The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 3

Evie

The boss had called me into his office this morning. Dread settled in my stomach as I stepped inside and Jasper was standing there too.

“Miss Sinclair,” he says simply. “Mister Morgan. I called you both in here to discuss a rather important matter. I can’t have two interns. One of you will be let go.”

I bristle at his statement.

“The one I keep here has to demonstrate a knowledge of client acquisition that exceeds our expectations for interns. Whoever brings me the next big client will receive the role here in this office. The other will have to go.”

Jasper chuckles smugly beside me.

“Certainly, sir,” he says. “Excellence in everything, isn’t that right, Evie?”

My nails bit into my palms as anger started boiling over.

“Absolutely,” I say, feigning sweetness.

“I expect to see your client portfolios in three days,” our boss said. “I look forward to seeing what you guys bring to the table.”

As soon as we step outside his office, Jasper began his trash talk again.

“Prepare to lose, Evie,” he says with a smirk.

“I won’t lose,” I say proudly.

“Don’t lie to yourself,” he snorts. “I know you have zero prospects. It must be hard being you.”

“Oh yea? What do you have that I don’t,” I ask, folding my arms.

“My family owns the largest shipping company in the world,” he says plainly, picking at his nails.

“That’s a cowards way out,” I snort.

“It doesn’t matter,” he said quickly, a grin plastered on his face. “A client is a client. It’s not about what you know, but about who you know. It won’t matter how smart you are when you show up with nothing. I hold it all in the palm of my hand.”

I felt my stomach drop. I hated when he was right. Jasper was second on my list of most hated people I knew. Which means he was first place loser.

How fitting.

give up,” he says, lowering his tone. “It’s obvious you don’t belong here. You’d never understand how to deal with the one percent.

attempts at scaring me are childish at best. I’d suggest you focus on your clients.”

back to my cubicle, aware of how my heel wobbled beneath me. I cursed, feeling embarrassed

of my league. It felt like I dropped right into

let his words deter me. I kept reaching out and searching for the client of

had to keep

ten foot pole. I would suspect sabotage from my colleague, but something told

up for the night.

buzzing. I pulled it from my purse and

Aria.

pressing the phone to my ear.

all I could hear was soft sniffles coming from the other

is it,” I ask

me,” she wailed.

I say apologetically. “What can I do?”

sniffles grew louder. “I don’t want to be alone,” she whimpers.

quickly. “No, absolutely. Come over,” I urge. “We can order takeout and open

good for this world, Evie,” she says tiredly.

answer. “I’m just heading onto the

sniffled again.

you soon,”

“Okay. Bye.”

double time to get home. I’ve gotten much better at hailing a cab. I used to be much less assertive than I am now. Once inside the cab,

was set to arrive about the time

I stepped into my shabby little apartment, I kicked off my heels and shrugged

grab it. A tearful Aria stands at my door, still wiping her cheeks of

ushering her inside with

he was ‘working’ on himself,” she says with air quotations.

know what that meant. “What

again, sobbing uncontrollably.

in for a hug. “You’re

if anyone was going to die

hate men,” she whines in

I admit softly. “Jasper was a real a-hole today.

one on that list,”

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