Corporate Girlfriend

HER

& Co and smiled at Pamela, the receptionis

cheerily greeted her as I

roke out on her oval–shaped face.

ame to you, though you're look

engaged!” she threw out her left hand and proudly dis

magnificent masterpiece. “Wow

y caressing the ring fondly. “I know right, Jared really outdid himse

perplexed. “I though

eyes. “I had broken up with Jam

you've been w

, thirty minutes, and s

eally happy for you, Pamie. I hope you would i

of co

I wanted to know if

ew moments ago. Are

o let him know

f her, steadily punching away at the keyboard, before she presse

Industries would be winning another prestigious client and be another step closer to clinching the

“All done, you may go on now,

you, Pamie. And good l

my smile. “Yo

towards the elevator wh

right now.” I groaned under my breath and then dug my hand i

n more. “What is it, Mia, I'm in the mi

ass back to the company, right

ther. “Why? I just left there not so lo

someplace worse. “Is the bui

from my phone for some minutes. “But it will be if you don't

ed my fingers across my forehead. Is this some ki

e, Cheryl. Please.” and

seriously or I can brush her call off and carry on wi

lly believe that

creen of my phone, sending an apology text to Mr. Grayson on the basis of an ‘importa

who gaped at me w

ryl, what

in again later in the day!” I threw ov

eron Industries. Later on, I stumbled into the all-familiar

f eerie apprehension. Nicki was missing from her position

to the elevator and fervently praye

me getting off the elevator. Visible relief passed over her face and the fee

Mia,” I threw glances around us. “Wher

” she blurted ou

ha

. Even her ever-perfect made-up face was

you need to go in there.” she thr

, already knowing what was coming. I could hea

happy with the proposal?” he boome

oon as my gaze landed on Kendra, Molly, and Frankie fro

his can't

ut we’re working on making the necessary changes-“ Kendra the bolder one began with a tin

y all flinched and drew a step back. “Do you even know how long it took to get this cli

dividing wide-eyed glances between the door and Damien, probably biddi

ting for this client with us?” he asked, a

Damien pinned her with a look so dark it will rival the

into big balls of fury. “What. Did. You. Just.

t Floyd Industries, our biggest competitor a

d in and sporadically mentally slap

ace, Chery

e to a place with its intensity. After a few minute

an, Ms. Chastai

, Cheryl. You

ed them and then I went out on a limb to save

ith identical stunned expressions on their faces. I know they're probab

Frankie, and Molly would keep their jobs but me? I wo

drink… probably has to do with the im

alm, C

ame to my notice that I was just st

fault the client is not completely satisfied with the proposal. I should have done m

ion. God, Cheryl, what none sense are

side and regarded me s

Mr. Heron, so don't blame them. It was my fault

erving moment before his voice

I mentally pleaded with them only for the traitors

r team spirit a

e. He came to a stop before me, towering over me, his incredibly broad shoulders

d right back at him. His eyes slowly roamed across my face as if he was actually seeing me

changed, crackling with the latent heat

ing what was happening. What

by the whole situation but seemed to

“I am going to let you off the hook this time, Ms. Chastain

evel when everything inside was turning into a wreck. “We'll work thr

nd leaning back in his chair. “Fine. But I want you to per

, Mr. Hero

ve of his hand. I turned to leave,

hat just happened back in there. I reached up and squeezed my ne

ffice, the traitor trio accompanied b

with her eyes wide open and nervously wriggling he

” Mia tried consoling her but grimaced as soon as the words left

is forehead. “I don't think so, Mia, he looked pretty angry b

to the c

of them heaved a deep sigh of relief at once. “But, you guys owe me

cally. “Of course, Cheryl, thank

he proposal very well this time. He might not take it lightly like this next time,” I s

or a moment there, I thought he might catch onto the lie but

nt, I thought that she had somehow seen what had transpired

r. “I still don't get it,” she sighed. “How come you manag

red. “Personal assistant luck, huh?”

me towards the direction of the elevator. “Com'on let us treat

, I shoved the remnants of that “incident” into a d

re it belongs. I