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.

lowering his tone. “It’s obvious you don’t belong here.

childish at best. I’d suggest you focus on your clients.”

to my cubicle, aware of how my heel wobbled beneath me.

like I dropped right into the deep end

I kept reaching out and searching for the client of my

just had to keep looking.

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

up for the night.

buzzing. I pulled it from my purse and looked

Aria.

pressing the

sniffles coming from the other

is it,” I

dumped me,” she wailed. “Ryan,

sorry,” I say apologetically. “What can

want to

order takeout and open a

Evie,” she says tiredly. “Are you

“I’m just heading onto

sniffled

you soon,” I promise

“Okay. Bye.”

I move 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, I place an order at our

of it was set to arrive about the

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

A tearful Aria stands at my door, still wiping her

say quickly, ushering her inside with

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

bad that I didn’t know what that

uncontrollably.

for a hug. “You’re not going to die alone. You’ll always have

going to die alone, it

men,” she whines in

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

that list,” Aria says, with

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