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& 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
en Damien pinned her with a look so dark it will rival the
into big balls of fury. "What. Did. You. Just.
ut 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