CHAPTER 46
ARIA’S POV
In the aftermath of the divorce, a sense of relief washes over me as I realize that Adam and his family are no longer a part of my
life. The absence of their toxic presence is a welcome reprieve, allowing me to finally breathe freely and move forward unencumbered by their negativity.
As I contemplate Adam’s impending marriage to Sophia and the arrival of their baby, I cannot help but feel a twinge of sadness
for what could have been. The dream of starting a family of my own with Adam remains unfulfilled, but I refuse to dwell on the
disappointment. Instead, I choose to focus on the opportunities that lie ahead, the chance to pursue my own dreams and carve
out a place for myself in society.
With the weight of the past lifted from my shoulders, I feel a renewed sense of optimism and determination. No longer shackled
by the labels and judgements of others, I am free to chart my own course and define success on my own terms.
From this day forward, I refuse to be defined by the failures of my past or the expectations of others. I am not a loser, a gold
digger, or a maid–I am a woman with the power to shape my own destiny, and I intend to seize it with both hands.
Settling into my father’s house alongside my two brothers has been a transformative experience. From the moment I arrived, I
have been greeted with nothing but warmth and respect, a far cry from the hostility and judgement I faced in the past.
In this new environment, I am treated like royalty, with every member of the household from my father to the servants-
extending their kindness and hospitality towards me. The feeling of being welcomed with open arms is nothing short of
extraordinary, filling me with a sense of belonging and acceptance I never thought possible.
Joining my brother Neal Jackson’s company as the general manager has been an exhilarating experience, one that fills me with
boundless joy and excitement. From the moment I stepped into my new role, I knew I had found my calling, a sense of purpose
and fulfillment that I had long been searching for.
As I prepare for my first day at Jackson Paragon, a sense of excitement courses through me, buoyed by the anticipation of what lies ahead. With Neal by my side, I feel confident, ready to take on the challenges and opportunities that await.
As we make our way to meet the board members and other executives in the company, I cannot help but feel a sense of pride in being a part of such a prestigious organization. The prospect of being introduced to key stakeholders fills me with a mixture of nerves and excitement, eager to make a positive impression and prove myself worthy of this opportunity.
As Neal introduces me to the board members and other executives at Jackson Paragon, I can’t help but notice t
the absence of any mention of our familial relationship. With our different surnames and no outward indication of our connection, it is unlikely that
anyone would suspect we are siblings.
Despite the omission, I understand Neal’s decision to keep our relationship private in a professional setting. It allows me to stand
y own merits and prove myself based on my skills and abilities, rather than relying on any familial associations.
on my
“Miss Aria Cook is the new general manager of Jackson Paragon. Let’s wish her all the best in her new role”
“Must be his mistress! That’s why she became the general manager!”
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The whispered words cut through the air like a knife, shattering the illusion of acceptance and understanding that I had hoped to
find at Jackson Paragon.
The cruel insinuation that my appointment as general manager is somehow tied to an illicit relationship with Neal leaves me reeling with shock and disbelief.
In that moment, the sting of judgement and prejudice threatens to overshadow the excitement and optimism I had felt just
moments before. The realization that my hard–earned achievements are being tarnished by baseless rumors fills me with a sense
of outrage and indignation.
I doubt if Neal heard anything because he continues his speech
“Let’s give her a warm welcome.”
The collective sulk that spreads across the room like a dark cloud fills me with a profound sense of dismay. It is disheartening to
witness such open discontent and unhappiness with Neal’s decision, casting a shadow over what should have been a moment of
celebration and camaraderie.
Neal is not an idiot and he frowns as he notices everyone’s face and attitude. Suddenly, a senior lady decides to voice out her
opinion, which is of course, on behalf of the rest of the members present
“Based on what merit is she appointed as the new GM, while me, working here for years, deserve this position?”
The others are not baffled at that old lady’s guts. Instead, they await for Neal’s answer, while I feel so embarrassed that I am pretty sure I turned red. Is it going to be like this everywhere I go?
