Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Boss (Venus and Aaron) novel Chapter 25

**The Long Didn’t Say by Mark Twain**
**Chapter 25**

“You really shouldn’t have done that,” was the first remark that slipped from his lips.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean… you weren’t required to bring me the file and laptop. But you did. I had everything under control, but your efforts made a difference. So… thank you.”

Wow. The illustrious Aaron Sinclair actually capable of gratitude? Who would have thought?

“It was nothing, truly. I just knew you never attend a meeting without that particular laptop, so…” I shrugged, trying to downplay it. “It’s all good.”

At that very moment, Connor decided to make his grand entrance.

“And Venus saves the day,” he declared, flashing a grin that could light up the dimmest of rooms.

Connor had that striking good looks that disarmed you instantly—a charm that could easily derail your train of thought. He was the approachable one among us, but don’t let that easy smile fool you. When he chose to, he could be as cutthroat as any of the top lawyers in New York. After all, no one earns that title by being mediocre.

“Good evening, Connor,” I greeted him with a smile that I hoped conveyed my genuine pleasure at seeing him.

“Oh, how I’ve missed you, Venus. The new hires just don’t hold a candle to the fun we had,” he said, his tone playful and light.

During my stint at Sinclair Tech, Connor and I had developed a friendly rapport. He had a way of chatting that was as flirtatious as it was harmless.

“Well, I can’t say I’m doing any better. I’ve been utterly bored,” I chuckled, shaking my head at the monotony of my current situation.

Just then, his phone buzzed, cutting through our nostalgic exchange. He glanced at the screen and shot me a wink, that mischievous glint in his eye.

“I should take my leave. It was wonderful to see you again,” he said, his tone genuine.

“You too,” I replied, feeling a hint of disappointment at the abrupt end to our conversation.

“And just a heads up,” he added, turning to Aaron, “Richard and Caroline are waiting in the lobby. Great job today.” With that, he disappeared down the hallway, leaving a lingering sense of warmth in his wake.

Aaron offered a small nod of acknowledgment, but his demeanor told a different story. His tie was absent, sleeves rolled up, and he appeared utterly drained.

“You must be starving. I kept you waiting,” he remarked, his voice a mixture of concern and fatigue. “Shall we grab dinner before heading to the penthouse?”

“Sure,” I replied, eager for a break from the office atmosphere.

As we walked out, he casually draped his suit jacket over his shoulder and wrapped an arm around my waist, a gesture that felt both intimate and reassuring.

**18:16 Wed, Dec 17**

**Chapter 25**

Her voice was laced with condescension, and I could sense the underlying hostility.

“It’s nice to meet you, Caroline,” I replied, forcing a polite smile that felt more like a mask than a genuine expression.

She opened her mouth, likely to deliver another cutting remark, but Aaron swiftly interrupted her.

“If you don’t mind, we were just about to head home. We’re exhausted. Right, babe?”

Babe? Oh, so now he was leaving breadcrumbs for them to connect the dots.

“Yeah,” I chimed in, attempting to mirror his casual confidence, though my smile felt strained.

“Aaron, it’s rude to interrupt someone while they’re speaking. Apologize to your mother,” Richard snapped, his tone sharp and unyielding.

Mother? Right. Caroline didn’t even flinch at that title.

For a fleeting moment, Aaron’s grip on my waist turned unyielding, a silent battle of wills that seemed to pass between us. Then, just as quickly, it relaxed, though his hand remained firmly in place.

And just like that, the air thickened with an uncomfortable tension.

Well. This was undeniably awkward.