The new intern is a mogul Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sexy Mogul once and for all. Now I just have to close the deal.

Dylan noticed my gaze and immediately pulled a sad face, apologizing meekly, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Grant. I shouldn't have gotten ahead of myself." Hearing this, Serena became even more protective and snapped at me unhappily. "Matthew Grant, what's with that attitude? I'm making a reasonable request for an employee, and that's wrong now?" I scoffed, feeling my anger rise just looking at her. "How is paying over ten thousand dollars a reasonable request? Serena, I've already been more than fair to Dylan. His fellow interns only make four thousand dollars!" Serena trembled with rage. She raised her chin and argued stubbornly, "But Dylan is the hardest working one among them, isn't he?

She paid for fast internet because she hated waiting. The headline hit her in the chest like a physical thing. **DISGRACED OMEGA RETURNS AS TECH MOGUL — INSIDERS CLAIM BILLIONAIRE'S RISE FUELED BY 'SPECIAL ARRANGEMENTS'** Below it, a photograph from her NovaTech IPO. She remembered the moment—she'd been looking at the trading floor, watching the numbers climb, and someone had caught her mid-expression. The camera angle was cruel. It made her look hungry. Desperate. Like someone who'd clawed her way up on her back instead of her hands.

LYRA’S POV “An internship,” I repeated, the sarcasm dripping from my voice. “At Blackwood Capital. The company that’s so prestigious and so exclusive. The one that told me I wasn’t even worth the time for a proper interview.” I took a step forward, my earlier hunger forgotten, replaced by a hot, sharp anger. “What’s the game? Is this some new way to humiliate me? Get me into the office and have everyone point and whisper? ‘There’s the stripper the bosses are fucking’?”

I say pretending like I am going to give him my bowl of food, but I pull it back to me. “Hey! That’s not fair,” he says, whining like a child. “Do you really think I would be nice to you, mister?” “Yeah, yeah, sure. For a minute I forgot who I am dealing with.” “Would you go away so I can eat in peace?” I say waving him off. “Aha! Bye, woman,” he says raising his hands. “Yes! Bye.” After I finish eating, I go outside and get into my burgundy G-wagon to drive to the office. I hope the CEO is a nice person because some of the new interns and I will be working closely with him.

I laughed. Morgan sighed. “Sadly it won’t be very long. As part of my side of the deal, there are a couple things I need to take care of.” “What? Now you’re their lap dog?” I looked at Morgan, worried. “Don’t worry, it’s nothing blue scroll related. Just some under the rug stuff they need.” Max put his drink down. “Why would they need you though? They have the resources.” “It’s a new drug. Apparently it’s called Nova? Supposedly, it makes your eyes look like a galaxy if you take it.”

Everest also got a frown. “My name is Taggart Kellent. As you all know, I’m the CEO of Excellor. I hope you can spend your entire internship program well and be part of Excellor in the future,” Taggart said in a short formal speech to welcome the interns. He was cold and expressionless. Hence, he was worried, but he stayed calm. Luke watched him from behind the interns. He knew that Taggart was looking for Pearl Rosenthal. Now, he was never going to find her anyway. Pearl should be dead, unfortunately.

Ow. But that’s not the issue here. It’s that someone called for me. I’m the only new girl in the intern area today and every single one of the other interns is avoiding me like the plague. That’s what happens when they know I’m Xavier King’s daughter. As in, the King of Luca&King Law Group. They either kiss my ass or avoid me.