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.

tone. “It’s obvious you don’t belong here. You’d never understand how to deal with the one percent. I

“Your attempts at scaring me are childish at best. I’d suggest you

my heel wobbled beneath me.

so out of my league. It felt like I

me. I kept reaching out and searching for the client of my

had to keep

wave 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

up for

from my purse and

Aria.

picked up her call, pressing the

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

I ask worriedly. “Aria, what’s

me,” she wailed. “Ryan, dumped me!”

I say

louder. “I don’t want

absolutely. Come over,” I urge. “We can order takeout and open a bottle of wine. Maybe watch a movie?”

too good for this world, Evie,” she says tiredly. “Are you

answer. “I’m just heading onto the

sniffled again.

soon,”

“Okay. Bye.”

gotten much better at hailing a cab. I used to be much less assertive than I am now. Once inside the cab, I

set to arrive about the time

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

doorbell rang just then and I run to grab it. A tearful Aria stands at my door,

in,” I say quickly, ushering her inside

says with air quotations. “But we all know what that

what that meant. “What does that mean?”

sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m going

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

die alone, it was

men,” she

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

on that

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