Liam's POV
Five hours later, Liam finally finished going through the mountain of files on his desk. Just as he leaned back slightly, his phone rang. It was his secretary.
"Speak," he said coldly.
"Sir… Lina is here."
Liam frowned. "Who is Lina?"
"The employee you asked to redo the project draft proposal."
"Send her in."
"Yes, sir."
A few seconds later, Lina entered the office. She wore a short skirt and a revealing top, clearly dressed to attract attention.
"Boss, I'm done," she said softly.
"Drop it there," Liam replied without even looking up from his desk.
"Sir…" Lina moved closer.
Liam finally raised his eyes.
Before he could say anything, she gently touched his hand.
"You seem tired," she said sweetly. "I could give you a massage."
Her hand slid slowly toward his chest.
Liam's expression darkened instantly.
"Don't touch me," he said sharply.
"But—"
She reached for him again.
"Out. I'm not in the mood."
She hesitated.
"OUT!" Liam roared.
Frightened, Lina stumbled backward and ran out of the office immediately.
Moments later, Jacob entered.
"The meeting is starting soon, sir. Let's go."
Liam straightened his jacket, gathered himself, and stood.
The two of them walked toward the conference room. As soon as Liam entered, everyone in the room stood and bowed—except the investors.
He took his seat at the head of the table, and the others followed.
The meeting began.
Three Hours Thirty Minutes Later
The meeting finally ended, and people began leaving the conference room.
"Mr. Liam," Jacob said as he approached him, "Lady Lisa is already waiting for you."
Liam nodded and made his way toward the parking lot, where his driver was already waiting.
He entered the car, and they drove off.
Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the restaurant. A waiter escorted him to the private table where Lady Lisa was seated.
The moment she saw him, her face lit up.
"Liam! I'm so glad you're here. I missed you already."
Liam smiled faintly.
"I missed you too, cousin."
Hazel and Dior's POV
Back at the dance studio, class had already ended.
Some students had left, but others stayed behind to continue stretching and practicing. Among those who remained were Hazel and Dior.
The two girls sat on the floor, facing each other with their legs stretched wide apart in a split.
"Dior," Hazel said thoughtfully, "I know you already have outfits for your date, but something is missing."
Dior tilted her head. "What?"
"A necklace and earrings."
Dior's eyes widened. "You're right!"
Hazel grinned. "How about we go jewelry shopping?"
Dior smiled. "Hmm…"
"Don't worry," Hazel added quickly. "I'll pay."
Dior laughed.
"Wow, look at you being rich. My billionaire best friend—sure!"
Both girls leaned lower into their split stretches, trying to touch their legs.
"So, should we go now," Dior asked, "or wait until we finish our flexibility exercises?"
Hazel lifted her head and smiled.
"No, let's finish first."
"Okay."
They closed their legs, scooted closer to each other, and opened their legs wide again—this time their feet touching perfectly.
They held the position for a minute before standing.
Then they lifted one leg each, holding it in the air as part of their final stretch.
The two friends laughed together, excited for tomorrow.
For Hazel, it was just helping her best friend prepare for a date.
But for Dior…
Tomorrow felt like the beginning of something she had dreamed of for years.
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