CHAPTER 55
ARIA’S POV
As I step into the sleek and modern lobby of Wellington Enterprises, the atmosphere exudes an air of professionalism and
sophistication. The walls adorned with abstract art and the polished marble floors reflect the company’s commitment to
excellence.
Busy employees move purposefully about, their attire crisp and professional, adding to the ambiance of a well–established
corporate environment.
As I make my way to the meeting room, passing through rows of cubicles and glass–walled offices, I can’t help but be impressed
by the efficiency and orderliness of the workspace. It is evident that Wellington Enterprises prided itself on maintaining a high standard of organization and productivity.
Upon meeting the CEO, his youthful yet confident demeanor immediately command attention. His office, adorned with tasteful
furnishings and adorned with accolades and awards, speak volumes about the company’s success and prestige.
“Welcome to Wellington, Miss Cook.”
With each handshake and welcoming gesture, I feels the genuine warmth and hospitality that permeate the corporate culture of
Wellington Enterprises.
Finally being in the company I’ve always dreamed of working with feels like a milestone achieved. During my time at the Millers,
I heard rumors that Wellington Enterprises only entrusts projects to deserving companies.
Being here now validates those rumors and reinforces the sense of accomplishment I feel. It’s a testament to my hard work and dedication, and being part of this esteemed organization is a realization of a long–held aspiration.
“Shall we proceed?”
Mr. Clark Wellington guides me to his office and oh, Lord, when I step in, someone is already sitting there.
Adam!
My horror spikes as I lay eyes on Adam, impeccably dressed in a smart suit, his hair slicked back, and his posture exuding a calm confidence. The sight of him sends a shiver down my spine, stirring up a mixture of unease and apprehension.
“What’s going on?”
The words automatically come out of my mouth and Clark seems baffled.
“Is something the matter?”
Now, I find myself caught in a dilemma. As much as I want to address the private matter concerning Adam, Thesitate to divulge sensitive information to a stranger, especially one with whom we may potentially form important business relations.
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It’s a delicate balance between personal integrity and professional decorum, and I must tread carefully to navigate this situation. without jeopardizing either aspect.
I settle into the expansive confines of Clark’s office, the sheer size of the space a proof to his status and influence within Wellington Enterprises. The room exudes an air of authority and sophistication, with tasteful décor and impressive furnishings adorning every corner.
As I take my seat, I can’t help but feel a sense of awe at the magnitude of the environment in which I find myself.
Despite my efforts to focus on the meeting with Clark, I can’t ignore the gleeful glint in Adam’s eyes.
In an attempt to diffuse any potential tension, Adam extends his hand for a handshake as a gesture of civility. Reluctantly, I
accept the gesture, though I quickly withdraw my hand, creating a subtle but undeniable distance between us.
Despite the façade of politeness, there is an underlying tension that lingers, hinting at the unresolved issues between us.
Clark informs me that since Miller and Jackson have received the same score during the selection for handling their projects, he
has decided to give a fair chance to both companies. It is too late for me to say anything because first of all, it has been a rocky
journey before reaching here..
Indeed, our divorce should theoretically mark the end of any personal entanglements with Adam. It’s not uncommon for divorced
Individuals to maintain a professional relationship despite their past history. Many people successfully navigate working
relationships with former spouses or partners, choosing to prioritize their professional responsibilities over personal differences.
While the past may linger in memory, it shouldn’t overshadow our ability to work together effectively in a professional capacity.
I have no idea how Adam got here, but I don’t have time to think about all these things because I simply don’t care. He must have seen potential in the same project and applied for it, just like us. But I really do not want to work with Adam. I’ve had enough of
seeing him in my life.
“Are you both ready to work on this project with us?”
Clark’s question jolts me.
