nif

ont page-not just any article, but one featuring one of the most famous businessmen in t

s approval. Surely, he would be pleased with the sales; w

with pride. This was my first article, and I hoped it wou

ut through my thoughts, sounding irri

se you want to congratulate me on my amazing article,

see the owner immediately. This is beyond my control. The board members and CEO are waiting for you in a closed meeting-all becaus

him, but he ignored me, wa

my papers for the next day's article, a colleague rushed

ou doing? You scared me! What's wrong?" I furr

hat's wrong? Damn! You still don't know what you've do

ing. My colleagues were staring at me as if I had a contagious disease. Some didn't even say good morning, while others whispered a

g unusual! What could have happened

nd go straight to the conference room. The CEO and board members want to see you in a closed meeting. Don't worry about y

e a terrible feeling something bad is going to happ

bowing slightly as a formal greet

r, Jennifer,"

first time I had ever experienced anything like this!

're doing?!" he demand

ir," I stuttered, trying to

have any respect or responsibility for what you

"You did nothing! You were going to ruin my newspaper and bankrupt my business with your article. Do you know who Tomas Charl is? How could y

can't let you destroy what I've built over 40 years. Move, get out! I don't want to see your face... I'll have to apologize to Mr. Tomas Charl for the rest of my life

I took the bus, calling every magazine and newspaper I could think of. One by one, they either laughed at me or hung up when they

I was relieved, but my relief turned to shock when he of

ed numerous black limousines blocking the small road where I

" I turned to see a man stepping out of a large limo, flanked by guards.

ou know me?" I

talk here on the street. I'm Mr. Carl, the right-hand man of Mr. Tomas

fired because of Tomas Charl. Are you here t

lly surprised by your beauty. I expected to find a nerd or an unattractive ol

th me, Miss Jennifer. I'm not kidnapping you. I'll explain everything p

. I raised Tomas Charl, and I need to tell you he's not a bad guy. But women and everyone around him only stick with him to use him for money or fame. That has made him a cold-hearted man. Now, I have an o

t? You want me to work for the man who ruined my caree

ul women and uses them for a month before letting them go. He's a womanizer, as you said. It will be a tough mission for you to keep your

, and why are you telling me the truth

ave no children of my own, and I feel sorry for you as well. So, I decided to help both of you. All you have to do is trust me and follow my instruct

girl." I felt insulted. I had never been touched before, so I didn't want to be thrown into

e coffee?" Mr. Carl asked, seemingly trying to put me at ease. He didn't seem li

cohol or anything containing caffe

"Oh, an athletic and healthy girl, I see. Then we need to s

efore turning to me. "It's Mr. Tomas." He gestur

'll arrive at the house in less than an hour, and she will

I didn't accept the job!" I asked, annoyed. I felt like a pawn. I had been fired because

Tomas of our arrival because he was traveling to another country to sign a merger contract. However, he turned back due to his bad mood, and he will be home in less than an hour. We don't have time. If I hadn't said anything, he would have c

tated but eventually signed it. I realized I had no other choic

Don't fall in love with Mr.

love with him? That will never

didn't mention that all of them, when they get close to him, end up falling for him. So be

words. "Trust me. Now let's start our first mis

really seriou