Valerie’s POV
“Miss Woods…Or should I say, Mrs. Darwins,” Boris smirked, voice soaked in parody.
I didn't flinch. “Gentlemen, shall we begin immediately?”
“I have other high-priority Businesses on my schedule.” I cleared my throat before gesturing for him to a place to sit with the aid of my hand.
“Of course,” Fischer nodded gently.
“But sorry, that last name rings a bell. Did you just say Mrs. Darwins? As in Ethan Darwins?”
My heart raced, palms sweaty as my fingers trembled. “Why did it have to be this man?” I thought to myself.
I smiled tightly. “It would be better if we focus on the proposal, the reason why we are seated here. So, shall we?”
“Why sure, Valerie. Come on, have a seat. You don’t have to be scared.”
I swallowed hard. I saw what he was trying to play on me right
