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.

might be better for you to just 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. I mean, look at you. You taped your heels.”

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

my cubicle, aware of how my heel wobbled beneath me. I cursed, feeling embarrassed creep onto

It felt like I dropped right into the

out

to

of defeat. Not a single bite. It was like no one would come near me with a ten foot pole. I would suspect sabotage from my colleague, but something told me Jasper was much too confident in his abilities to want to put in the

I packed up for the night.

I pulled it from my purse and looked down at the screen.

Aria.

up her call, pressing the phone to my ear. “Hey.”

other end of the phone. “Hey,” Aria repeated. Her voice was

is it,” I ask worriedly.

wailed. “Ryan, dumped me!”

“Aria, I’m so sorry,” I say

don’t want to be alone,” she whimpers.

absolutely. Come over,” I urge. “We can order takeout and open a bottle of

world, Evie,” she says tiredly. “Are you finally

“I’m just heading onto the elevator.”

she sniffled again.

you soon,” I

“Okay. Bye.”

a cab. I used to be much less assertive than I am now. Once inside the cab, I place an order at our favorite

was set to arrive about

shabby little apartment, I kicked off my heels and shrugged off my blazer, throwing it on the couch.

tearful Aria stands at

her inside

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

what that meant. “What does

again, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m

no, babe,” I say, laughing quietly as I drew her in for a hug. “You’re not going to die

to die alone, it

hate men,” she whines

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

who’s number one on that list,” Aria says, with

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