The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 7

Everyone knew what this meant, except Kira. No one dared to cross Adrian and stayed the same. As Keira walked in, she was struck by the warmth of the room, not just the wealth. It smelled like a lazy morning, with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixing with the scent of polished oak and soft, luxurious suede.

The room didn't feel like a cold, stuffy museum, but a place where important decisions were made over a quiet drink. Everything was perfectly in its place, and the air felt still, carrying a sense of power and comfort that silently told her who was in charge.

It was as if the room was saying, without words, that this was a place where big things happened, and she was just a guest. The feeling was heavy, but comfortable, like a warm blanket on a cold day. Adrian leaned into his luxury chair behind his polished luxury table worth millions of dollars,

Kira looked around, scaring the room, then she suddenly stopped at the wall, filled with pictures of powerful people, all of them ruined by Adrian. “What are you looking at?” Adrian asked, nothing Kira, with a fearful expression on her face. "Then Adrian said, if you don't succeed, you will end up like them."

For a moment, her legs felt weak, but she stood still.

Adrian pointed toward his desk. Kira followed his hand—and froze, as she saw files, piles of them and more still coming in. “You’ll finish everything and make sure nothing goes wrong, those are financial statements, that's the task.” Kira blinked.

“ All of this?” Yes, and you've “74 hours to finish it before the board meeting.” Kira's head snapped up. “74 hours?” Adrian didn't look at her, as he stayed on the phone, then for a moment, he turned his cold attention back to her.“Yes.” Now get

to work!