Véronique Perrin was usually calm, collected, and collected, but lately she had been exhausted. She was trying to take the family business to the next level, but someone seemed to be constantly ruining her plans. Although the W Cosmetic absinthe campaign featuring Elise Joly was a huge success, the presence of her secret billionaire boyfriend at the show only served to distract attention. Rumors that Alexandre Beaumont-Duran, who had already invested in the AvW Agnes project, was now also interested in a stake in W were complete nonsense, and Véronique had to explain it over and over to employees, suppliers, and business partners. Now Elise was panicking because the tabloids had also linked Alex to Eden Blair, who he had been sitting next to at the show. Véronique Perrin had written Elise an encouraging message.
I’m sure Eden has nothing to do with A.
Elise was still suspicious.
Can you do some research and confirm?
Véronique sighed and agreed. “What am I, a private investigator now?” she muttered as she headed down the hall to Eden’s office.
Eden was a little embarrassed, but also a little interested in how this had been covered. Of course, she knew nothing about Alex’s affair with Elise, but she knew his reputation well. He wasn’t exactly her type—though he was very attractive, with his chiseled features, steely gaze, and slim body. “But seriously,” she thought. “He’s too old. He’s a real ladies’ man… But how appetizing…” Her stomach clenched with excitement at the thought of him and his sly smile. The feeling quickly disappeared when an irritated Véronique burst through the office door.
“Tell me, are those headlines true?” Véronique pleaded, holding several newspapers in her hands. — This man is already a pain in my neck…
Eden interjected: — Of course not! He just sat down next to me because he thought I was Lilith and the paparazzi were exaggerating.
— Thank God, — Veronique breathed a sigh of relief. — By the way, your sister is a wonderful girl, but please don’t bring any work home so she doesn’t see anything. Agnes copies a lot of our ideas anyway—it wasn’t enough that she found out about something in advance!
Veronique was interrupted by an assistant at Eden’s door, who was carrying a huge bouquet of flowers, so big that it covered her head and half her body. Eden’s eyes widened.
— Is this for me? — she asked in surprise. Eden took the card that read:
I hope all this press coverage hasn’t been a burden to you. Xo Alex
Veronique didn’t look pleased. — Who is this from?
Eden turned around, her cheeks turning bright red.
Veronique slapped her forehead and sighed heavily… read more
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