Beneath Her Bastard Boss

Chapter 101

Monday started with another rejection for a job she had applied for.

Sutton stared at the email on her screen… it was short. She wasn’t suitable for the role. What a joke. She could

write code in her sleep. Just because she was a model didn’t make her stupid.

She sat there for a second longer than she should’ve, cursor hovering over the trash icon. Then she hit delete.

Because if she didn’t, she might have replied to their email in a very unprofessional way. She was ready to scream

every version of frustration in her head before she even logged in.

Stacey, sitting beside her, heard her sigh. “You okay?”

The younger girl worked on reception with her. Three days a week.

“Hmm…” Sutton turned and looked at the woman.

“I asked if you were okay… You let out a huge sigh? Bad news?”

“No… No bloody news, more like it.”

“What?”

Sutton shook her head. “Nothing. It’s not important.” Well, it was, but she wasn’t about to talk about it.

She shifted in her seat and winced. The baby had started pressing down harder. Her OB said it was normal, something about head engagement and pelvic pressure, but it felt like being punched from the inside out.

She rubbed at the ache under the desk and took a sip of lukewarm tea she’d forgotten about. Ethan had brought it this morning, along with a note written on a napkin that just said: “If today sucks, let me be your buffer. If today.

doesn’t suck, it’s a trap.”

Jake was one of the men that had arrived with Nicole. He was so different from that bitch. At first Sutton had

thought it was fake, but he was nice. And kind.

She didn’t smile, but she kept the napkin.

The elevator dinged. Sutton didn’t look up.

By the sound of the heels hitting the tiles she know who is was. Nicole.

of the corner of her eye Sutton saw her move straight to reception, hair

didn’t even

said, too

the cow was going to

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Just remember tick–tock. He’ll be here by next week. I don’t want the first thing he sees to be a human incubator with swollen ankles. Found

didn’t answer. She’d learned not to

tapped the desk. “You

yet,” Sutton said flatly. She didn’t know what Nicole’s problem was. Surely

women before. It just didn’t make

“But you are… distracting.”

her. Nicole didn’t

coffee, or are you just here for

“I’ve already prepped the CEO. He

you?”

and walked

as she was out of sight, Sutton headed to the coffee machine and

was crackers and ginger ale. She was

both of them pretending they weren’t watching Nicole hold court with

like she

chess piece,” Jake muttered low. “Like she’s waiting for

didn’t answer

hell enough, I’ll leave

“Are you?”

looked down at her belly. “I’ve got two more interviews this week. I’m not dumb, Jake. Cyber10 didn’t hire. me because they liked me. I was a stopgap. A body

napkin, started folding it.

sweet,” she said, “but

for the software you’re building and shove it in her

in case.”

still coding. Quietly. Something she did at her desk in five–minute windows between answering calls

because I feel sorry for Cyber10 if he is. It was bad enough with

he isn’t. If he wasn’t so straight, I’d

he knows everyone’s names

faces. I don’t think he’s ever

silently saying, I’ll believe it when I see it. Because

be any

use.” Some admin intern cried in the