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.

you don’t belong here. You’d never understand how to deal with the

at scaring me are childish at best. I’d suggest you focus on

cubicle, aware of how my heel wobbled beneath

out of my league. It felt like I dropped right

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

just had to keep

Not a single bite. It was like no one would come near me with a ten

up

my purse

Aria.

the phone to my

I could hear was soft sniffles coming from the other end of

is it,” I ask worriedly. “Aria, what’s wrong?”

she wailed. “Ryan, dumped me!”

sorry,” I say apologetically.

grew louder. “I don’t want

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

for this world, Evie,”

just heading onto the elevator.”

she sniffled

soon,” I promise gently.

“Okay. Bye.”

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, I place an order

arrive about

little apartment, I kicked off my heels and shrugged off

it. A tearful Aria stands at

quickly, ushering her inside

was ‘working’ on himself,” she says with air quotations. “But we all know

know what that meant. “What does that mean?”

down again, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m

as I drew her in for a hug. “You’re not going to die

die alone,

she whines

was a real a-hole today. There’s a reason he’s number two on my

that list,” Aria says, with almost pleading

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