An Impossible Marriage

Chapter 27

Early the next morning, as soon as she sat down in the dining room, she noticed Elizabeth hastily putting away the sheets and blankets in the room that she used to sleep in. Even the mattress was moved away.

After a brief moment of disbelief, Margaret understood what was going on.

It was Christopher‘s orders.

Her ears began to flush involuntarily as she recalled the events of the previous night. Right then, Christopher came downstairs and drove away without even looking at her.

After he had left, Margaret‘s anxious and conflicted emotions began to slowly subside. She ate her breakfast, then took her bag and left. The only time that her mind was free from having to dwell on their relationship was when she was at work.

Gavin Carter, her supervisor, placed a document on her desk as soon as she sat down in her chair in the office. “Pass this to Mr. Lewis‘ secretary at Keyman Corporation. You can also give it to Mr. Lewis in person if you‘re able to. Remember, don‘t give it to anyone else.”

Margaret was stunned. To her knowledge, Keyman Corporation served as the parent company for Lewis Corporation, and Christopher was the CEO of the company.

“Mr. Carter, can you send someone else for the job?” She didn‘t want to go because she didn‘t know how to deal with Christopher. While it was possible that she might not bump into him, she didn‘t want the slightest chance for it to happen. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Sitting on top of Margaret‘s desk, Gavin tucked his hands into his suit pocket. “Did I hear that right? This is a lucrative job. I‘m giving you a chance to mingle with the elites in Keyman Corporation. You might

even bump into Mr. Lewis. Why do you not want to go? I‘ve been giving you so many opportunities and yet you show no appreciation. Hurry and get the job done. Are you trying to defy me right after your internship is over?”

Ever since she started working there, she had been tolerant of the people who frequently bossed her around, Gavin was the one who was most concerned about her welfare. She wished things hadn‘t gone this way too. After a long struggle, she finally got up and picked up the document.

Gavin gave her a few pats on her shoulder. “That‘s more like it. I have high hopes for

you. Please don‘t let me down. By the way, would you like to have dinner with me tonight?”

Without hesitation, she replied, “No, thanks. I need to head home.”

As soon as Margaret left, Gavin was mocked. “Despite the fact that you‘ve been going after her as soon as she started her internship months ago, you still can‘t set up a dinner date with her. Tsk tsk, Mr. Carter, I‘m beginning to question your abilities.”

Gavin glared at the man. “She‘s just shy and introverted. I‘m simply taking things slow. She‘ll be mine in no time. I’m going to get her to go out with me tonight. You‘ll just have to wait and see.”

Looking up at the skyscraper of Lewis Corporation, Margaret felt as though she was looking at Christopher, an extraordinary and unapproachable man.

After explaining her purpose of visit at the front desk, she took the elevator to the forty–sixth floor, which was also the highest floor. It was silent on that floor. Even the janitor cleaned gently, as if she was afraid of disturbing anyone.

When Margaret stepped on the floor, her hard–soled shoes made an abrupt noise. “Miss, you can‘t wear shoes that make such a loud noise on this floor,” the janitor advised with a frown.

Margaret quickly apologized in a low voice before removing her shoes and holding them in her hands. Even though she was wearing stockings, she shivered as the floor‘s cold temperature reached the soles of her feet.

After a long search, she saw an office desk at the end of the corridor, directly across from which was the CEO‘s office,

As she approached, she found it to be Christopher‘s secretary‘s desk. Besides her desk, there weren‘t any other working spaces around. However, the secretary was not in at that moment. Instead of knocking on Christopher‘s door, she decided to wait for the secretary there.

Suddenly, a woman‘s voice sounded from Christopher‘s office, “Ugh, you lied. You said you were busy. Aren‘t you free now? There‘s this handbag that caught my eye, and I like it very much. Christopher, can you buy it for me?”

Margaret held her breath. She felt as though a pair of hands were strangling her throat.

She was unable to discern whether Christopher had said anything. The woman

emerged shortly thereafter, and they exchanged glances. As a result of that, she appeared a little surprised that it was the same woman from the airport