lake. Ever since she had agreed to the terms of his inheritance, his name seemed to haunt every moment of her life. He wasn't

doubt. The woman gave her a quick but professional smile, one that clearly said, *Don't waste Mr. B

s? Follow

or, amplifying the anxiety rising within her. Then they entered

. He exuded a raw, imposing presence, even sitting there. He looked up as she arrived, and for a split second, their eyes met. She f

e became almost unbearable. Isla felt the weight of his gaze and tried

y said, his voice deep

er bag at her feet. He was still watching her, impassive, analyzing her e

y you're her

I am here to... work with you

And before we go any further, let me make one thing clear. I did not ask for this situation. Your arrival he

ide her, but she forced herself to remain calm. She had expected him

firmer than she expected. "But I'm he

sing his arms over his chest. "Interesting. So tell me,

honestly. "But I'

But it's not enough. I'm not looking for people who want to learn. I need competent

n. He didn't know her, and yet he seemed to be judging her alr

red, her gaze locked with his

ying to figure out her intentions. Then, slowly, he opened a file on

osals that we have received recently. Analyze them and tell me

mplex financial terms and numbers that were already giving her a headache.

imply, though her

down at the small table. She scanned the documents quickly, but every word seemed blurry. Numbers danced b

e. His focus was absolute, and she felt a surge of frustration. Why did he wan

gs. She had to prove that she could handle this situation. She began to examine the

t her stomach churn. He stood and approached her, reaching out to ta

ked, his to

posals that seemed aligned with the company's valu

word. Isla watched his reactions, searching for a clue a

ooked up at her. "You made a few mistakes, bu

el relieved or insulted. But

r. "You have potential, Miss Evans. But if you really want to succeed h

er anger rise again. "And I don'

time, she thought she saw a genuine smile touch

ou deserve to be here. We'

. Isla felt a wave of frustration, but also a strange determination. Damian Blak