The Wife He Never Meant to Love (Lila and Damon) novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292

Lila stared at the spreadsheet, her brow furrowed in concentration. The numbers didn’t just tell a story-they whispered secrets, secrets that seemed deliberately hidden. The suspicious account transfer she had discovered earlier gnawed at her sense of justice. She leaned forward, her pen tapping against the edge of her desk as she reviewed each entry. Something was wrong, and she wasn’t about to let it slide.

Ina, sitting quietly in the corner, observed her friend with a faint smile. She knew Lila’s instincts were rarely wrong. She’s going to uncover it all, Ina thought, shaking her head slightly. She enjoyed these little office dramas from the sidelines, and she knew today’s confrontation would be explosive.

“Sir,” Lila’s voice cut through the hum of the office, firm and unwavering, “there’s an irregular transfer here. Could you explain why it doesn’t match the approved documents?”

The senior accountant froze. His eyes darted to the manager of the department, silently pleading for support. Lila’s gaze, sharp and unyielding, bore into him like a spotlight. Hesitation is weakness, she thought. And weakness will be exposed

here.

“Well” Lila pressed again, her tone edged with authority.

The manager, caught off guard, swallowed. She hesitated before speaking. “I… I didn’t question it,” she said carefully, holding up a document. “He presented this as approved from your office.” Her hand extended, revealing a paper stamped with Damon’s signature.

Damon, leaning casually in his chair, raised an eyebrow and smirked. A stamp? That’s it? he thought, amusement flickering across his features. “You accepted this?” he asked, voice sharp, tinged with disbelief. “With only a stamp, no signature? Even I could replicate this. Any fool could ask Bryan to copy a stamp. Hell, even a child could do it.”

Ina’s eyes sparkled with quiet mischief as she glanced at Lila. Really, Mr. Blackthorne? You could copy her signature? she seemed to say without a word.

Lila rolled her eyes subtly, refusing to give in to the teasing. Focus, Lila. Don’t let the drama distract you. But.. why does he always seem to hold everything in control? Even now.

From the corner of his eye, Damon observed her. His gaze softened, almost imperceptibly. My love, he thought, a silent vow forming in the recesses of his mind. I will protect you in this lifetime. His thoughts drifted, unwillingly, to memories of another life-a life where he and Lila had already been bound by contracts, a marriage license signed, mornings shared over breakfast. He had walked into that life fully prepared to keep her by his side, only to let distractions pull him away. Maddy He hadn’t loved her. Only pity. Yet his focus on her had caused the ruin of his and Lila’s life together Now, he would not repeat the mistake.

Bryan’s voice jolted him back to the present. “Mr. Blackthorne, is there anything you’d like to add?”

Damon’s expression hardened for a moment before he exhaled slowly “Nothing else Inform HR this is their last day It they refuse, we’ll see them in court.” He added, softer, almost tenderly, “Lila, come to my office”

Bryan left the office stunned, walking down the corridor in disbelief Did he just call her Lala’ Not Ms. Everith? he thought. shaking his head. I must be imagining things. That’s too familiar. Too personal

At her cubicle, Lila gathered her belongings, aware of every gaze in the office as heads turned toward her They’re staring because of me, because of the way I handled that meeting, she realized I can’t falter now Simon, who had been conversing with her moments earlier, nodded politely and left, leaving her momentarily alone in the hallway, walking a tightrope of anxiety and determination.

Bryan approached her with a smile, trying to ease her tension. “The boss wants to see you.” he said.

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Lila nodded, keeping her expression neutral, and followed him down the hall, feeling the weight of every pair of eyes on her back. Just stay calm. Answer honestly. Don’t let fear show. She repeated it silently like a mantra, gripping the strap of her bag a little tighter.

Damon’s office was quiet, sunlight streaming through the blinds in angled stripes that painted golden lines across the floor. It felt warmer here, almost safe compared to the tense battlefield of the conference room. He handed her a file-not the marriage contract he wanted to offer, but the position he had carefully considered for her.

“I can’t accept this,” Lila said softly, her voice steady though her mind raced. I’ve worked for positions like this before. But… with him? The proximity, the tension, the expectations… can I really handle it?

Damon’s gaze lingered on her. He didn’t need her response immediately. He watched every flicker of doubt, every subtle hesitation, every small sigh of uncertainty. She doubts herself, always. But I see the brilliance she tries to hide. That’s what I need. That’s what this company needs… and what I need by my side.

“With your skill and knowledge, you’re more capable than anyone else,” he said finally, his tone steady and commanding. “I need you here.”

Lila swallowed hard, glancing down at the folder in her hands. He believes in me. More than I believe in myself right now. But is that enough? Can I trust that I’ll survive this without getting burned?

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