The announcement hung in the air, a revelation that carried the weight of legacy and continuity. Gasps, whispers, and exchanged glances swept through the gathering. Lord Boulevard, still composed, addressed the surprised crowd. "I am aware that this announcement has taken many of you by surprise. My son, Billion Boulevard, has been a steadfast force behind the scenes for the last couple of months, contributing to the Boulevard empire in his own way. However, he values his privacy, and I respect that immensely."A wave of curiosity swept through the gathering, with attendees exchanging speculative glances, intrigued by the mystery surrounding the heir to the Boulevard legacy. Lord Boulevard continued, "Billion will reveal himself to the world when the time is right for him. Until then, all external dealings with the Boulevard empire will be handled through his trusted representative, Andrew Garfield."As the name Andrew Garfield resonated through the crowd, Lord Boulevard spoke of And
"Mrs Gift, it's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance." Andrew said with a courteous smile.Engaged in polite conversation, Andrew and Mrs Gift exchanged pleasantries as they strolled through the garden.Andrew confessed, "I've been looking forward to meeting you, Mrs Gift. Your reputation precedes you, especially when it comes to being a jewelry lover."Mrs Gift, adorned in a display of rare and expensive jewels, smiled graciously. Her jewelry collection, a dazzling array of diamonds and gemstones, caught Andrew's eye. "These jewels are truly extraordinary. The craftsmanship and the rarity of the stones, it's remarkable," Andrew remarked.Mrs Gift, proud of her collection, shared the origins of her treasures. "Ah, these little wonders are the result of a special collaboration with my supplier, Mrs Harvey. She has an uncanny ability to procure the most unique and elusive gems from around the world."Andrew's expression subtly shifted, revealing his heightened interest. The ment
Billion and Andrew turned around to look at her. "Pardon?" Billion asked."I couldn't help but overhear your conversation about someone being perfect for a role, I'm sorry if I'm intruding." Joy explained."You're not." Billion said and Andrew responded, "Perfect for the role of my girlfriend." He then asked Joy to come forward and pointed to the selected lady. Curious, Joy stepped closer, asking Andrew why he needed someone to act as his girlfriend.Andrew proceeded to explain the situation with Mrs Gift, and as he finished, Joy tilted her head and said, "Show me the lady you want to use again." Andrew pointed her out again, and Joy observed the chosen lady.A look of realization slowly dawned on Joy's face as she observed her. Turning to Andrew with a bemused expression, she regarded him as if he had just suggested something utterly absurd. There was a moment of silence before Joy finally broke into laughter."Mr Garfield, are you serious?" Joy asked between giggles, disbelief evid
"No. I was married." Billion said, placing emphasis on the word, was."Oh."Joy said, her eyes widened as Billion dropped that revelation, and a subtle sigh of relief escaped her lips. The weight she hadn't realized she was carrying when Billion mentioned he was a son-in-law lifted from her shoulders. A tiny smile played on her lips.Internally, Joy questioned why she felt such relief. Was it the realization that her boss wasn't bound by marital commitments, making their professional interactions less complicated? Or perhaps there was a subconscious acknowledgment of the unspoken connection between them that she had started to feel?As she pondered over these thoughts, Joy couldn't deny a certain warmth spreading within her."You got divorced." Joy stated."Yup!" Billion confirmed."Why?" Joy asked.Before Billion could provide an answer to that question, a noise from below interrupted them.Quietly, they make their way to discover the source of the noise, they look down from the balco
"Well, it looks like she just gave you a compliment. However I'm terribly sorry, Joy," he exclaimed, genuine remorse etched on his face. "I didn't mean to ruin your beautiful dress."Joy, momentarily surprised, took a deep breath and managed a gracious smile. "It's alright, sir. Accidents happen."Determined to make amends, Billion swiftly offered, "Let me order a new dress for you right away. I want to make sure you have a replacement as soon as possible."However, Joy, touched by his sincerity, gently placed a hand on his arm. "Sir, it was an accident, and I appreciate your offer. However, I must decline.""Why?" Billion asked.Joy turned to inspect the unintended alteration. She traced her fingers along the slit, a thoughtful expression on her face. "You know, Sir," she said, "Mrs Dorathy was right. This little mishap has given the dress a daring edge, a touch of uniqueness."Billion, puzzled but curious, asked, "You like it with the slit?"Joy looked up, her eyes meeting his. "Abs
It's been a month since Lord Boulevard's retirement party. Inside Billion's office, the air was calm and serene.Andrew, sitting across from Billion, remarks, "You know, Billion, it's surprisingly smooth sailing with our external partners. I anticipated more inquiries about your identity or attempts to connect directly, but most of them seem content working through me."Billion, leaning back in his chair, responded with a calm demeanor, "That's precisely the way I prefer it for now, Andrew. The less attention drawn to me, the better. It seems our strategy is working as intended."Andrew nods, "Absolutely. They appreciate the efficiency and effectiveness of our collaboration. It's almost as if they understand the importance of keeping certain aspects discreet. No unnecessary probing or attempts to unveil the mysterious figure behind the scenes."Billion leaned forward, his gaze focused on Andrew, and asked, "How are you finding your role as my representative, Andrew?"Andrew replied
With a swift, instinctive move, Billion closed the distance to Joy just as her balance faltered. His strong arms wrapped around her, catching her in a momentary embrace.Their eyes locked in a shared moment of unexpected intimacy, time seemed to pause. Billion steadied Joy in his arms, their gaze holding an unspoken connection that went beyond their professional relationship. In that suspended moment, the world around them blured, leaving only the intensity of their shared gaze.Unfortunately, the tranquil moment is shattered by the abrupt ringing of Billion's phone. He reluctantly releases Joy, reaching for the device as he answers the call."Billion speaking," he says, his voice steady.On the other end, Dave, his driver, explains, "Mr Boulevard, I'm sorry, but I won't be able to drive you back home today. I have to take my brother to the hospital. It's an emergency."Billion, understanding the gravity of the situation, replies calmly, "Don't apologize, Dave. Family comes first. Tak
Billions eyes widened, "What did you say?" He asked.Joy's words spilled out, carrying a weight of emotions. "I like you, Sir. More than just as your PA."A moment hung in the air, pregnant with the unspoken tension that had been building between them. Billion's guarded composure wavered, revealing a vulnerability he seldom allowed others to witness.Joy's hopeful expression faltered as Billion's gaze held hers in silence. The weight of anticipation now transformed into a palpable sense of disappointment. She had bared her feelings, laying them out in the open, but Billion's muted response left her feeling exposed and uncertain.The seconds stretched, and an uneasy tension settled between them. The city lights outside seemed to lose their luster, mirroring the dimming hope in Joy's eyes. She had expected a response, perhaps affirmation or reciprocation, but Billion's continued silence left her vulnerable to a growing sense of rejection."Mr Boulevard," she whispered, her voice carryin