Chapter 210

I spoke softly, but you could literally see the color drain from Cecilia’s face.

Just a second ago, she was all high and mighty, but now her face was flipping between red and white, like she’d hit the pause button on even thinking of a comeback.

Looks like she knew the score.

I figured that I should quit while I was ahead, but then the next second, the girl piped up, “You really know your stuff, huh? Now you’ve learned how to play hardball. But Xaviera, do you think Hogan would fall for this?”

I looked her straight in the eye, those smug apricot peepers of hers, and fired back, “Mr. Zade’s not gonna fall for my tricks, sure, but when it’s about you, Director Irwin, he might just have to think twice. What do you say?”

Cecilia choked on her words, biting her lip and looking all kinds of frustrated, and spat out, “Business is business, and personal is personal. Hogan’s always kept them separate, and he won’t mix up the two!”

Listening to Cecilia’s lame excuses, I almost burst out laughing.

Thinking back on our time working together, Hogan never kept business and personal apart.

just Cecilia’s way of trying to keep us in

but times change; this time, I can’t

arrogance anymore.

“Since it’s all about keeping things separate, next time when you decide to skip out, make sure to slip President Lott a sick note, will

popped out of her head, and

smirked and said, “You get that,

her watch and said, “But I might not make it today, as Hogan’s

thing,” I said, poker–faced. “Can’t have Mr.

Chanel tote, stormed out of the studio without

hand on my shoulder and went, “Way to be

sure you’ve got all of Cecilia’s tardiness and early leaves logged. When it’s payday, let’s have it all neat and tidy on

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couple of seconds before she nodded like a

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