Tempting The Billionaire

NEW YORK ~ 8:35am ≈ WINSTON HOLDINGS> The building alone smells weakth, and mere looking at it, one can dictate the greatness of the company. It's build with pure silver and Diamond that even at night the diamonds glows without the lights being turned on. It's actually a glass house that one can see things inside from the outside. At the rooftop of the building "WINSTON HOLDINGS" is inscribed there with glittering diamond stones.

Employees bustled about, walking up and down the stairs, while investors strode in and out of the building, carrying thick files and briefcases, exuding an air of importance and purpose. Suddenly A black Hilux with two Soliders drove into the company, followed by a blue Lamborghini, and a Mercedes Benz. The Mercedes door opened, and a man came out, rushing to the Lamborghini to open the door for its occupant. with his head bowed. Julian Winston stepped out, looking dashing in a dark blue suit and white Italian shirt. His black shoes shone, and his hair was styled to perfection. "Move, Kingsley," he said gently, his voice like an angel's. "Okay, sir, This way, please." his PA said, bowing slightly as he gestured for Winston to follow him. As they walk his body guard fell into steps behind him. The entrance door of the building swung open automatically, and Julian stepped inside. Employees greeted him warmly, while those who were standing bowed their heads in respect. "Good morning sir." Someone exclaimed. "Good Morning, Mr. Winston!" someone exclaimed. "Welcome, sir! It's an honor to have you here!" As they continued to greet him, Julian Winston smiled graciously, acknowledging their warm welcomes. With a nod, he gestured to his PA and bodyguards to follow him, and together they made their way to the elevator that led directly to his office. As Julian stepped into the office, his secretary, Ethan, a young man with a professional demeanor, greeted him with a cup of coffee and a nod. "Good morning, Mr. Winston." "Morning."Julian glared at him, his expression stern. "You have a busy day ahead, sir. Your first meeting is with Damian's sons and co. limited, followed by a meeting with Madam Elissa."Ethan continued. Just then, Alex, Julian's colleague and friend, walked into the office, sipping a cup of coffee. "Hey, Jules, how's it going?" Julian nodded curtly at Alex before turning back to Ethan. "Straight to the point, Ethan." he said sternly. "Yes, sir, You also have a conference call with marketing and a meeting with the sales team," Ethan replied, with a crisp voice. Alex hovered nearby, listening in on the conversation. "Hey, Ethan, anything exciting on the agenda today?" he asked. Ethan glanced at Alex before responding to Julian. "Actually, sir, I wanted to remind you about the Smith account. They're waiting for your feedback on the proposal." Gerardo's expression turned icy. "Is that all, Ethan?" "Yes, sir. That's all."Ethan nodded. As Julian turned to leave, Alex fell into step beside him. "Hey, Jules, got a minute?" Julian nodded, and Alex continued, "I wanted to discuss the Johnson report. We need your approval to move forward." "Approve it."Julian nodded curtly. As they approached the elevator, Ethan called out. "Sir, wait! I have something important to tell you!" "Make it quick, Ethan."Julian turned back, with an unyielding expression. . "It's about the marketing strategy. I think we need to reconsider our approach." Ethan muttered "Explain."Julian raised an eyebrow. Ethan launched into a brief explanation, and Julian listened intently, Alex chiming in with his thoughts. As they finished their discussion, Julian nodded. "Alright, let's revisit the strategy. Ethan, send me the details." "Yes, sir."Ethan nodded in relief. As Julian and Alex stepped into the elevator, Ethan called out, "Sir, have a great day!" "You too, Ethan."Julian's voice came from inside the elevator. The elevator doors closed, leaving Ethan to breathe a sigh of relief. Emilia and her mother, Evelyn, sat at their cozy stall, surrounded by the sweet aroma of freshly baked cookies. "Get your freshly baked cookies here! Only 50 bucks!"Emilia enthusiastically called out to passersby. "They are freshly baked, come try them!" she called out wiping the dripnof sweat on her forehead. "Honey, maybe you should come in... you might strain your voice," Everelyn said softly. Emilia sighed and stepped into the stall, concern etched on her face. "Are you okay, Mom?You look a bit... off." she asked, noticing her mother's pale complexion. "Yes, sweetie... I'm just a bit under the weather. My illness is acting up again. But I'll be fine. Just need to rest a bit." Everelyn forced a weak smile. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll try to get you the medication you need, and we'll schedule a hospital visit soon." Emilia said. "Thank you, sweetie. I appreciate your help. I'm just worried about the cost, you know. Medication and hospital visits can be expensive." Everelyn's brows furrowed in worry. "Don't worry about that, Mom. We'll figure it out. We'll make it work. Your health is more important than anything else."Emilia nodded understandingly. "You're a good daughter, Emilia. I don't know what I'd do without you."Everelyn smiled weakly. Emilia smiled back, her heart filled with love for her mother. Emilia and her mother hugged each other tightly, the smell of freshly baked cookies and sweat filled the air. "You'll never have to find out, Mom. I'll always be here for you." she replied with a smile. Her mother smiled weakly and nodded, her eyes were filled with a mix of sadness and pride. "I know, sweetie. I just worry about you working so hard," she said, as her voice cracked slightly. Just then, Emilia's phone buzzed in her pocket, and she pulled it out. "I have to go, Mom. It's time for my first shift," she said, her voice was laced with a hint of urgency. "Okay, sweetie. Be careful, and don't work too hard." Everelyn replied. Emilia pulled back and looked at her mother. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll be fine. I'll be back late after