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Chapter 145 by Writerofsmut02 Writerofsmut02

Do you tell her your news

Yes

You think about whether you should tell her of your promtion on her big night, but you had always been a team so you tell her. "Emma, I got a promotion I am now going to be the head of casting as well as Senior VP as Angela is going to become the next CEO."

Emma's voice is filled with excitement as she responds, "Oh my god, I'm so proud of you! Congratulations on your promotion, babe. I know how hard you've worked for this."

You can't help but feel a surge of pride and happiness at her words. "Thank you, Emma. I couldn't have done it without you by my side."

"Sure, you could have but I appreciate it none the less Ricky."

As you continue driving, you can't help but think about the journey that led you to this point. The long hours, the sacrifices, the endless meetings and negotiations.

Emma's voice is filled with enthusiasm as she responds, "Awesome, babe! Riley and I have a surprise for you when you get home.

You can't help but feel a spark of curiosity as you hang up the phone, wondering what kind of surprise Emma and Riley have in store for you. You glance at the clock on your dashboard, noting that you've got just a few minutes left before you arrive home. As you drive, you find yourself mentally preparing for the evening ahead, thinking about the party and the excitement of sharing your new role with your friends and colleagues.

You pull into your driveway almost exactly 20 minutes later, the sound of the car's tires crunching on the gravel beneath. You turn off the engine and step out of the car, taking a deep breath of the cool evening air.

The sun has just set, and the sky is a deep shade of purple and pink, with a few stars beginning to twinkle in the distance. You can hear the faint sound of music coming from inside the house, and you know that Emma and Riley are getting ready for the party.

As you walk towards the front door, you see Kat, your personal assistant, through the window, organizing the help for the party. She's dressed in a sleek black dress and high heels, her hair pulled back into a neat bun. She's busy directing the caterers, making sure that everything is perfect for your big night.

You take a deep breath, readying yourself for the evening ahead, and then push open the door.

"Emma?" you call out, stepping into the foyer.

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