Billionaire's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25 Dave brown grumbled, “Chelsea, I’m so glad you showed up. I wasn’t sure if you were still interested in the position,” he mumbled, his voice firm but with a trace of wit. “Well, I’m still not either,” she replied coolly, eager to hide all signs that she was still not over him. “Really? But you’re here anyway?”

“Yes. I’ll see how the day goes,” she stated, carving a fake smile. Dave responded with a sly grin, indicating that he finds our banter amusing. “Come with me. I’ll show you the rest of the building.”

He escorted her out of the office and back to the elevator. She took a quick breath in before entering.

“Brown Inc., doesn’t it just occupy this floor?” She asked although it is a multi-billion dollar company, stupid question, Chelsea.

“Oh, no. I own the whole building,” he grinned, a little too pompously.

“The heart of the company occupies the other floors, and then there’s the lounge up on the penthouse level, and the cafeteria on the ground level.”

There was a brief silence as she made a mental picture of the place in her head.

“I have to say, you look stunning in that dress,” he added. “I knew it would be perfect for you when I saw it.”

“You picked it out yourself?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes, I did. I wanted to.”

She gives him a confused nod and goes quiet. Damn it, that smile could melt her already hardened heart.

Dave keeps his eyes on her. “Why did it take you so long to come up? Eddy was parked downstairs for a while.”

Gazing back up at him, she creased her forehead. “I didn’t realise I was being watched?”

“Well, I was waiting for you.”

“And it’s a long drive. What did you expect?” She did not intend for it to come out as a snap, but it does.

Before he can conjure up a feisty remark, the elevator dings and they step out onto another floor.

This one was a lot louder and had a lot more people. The sound of phones ringing, files being swapped, and business chatter is almost deafening.

People move about with haste and seem to attack their tasks with tenacity.

“So, I take it these are the people that do all the work while you stay up in the penthouse and collect all the profits,” she says, trying to sound more jokey than sarcastic. She still feels a little bad for snapping at him just now.’ He lets out a small, genuine laugh. “It doesn’t quite work like that, Chelsea. You really think I just parade around in an Armani suit and live with it?” “Well, don’t you?” “I work in the field, and I guess you know what I’m talking about here.”