth a crease on his shirt.

the next moment, he

his eyes filled with

his gaze, her voice barely above a

in a low voice, “The buzz about Gracia

the studio the

be. You know what Gracia means, to the

to handle the fallout. Don’t let it happen

Madelyn’s voice rose in urgency, “Or is that what you

sit at his desk, not looking up as he

the underlying message and opened her mouth to

doubted her,

profile for a while, finally speaking in a subdued tone,

Brian responded indifferently.

from the floor, slipped on her shoes, and silently left his office. As the door closed behind her, a sharp glint crossed her eyes.

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