Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Once, she was a princess-carefree, with no worries about money or her future. During her school years, she focused only on having fun, never learning any real skills.

Now, those big companies wouldn't even consider her. Ivy had no choice but to lower her expectations and begin with smaller jobs.

Other jobs available to her were as a cashier in a supermarket or a waitress in a restaurant. The thought of standing dumbly at a checkout counter or serving drinks to others was unbearable. Her pride wouldn't let her stoop that low-not yet.

These jobs didn't require much education, but they were exhausting and paid next to nothing. One month's salary wouldn't even cover the cost of a single dress she used to buy.

After much deliberation, Ivy decided to pursue a job with higher commissions-sales. Sales jobs didn't have strict educational requirements, and she had connections, people she could rely on.

She sent out her resonline, and soon, she was called in for an interview. Sales positions offered low base salaries, but the commissions could be considerable with good performance. Qualifications didn't matter much in this field, and Ivy, with her appearance and charm, passed the interview without much trouble.

The position was in real estate sales, and the company was preparing to launch a new project that urgently needed more staff.

The supervisor introduced Ivy to the team. "This is Ivy, our new colleague. Please help her out when she needs it." "Yes, Supervisor." After brief introductions, everyone quickly returned to their work. The team was incredibly busy, leaving Ivy unsure of what to do.

"Ivy, can you make copies of this document and distribute them to everyone?" someone asked, handing her a file.

"Oh, okay." In the past, she would have exploded at such a request, but today, she remained calm. Times had changed.

"Ivy, head to the dessert shop nearby and get everyone safternoon tea. Here's the list of what we want." Ivy had just finished handing out the copies when someone stuck a note covered in scribbled orders onto her. She wasn't here to run errands-she was here to be a salesperson. But it was her first day, and despite her frustration, she didn't dare complain. She swallowed her pride and obeyed.

The weather outside was freezing. Ivy hurried back to the office, arms full of bags. As she rushed in, someone bumped into her, sending the coffee and desserts flying. They spilled everywhere.

"What are you standing there for? Clean it up and go buy everything again!" Clenching her teeth, Ivy held back her anger. When her dignity was trampled so ruthlessly, all that remained was hatred.

She would endure. She would climb higher. One day, she would make everyone who humiliated her regret ever crossing her.

While others cand went, Ivy crouched alone, cleaning up the mess. Then, she headed back out to repurchase everything.

By the tshe returned, her body was trembling from the cold. Laden with bags, she walked into the office, but not a single person thanked her.

"Why are you so slow? If you're this inefficient, how will you ever get any work done?" "I'm sorry," Ivy said, her fingers tightly clenched. Her hands had gone numb from the cold, but she told herself to endure.

"The CEO is coming by later to inspect the project's progress. Since you're new and haven't been involved in this project, just stay sharp and don't mess up." "Got it," Ivy replied, rubbing her frozen hands. She filled a cup with hot water to warm herself.

Before she could fully thaw out, the supervisor rushed over. "Everyone, get ready. The CEO will be here soon!" "The CEO? I've heard he's really handsome, but he's so busy that he rarely gets involved in projects." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Handsor not, he's out of your league. The CEO has been engaged for a long time, and his fiancée is incredible." "Alright, stop daydreaming and cwithto greet him." "Yes, Supervisor." Everyone set aside their tasks and followed the supervisor. Ivy wanted to stay in the warm office, but she had no choice but to join them.

The team lined up on either side of the entrance. Ivy wondered if this CEO might be someone she knew. After all, back when she was the Montgomery family's princess, she had met many wealthy executives.

As she pondered, a black Bentley appeared in her view, slowly approaching. The group that had been chatting moments ago fell silent, their expressions growing tense.

The car cto a stop. Ivy couldn't help but find the scene amusing. How the tables had turned.

Once, she had been the Montgomery princess, riding in luxury cars while others waited respectfully outside for her. Now, she was the one standing in the cold, waiting.

The car door opened, and a secretary stepped out from the front passenger seat. He walked to the back door and opened it. The project manager stood nearby, bowing slightly.

A tall figure emerged from the car. The man wore a navy blue overcoat, paired with a patterned vest and shirt beneath. He exuded elegance and an air of aloofness that kept everyone at a distance.

When Ivy saw him, her heart sank.

It was him-Julian.

Her disdain for Aurora extended to Julian as well. And now, on her very I first day, she had ended up in his company. The coincidence was almost laughable.

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But just as she felt a hint of relief, she saw Julian standing quietly by the car, clearly waiting for someone.

Damn it. Could Aurora be here too? This was Julian's project-what was she doing here? The more Ivy feared something, the more likely it was to happen. A familiar figure appeared in her view.

Julian extended his hand in an inviting gesture, and a slender, fair hand adorned with a ring rested in his palm.

Everyone was curious. Wasn't it just the CEO? Who else was in the car? The hand was beautiful, and its owner must be equally stunning.

Then, a woman stepped out, dressed in a cream-colored coat. She and Julian, one in black and the other in were white, were like opposing pieces on a chessboard-different yet perfectly matched. It was Aurora. She was here.

Ivy wanted to disappear. She had been humiliated enough, but Aurora's presence made it unbearable.

She tried to make herself as invisible as possible, but the pair was already walking toward them. Please, Ivy prayed silently. Don't let her see me.

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