Drunk at a company dinner, I accidentally called my boss hubby.
My colleagues chuckled:
Looks like she’s absolutely desperate to land the boss.
Adolph Scott, my boss, glared at me, his face cold.
Can’t even control your mouth, why are you drinking?
A brief, stunned silence hung in the air.
Then, Archer Kingston, the notoriously hard-to-deal-with Project CEO, let out a cold laugh from across the table.
“She was calling *me*. What are you getting so worked up about?”
I’d chased Adolph Scott from our college days straight into his company, taking on an assistant role just to be near him.
Everyone knew I was head-over-heels for him.
One day, as I went to deliver some documents, I overheard voices from inside his office, teasing him.
“Aurora Jenkins, a girl from *her* family, reducing herself to being your assistant? You actually let her?”
Adolph scoffed.
“She insisted on coming. What could I do?”
The others laughed.
“True. She’s always been stuck to you.”
“Hasn’t changed in years.”
“But Adolph, are you really not going to get serious with Rory?”
“She literally dreams of being with you.”
“Last time her family set her up on a blind date, you called us out for drinks late at night. I actually thought you cared about her then.”
The words had barely left his lips.
Adolph suddenly got angry, his voice dropping, icy cold.
“She’s just a nuisance. Why would I care?”
Outside the door, my hand, poised to knock, slowly dropped.
I simply gripped the doorknob and pushed the door open.
The people inside froze at my unexpected entrance.
But only for a second.
Soon, they were all smiling again, acting like nothing happened.
“Rory, here to bring Adolph breakfast again?”
It was my daily breakfast delivery, without fail.
Adolph didn’t even lift his head, as if he’d anticipated my every move.
He merely tilted his chin vaguely in my direction.
“Just put it on the table.”
But I shook my head.
I placed the documents and my resignation letter on his desk.
“Not breakfast.”
“My resignation. For your review, Mr. Scott.”
Everyone stared, stunned.
They practically swarmed the desk, craning their necks to read the words on the letter, then asked in disbelief:
“No way, Rory, are you serious?”
Adolph finally frowned and looked up.
He stared at me.
“What’s this all about?”
I pushed the resignation letter closer to him.
“I’m quitting.”
“I also sent an electronic copy to your email. Don’t forget to check it.”
Adolph glanced at the letter on the table, asking impatiently, “Is this because I made you work late yesterday?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“I just don’t want to do this anymore.”
Adolph’s face finally hardened, little by little.
As I turned to leave, he called out to me.
“Rory.”
“If you leave now, there’ll be no coming back to me.”
It sounded like a threat, yet also a warning.
I didn’t look back.
“Couldn’t be happier.”
The atmosphere in the room instantly dropped to freezing point.
As I pushed the door open and left, I heard cautious, probing voices behind me.
“Adolph, she’s just having a diva moment, don’t take it to heart…”
“Yeah, you know how much she likes you, right?”
“She’ll probably regret it by this afternoon, and come begging to return…”
Adolph stared fixedly at the closed door, letting out a cold scoff.
“Like I care.”
I threw away all the useless things from my office.
In the end, I found I had nothing left to take.
Looking at the empty cubicle, I almost wanted to laugh.
My mind drifted back to the anonymous video I’d received last night while working late at the office.
In a private room, Adolph had his arm around a stunning beauty, listening indifferently to the chatter around him.
“Rory is still dutifully doing grunt work at Adolph’s company, huh?”
“You’ve got to admit, Adolph’s got skills. That heiress hasn’t shown up to any of our parties in ages.”
It was true.
Chasing Adolph for years, a privileged heiress like me, I’d practically become his indentured servant.
All he had to do was ask, and I’d willingly work late, attend his business dinners, until I was exhausted and sick.
In the end, all I got was a jest from his friends.
“Looking at it this way, Rory really is like Adolph’s most obedient dog.”
He stood by, swirling his drink, not denying it.
He even scoffed.
“What are you talking about? She’s just *a* dog by my side, not ‘the most’ obedient one!”
The room erupted in laughter.
In that moment, it felt like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over my head.
So cold.
But it was also like I’d instantly woken up.
After a moment’s thought, I quietly pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts to find the new guy my family had set me up with recently.
I’d heard he was a genuinely wonderful person.
But before, my mind was entirely consumed by Adolph, so I kept postponing the meeting and even thought about sabotaging it.
Now…
It seemed a little unethical, perhaps.
But as everyone knows, the best way to get over an ex is to start something new.
I tapped the screen.
**[Want to meet tomorrow?]**
To my surprise, he replied almost instantly.
**[Sure.]**
He was very gentlemanly.
He offered to let me choose the time and he’d arrange the location.
But when my parents had mentioned the meeting before, I hadn’t listened to a single word.
So now, I knew absolutely nothing about this man.
Arriving early at our meeting spot, I hesitated outside the door.
What if I didn’t recognize him later? That would be so awkward.
As I paced back and forth, I accidentally bumped into someone.
I looked up.
My gaze met a perfectly tailored, sharp suit.
Above that, a face with astonishingly refined features.
And the owner of that face was looking at me with a gentle expression.
“Why aren’t you going in?”
His seemingly perfectly kissable thin lips moved as he spoke…
I subconsciously swallowed.
Then quickly realized my lapse in composure.
Because I knew this man.
Archer Kingston.
A well-known powerhouse in the industry.
I’d seen his name countless times on Adolph’s company’s target partner list.
But rumor had it he was ruthless, cold-hearted, and incredibly difficult to approach.
Collaborations with him had never succeeded.
I quickly stepped back, making way for him.
“Oh, sorry, so sorry. I’m waiting for someone, I was a bit distracted, my apologies, please go ahead”
But the man in front of me let out a soft laugh.
“Ms. Jenkins.”
I looked up, surprised.
How did he know my last name?
His eyes held a hint of a smile.
“Is there a chance the person you’re waiting for… is me?”
I was stunned.
My family had only said they were setting me up with a truly great guy.
But I never would have imagined it would be someone of Archer Kingston’s caliber.
It wasn’t until I was sitting face-to-face with Archer in the private dining room he’d arranged that I kept my composure, smiling politely.
Under the table, I was frantically texting my mom.
**[You set me up with Archer Kingston?!]**
**[Is our family wealthy enough to marry into his now?!]**
**[Did you guys get rich behind my back?!]**
My mom instantly replied with question marks.
**[???]**
**[What are you talking about, honey? Daydreaming already?]**
**[We set you up with one of Archer Kingston’s distant nephews.]**
**[Your aunt probably didn’t explain it clearly, did she?]**
I glanced at the man across from me, who was smiling as he watched me.
Surely there can’t be two faces this handsome?
As our eyes met, I couldn’t pretend to be busy anymore.
I stammered, “Um…”
“Are you… Mr. Archer Kingston, right?”
He nodded, then offered an apologetic smile.
“Yes.”
“My fault, I haven’t introduced myself yet.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Jenkins. I’m Archer Kingston, and I’m your date for today.”
A concise introduction.
But it was completely different from the information my mom had given me.
My mind was reeling.
“But, my blind date… wasn’t supposed to be…”
Archer raised an eyebrow.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a light sip.
“That kid isn’t good enough for you.”
“So I came instead.”
He looked up at me.
“Is something wrong?”
“Does Ms. Jenkins prefer him?”
I froze.
The way he said that… it was like we were old friends.
My heart began to pound.
Archer, however, remained completely composed, his calm, deep eyes fixed on me, clearly expecting an answer.
I forced myself to speak.
“Of course not… I don’t even know him.”
He chuckled softly.
“Then it’s okay for me to stand in for him, right?”
I swallowed.
“No… it’s fine.”
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