Master of his heart

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

She trudged to her cubicle, firing up her email with the usual lack of enthusiasm, but as the name atop the message loaded on her screen, the color drained from Lucinda’s face, leaving her ashen.

Around her, the complexions of her colleagues went through a spectrum of hues,

eventually settling on a collective look of pensive dread, all eyes flickering toward the director’s office door.

Lucinda felt as if her strength had left her body. She slumped into her chair, powerless.

A colleague approached, placing a sympathetic hand on her shoulder, “Ms. Lucinda, didn’t Ms. Haywood just mention the proposal?”

Now, no one dared to call out Brielle’s name in casual familiarity; it had to be the respectful ‘Ms. Haywood.”

Snapping back to reality, Lucinda quickly retrieved the proposal. The feeling in her gut was. akin to swallowing a fly-disgusting, unbearable, and impossible to ignore.

Her face was pale, her fingertips clutching the proposal with white-knuckled

at her desk, focused on sorting through documents. Her hair was pulled up. with a few strands framing her delicate swan-like

through Lucinda’s eyes. Why

Lucinda announced begrudgingly, “Ms. Haywood,

coffee mug on her desk-another

That bitch!

Lucinda managed to pour a fresh coffee without a

but her silence was cutting, making Lucinda extremely uncomfortable. Lucinda stood awkwardly, wanting to

It was one

Lucinda a while, but she finally managed to say, “There’s an executive

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surveying the office. “Ms. Lucinda, I’m not fond of this office décor.

at the scalp,

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