Jilted Ex-wife Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 The Trap’s Set

Despite being seated, Darya had the more commanding presence.

Sharon locked eyes with the vice president and had to take a step back.

The woman had a penetrating gaze, she thought.

‘I was just trying to share my insight.‘ She softened her voice. ‘After all, I’ve been on the job a lot longer than

you. It doesn’t hurt to listen to others‘ advice, you know.‘

She hoped Darya got the message.

Sharon had done her research.

Darya Miller used to be married to Micah Cavanaugh, but the word on the street was, she was tossed out after

Micah found someone new.

Then she hooked up with Avery McAllister, who got her the position of vice president at Paragon.

For the three years before that, Darya was a full–time housewife.

Sharon was pretty sure the woman had never held a proper job before.

If she knew what was good for her, Darya Miller would follow Sharon’s suggestion.

Sharon lowered her eyes and smiled, hiding her derision.

She had worked her butt off at the company for years.

The position of VP rightfully belonged to her.

But she was confident that Darya wouldn’t be able to hold on to the job for long.

She had a plan.

If Darya ignored her advice and went ahead with the Solaro project, Sharon would step up and save the day when the project crashed and burned under Darya’s ineffective leadership.

If Darya listened to her and went with Kemp Industries, she would be walking right into the trap Sharon had

set.

Either way, Sharon would come out on top.

Darya didn’t need to be a mind reader to know what was going on in her subordinate’s head.

Sharon’s self–satisfied smile told it all.

‘I’ll think about it. You are dismissed.‘ Darya set the file aside.

Sharon paused at the door and took in the spacious office, tastefully decorated.

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This would soon be hers, she thought.

Darya waited for the door to close before dialling the company’s internal line.

Glen Chasey appeared in front of her desk three minutes later.

The capable executive assistant was Avery’s right–hand man, currently on loan to Darya.

‘Yes, Miss McAllister.‘ Glen was one of the select few at the company who were aware of Darya’s real identity.

‘Just Darya’s fine. And I’m Darya Miller while I’m at Paragon.‘

‘Of course, Miss Miller.‘ The assistant wore a pair of gold–rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge.

But instead of looking professorial, he gave off the vibe of a shrewd, calculating businessman.

Perhaps it had something to do with the sharp glint in his eyes.

‘Andrew Corbyn sits on the board of Solaro. You know him?‘

‘Yes. I’ve dealt with him several times in the past.‘

‘Good. Could you set up a meeting for me? You have access to my work calendar. Pick any date and time that

works. The sooner, the better.‘

‘I’ll get right on it.‘

‘Thanks.‘

Glen was already pulling up Andrew Corbyn’s number as he left the office.

Time passed quickly when one was busy.

Other than the Solaro project, Darya had plenty more work to do.

Paragon wasn’t just involved in the energy sector.

As the vice president in charge of business expansion, she had to familiarise herself with all the major

operations.

By the time she looked up from a pile of reading materials on cloud–based banking solutions, it was half past

twelve.

Her shoulders and back complained of the long hours of sitting.

Darya stood up, stretched, did a few yoga moves and took a walk around the office.

Bianca knocked once before entering. ‘I brought you lunch.‘

She’d just returned from a client meeting and passed a bistro on the way.

“Thanks. What am I having?‘ Darya fetched two cups of coffee for her and her friend.

‘Chicken salad tossed with green mango, wild grains, and pickled ginger dressing.‘ Bianca set down the bento box in one hand.

‘You’ve got something else there.‘ Darya saw Bianca hiding her right arm behind her back.

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‘Nothing gets by you. Bianca produced a bouquet of red roses. ‘Ta–da!”

‘Another admirer of yours?‘ Darya smiled. ‘Let me guess, is it Archie in Accounting, or Sam in Marketing?