Where she is?

"Ethan's point of view,"

"Here is all the information you require about Parker Industries, Mr. Woods." As he placed the file on my desk, Steve said.

"Excellent work. Sometimes, you do better than I expected." As I opened the file in front of me, I said.

"Thank you, Mr. Woods." On his face, a bright blush emerged. Is he blushing because he sees me as a woman? All the compliments I've given him have been about his work, not his appearance.

"Stop acting like a teenager and go finish the remaining unfinished tasks." I was blunt with my words to him.

"Thank you; I'm sorry, Mr. Woods." Like usual, after hearing me out, he did not freak out but left my office grinning.

Now, what makes this moron smile like this when he sees me? Have horns growing on my head, or is something wrong with my face? I turned on my phone's front camera to examine my face. There's nothing on my face, yet I think I appear more dashing than normal today.

So why do I appear haughty to that obstinate Stella?

My grin is so lovely that it has the power to hypnotize anyone. I would probably have a dozen girlfriends if I had even the slightest interest in women. When I looked at Miss Parker, why didn't my killer smile perform its magic?

Because you do not grin in front of her, but you are so busy insulting her that you think nothing other than anger.

I didn't ask for your opinion, so stop talking crap. My subconscious has not missed a single opportunity to help Stella.

You either don't want to hear the truth or you don't want to accept it. My subconscious was arguing with me despite my denial. Let me concentrate on my work, and I won't dispute with you right now. I attempted to shift my attention to the open file in front of me.

"Mr. Roger, I am interested in collaborating with your company. "

"Mr. Woods, I don't understand why you suddenly worked with me when you showed zero interest in our project."

How can I now tell that guy that I still have no interest in working with him at all and that Stella Parker is the only person I am interested in?

What I want to convey is that Stella Parker's business is where my focus lies.

Oh, really? After hearing me, my subconscious mocked me.

"Mr. Roger, after carefully examining your growth record, I am confident that working with you will be extremely helpful for the wood industry."

"However, Mr. Woods, I have today given this project to a unique business." He admitted to me that he felt helpless.

"Oh, so are you rejecting me?" I asked, and my brow furrowed.

"No, Mr. Woods; I'm powerless to refuse you." He said it in a voice of fear.

"Good, Mr. Roger. I'd want to sign this contract with your business right away."

"Now, but how?" He exhibited amazement at what I said.

"Yes, Mr. Roger, my PA has just mailed you all the paperwork necessary for this deal. So kindly sign and deliver it as soon as possible."

"Okay, Mr. Woods." His tone made it abundantly clear that he did not know that I was asking him to sign such a significant contract online. I would never have agreed to this agreement with such a slacker as Mr. Roger, if I hadn't had to punish that obstinate Stella Parker.

I was in my office, concentrating on the screen of my phone. Why hasn't Stella Parker called me yet?

She should already know this, right? From what I've learned about her, she's not the type to remain quiet. She must not have learned about this until now, or she would have called me without a doubt.

I was expecting her call so much that I answered it as soon as I heard the ring, without looking at the screen to see who was calling.

"Miss Parker, you finally called me." I asked her excitedly before I could hear her voice scorching like fire from the other side.

"Are you so head over heels for that magazine girl, Ethan, that you see her reflection in your grandmother?"

Jesus, what have I done? Oh no. How will I respond to my grandmother's inquiries now?

How could I be so foolish? Why didn't I look at the caller ID before picking up the phone?

"I was expecting someone else's call, so I apologize to your grandmother." I rubbed my neck while I spoke in a tense tone.

"Yes, I am fully aware of whose call you were waiting for and why." After hearing me, Grandma laughed.

What in this situation is funny? Is Grandma mocking me with the name Stella?

Of course, you gave her a chance yourself. If someone else had been on the line instead of your grandma, he would have made fun of you in the same way. My subconscious started criticizing me.

"As you understand, there is no such thing. I was waiting for her call since I needed to talk to her about anything business-related."

"I'm your grandma, Ethan; you can fool the rest of the world, but not me. At supper tonight, your grandfather and I will wait for you. So, finish your work on time, and then go home." After saying this, Grandma ended the call.

I am fully aware of her motivations for inviting me to dinner. I could hardly get the thought of my marriage out of her mind, but perhaps it was my misunderstanding; now my grandmother will breathe easy only after getting me married.

All of this is taking place in my life because of you, Stella Parker.

"I hate you."

I replied as I pulled out the business magazine from my table's drawer and threw it in the trash. This girl has caused me a lot of trouble ever since she entered my life.

I pledge myself that I will exact vengeance on her, one by one, for whatever issues I encounter because of her.

Why doesn't she call me?

Do you think the cancellation of such a significant business deal hasn't affected her at all? I hadn't yet taken my gaze off the mobile device.

But I'm not sure in what world Stella Parker is so busy that she doesn't even give a damn about her career or her company.