Chapter 42- Fiancée?
At Janet’s request, Charles stopped the car a short distance away from Black Rock Co. His obsidian eyes flickered with a hint of displeasure before his face returned to its usual indifference. Without a word, he let her out and drove off.
"Janet!"
She was walking quickly, head lowered, when a sharp, high-pitched voice called her name from behind. Janet turned around and saw Madeline, a former colleague from the design department, hurrying over.
As Madeline’s gaze followed the departing tail of Charles’s limited-edition sports car, a suspicious glint appeared in her eyes. A bad feeling rose in Janet’s chest.
"Hey, was that... the boss’s car you just got out of?" Madeline narrowed her eyes. Everyone in the company knew Charles’s car—even if they’d never seen him in person, the car alone was a symbol of his status and power.
"You must’ve seen wrong. That wasn’t me," Janet replied casually, trying to brush it off. Rumors about her and Charles were already floating around the office. The last thing she needed was more drama—especially if Derrick heard about it. She wouldn’t be able to explain her way out.
Madeline didn’t look fully convinced, but she let Janet pull her along. The girl was about the same age as Janet, and not the scheming type. Hopefully she wouldn’t read too much into it.
After they parted ways, Janet headed straight to the 88th floor.
Charles came up a few minutes later. She turned her gaze away as he passed by with his tall, commanding presence, heading directly into the CEO’s office.
"The photographer, makeup artist, and the set are all ready—but Zoey’s refusing to start. She says she won’t shoot unless you show up in person," Novia reported urgently.
The ad shoot had already been delayed once. Everything had been customized for Ivanka, but after the last-minute replacement, the team had gone through the trouble of resetting everything—only for it all to fall apart again.