He wished she could be less demanding.

(JARED'S POV)

I scribbled my signature on the last document, relieved that I had finally tended to the last of the paperwork stacked on my table for weeks. Just as I was about to put the papers away, a knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out.

"It's Cristina, sir," my secretary replied.

"Come in."

Cristina entered, looking a little flustered. "Apologies for disturbing your work, sir, but I'm having some trouble accessing the company's database."

I nodded in understanding. Cristina is new, barely two days at the company. My previous secretary had resigned as she was relocating abroad with her fiance.

"Take a seat, and let me show you," I motioned to the vacant chair.

Patiently, I showed her how to navigate the database. And a few minutes later, she had gotten a hang of it.

"Thank you, sir," she said, rising to her feet. "I really appreciate your patience."

"You're welcome."

As she turned to leave, I called out, "Cristina?"

"Yes, sir?"

"Are you active on social media? You know, F******k, I*******m?" I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible.

She nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Alright, I need a little favor to ask."

"What is it, sir? I'd be willing to help."

"I want you to help me check out someone on both F******k and I*******m."

Cristina's expression narrowed slightly. "Sure, can I get a name?"

I paused, hesitating. What was I thinking? Am I really doing this? But I said the name anyway. "Arielle Smith, but you can check Arielle Meyers too," I added, just in case she had changed her surname to her father's. "I'll check it out."

"It's nothing serious, I just want to know what the person has been up to lately," I added.

"Alright, sir."

that, Cristina left, leaving me wondering about what I just did. I reclined back on the swiveling chair, my mind wandering. Why was I doing this? Arielle and I are divorced, I shouldn't be concerned about her life

felt the need to apologize to her, but I realized she had blocked all my numbers and

about her life, I just wanted to be sure she was doing fine, I thought, before returning to

a knock sounded on the door amidst what sounded like a

"Who's it?"

Sir. I-" her voice

was about to ask her in, the door forcefully went open and Sofia matched in, Cristina hot on her tail. I cocked my brows, surprised at the sight. "What's going on here?" I

to book an appointment, but she wouldn't listen.

lay your pathetic hands on me? Who told you I need an appointment to see my husband?" I sighed, rubbing my temples. "Cristina, I apologize for the inconvenience. "You

nodded. "Yes, sir. Sorry

the door shut behind her and faced

for?" I cut her off, trying to rein my anger

disrespected me, that was what that was about," she

it," I fired

for it? Are you being serious,

Cristina did what any sensible secretary would do.

I, Jared, book an appointment before I see you? What are you talking about? I've visited a

didn't you notice that? She doesn't know you, unlike the previous

momentarily silent, as her mistake dawned on her. But it was only fleeting as the defensive look was back on her face. "Still, it doesn't justify the way she treated a

but that's never

I have work to

refused to apologize to some lowlife secretary of yours? Come on, Jared." "Why are

made to

me, a smile suddenly appearing on her face. She stopped in front of me and placed a hand on my shoulder know you're mad. Fine,

I

apologize to

your secretary.

exhaled tiredly. "Alright,

she began to speak. "There's a charity event coming up, and I'd

the same time. "So you left the house to come here,

now ashamed of me that you don't want to be seen with

Let's talk later at home. I need to return to

budge. "No, we're going to talk

have work to do. I tried thinking

and Cristina announced, "Sir, you have a meeting.

relief, grateful for the distraction. I turned to Sofia. "You heard her, I have a meeting." Without

for the door handle and turned to face her. "Go home, Sofia. We'll talk when

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