Chapter 10
Raquelle was used to doing as she pleased, disregarding all the paths our father had paved for her
To them, I would always be an outsider. Ultimately, the vast Seth Group would still be handed over to her, the rightful heiress. But she had no appreciation for his efforts, even repeatedly arguing with him over business matters.
The employees treated me with respect on the surface, but they all knew that I wasn’t really a member of the Smilli family, a
I had barely stepped into my office when Racquel stormed in she slapped the box of my belongings out of my hands and looked at me with a chilling glare.
“Jeshua, aside from hiding behind my father, is there anything else you’re capable of?” she sneered, crossing her arm and mocking me “I told you, Smith Group is my family’s company, and 1am ordering you to get out!”
I picked up my things and met her gaze with a calmxposic
“After all these years, can’t you wait just one more month? Tour dad said my contract would end after your 20th birthday, and I could leave the Smith family for good There’s no need to push me out so andously. Besides, you don’t have that right.”
She was furious, she nodded and looked at me with eyes full of rage
Let’s see if you can make it through this last month unscathed”
In a fit of rage, she smashed everything in my office to the floor, tore apart every document, and burled the pieces in my face.
“They all call you some kind of business prodigy, right? Let’s see how long you put these hundreds of files back together.
She crossed her arms, smirking with satisfaction. “Il 1 don’t see them back on my desk by tonight, you’ll face the consequences!” With that, she stormed
I quietly gathered every piece of paper, set them on my desk, and reassembled the files individually.
By the time I finished, it was almost 3:00 am I rubbed my sore shoulders, too exhausted to return home, and figured I might as well stay here until morning
OVERGER me.
I hadn’t eaten all day, so I decided to head downstairs to the convenience store to grab some instant noodles. But as I reached the lobby, a wave of dizziness or Clinging to the wall, 1 dragged myself to the store, ready to ask for something to eat, but everything suddenly went dark, and I collapsed.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a hospital bed, hooked up to an IV.
Ariana looked at me anxiously as she sat next to me. She was dressed in a button–down shirt, athletic shorts, and loafers–a mismatched out clearly thrown on in haste. Seeing me awake, she smiled with relief and asked, “You’re up! How are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable
1 shook my head slightly. “How did you end up here?”
She held up her phone. “Someone from the hospital called me.”
I was 4:00 am now. She was probably the only person in the world who would rush over to check on me after receiving a call at this moment.
“Thank you,” I said gratefully, “lowe you a meal when 1 get the chance.”
“That’s the second time you’ve promised me that,” she said with a playful grin. She leaned close and blinked. “How about dinner tomorrow night?”
