Chapter 851
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Mercer gave her a brief look, then stepped into the office.
The moment the door closed behind them, the office outside, previously hushed in anticipation, erupted into quiet murmurs.
âHe mentioned personal matters? Iâm so curious about the details.
â
âNancyâs really something, isnât she? Always so low-key, yet sheâs caught the eye of a star singer.
Imagine that.
And who knows? With Mercerâs influence, perhaps the firm has a fighting chance to rebound.
â
âJuliet, whatâs your game?â
A female employee Juliet was creeping closer to Nancyâs office, silencing her colleagues with a finger to her lips.
âQuiet! Iâm trying to catch what theyâre discussing!â
Once the door was shut, Mercer cornered Nancy against the wall, his anger evident.
âNancy, have you lost your senses? What were you thinking, doing that to me?â
Nancy faced his intense look, aware of Mercerâs outrage over her previous actions, yet surprised by his direct approach.
There seemed to be a rustle at the door, likely eavesdroppers.
Nancy seized Mercerâs tie, pulled him closer, and retorted softly, âApologies, but I say what I think.
Is a tantrum necessary? Oh, did I upset you? My apologies.
â
âStill defiant, I see?â Mercerâs voice was low and tense.
âSo, you slept with me then brushed me off? You seemed eager enough last night.
Have you forgotten? And Iâm bad in bed, you say?â
Nancy maintained her composure, her face warming slightly.
âI was intoxicated.
I couldnât help it.
â
Adopting a mature stance, she folded her arms.
âLetâs move on.
Erase last night from memory.
No resentments.
â
Mercer, taken aback, managed to say, âWhat?â
âIâve got work to do.
Unless thereâs official business, Iâd ask you to leave.
â Nancy held his gaze calmly.
Mercer, smirking, remembered the previous nightâs events, feeling a twinge of bitterness.
âGoing to meet another man? Hereâs an offer: Iâll outbid them.
Just spend time with me.
â
Mercer acted like he didnât care, reaching out to lift Nancyâs chin.
Nancy was left speechless, feeling demeaned.
Did he really see her that way?
She wanted to slap him, yet he caught her hand, drawing his face close to hers.
Their proximity made her pulse quicken.
As he moved as if to kiss her, she tensed, eyes tightly shut.
But the anticipated kiss never came.
Confused, she was about to look when she heard his taunting whisper.
âNo flinching this time? Looks Like youâre set for a kiss.
Nancy, letâs be real, you had fun last night, didnât you?â
Nancyâs cheeks burned with anger, her pride forgotten, she exclaimed, âMercer Aston!â
The listeners outside were taken aback by her loud voice.
What was happening inside?
They had been eavesdropping and heard only her sharp exclamation.
They were baffled.
Did Nancy just lash out at Mercer? So, their speculations were off the mark? Wasnât Mercer there to assist her?
With their company facing challenges and Nancy as the acting leader, could she afford to alienate this star singer?
They looked at each other, wondering if they should start job-hunting.
Regaining her composure, Nancyâs voice softened, âMercer, what do you really want?â
With a smirk, Mercer leaned in and said plainly, âIâve been clear, I want you to spent time with me.
â
Just as Nancy was about to react, her phone rang.
Meeting her glare, he stepped back.
Nancy took the call, addressing another request to end a contract.
Despite her turmoil, she remained composed.
âMr.
Mosby, canceling a contract just because another firm is interested doesnât align with our agreement.
Our contract is specific⦠If thereâs something youâre unhappy with, let us know.
Weâre open to discussions as long as itâs feasibleâ¦â
Hearing her humble words, Mercer couldnât help frown.