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 one percent. I mean, look at you. You taped

are childish at best. I’d

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

felt like I dropped right into the deep

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

to keep

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

up for

from my purse and looked

Aria.

call, pressing the phone to

other end of the phone. “Hey,”

“What is it,” I ask

dumped me,” she wailed. “Ryan, dumped

deeply. “Aria, I’m so sorry,” I

want to be alone,” she

order takeout and open a bottle of

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

I answer. “I’m just heading onto

she sniffled

see you soon,” I promise gently.

“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, I place an order at our favorite Italian restaurant.

set to arrive about the

little apartment, I kicked off my heels and shrugged off

it. A tearful Aria stands at my

in,” I say quickly, ushering her inside with a gentle hand. “What happened?”

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

felt bad that I didn’t know what

breaks down again, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m

laughing quietly as I drew her in for a hug. “You’re

was going to die alone, it

men,” she whines in

a-hole today. There’s a

who’s number one on that list,”

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