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.

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.

at scaring me are childish at

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

It felt like I dropped right into the deep end without my floaties.

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

had to

Not a single bite. It was like no one would come near me with a ten foot pole. I would suspect sabotage from

up for

started buzzing. I pulled it from my purse and looked

Aria.

the phone

from the other end of the phone. “Hey,”

frowned. “What is it,” I ask worriedly. “Aria, what’s

she wailed.

I’m so sorry,” I say apologetically.

“I don’t want to be

nod quickly. “No, absolutely. Come over,” I urge. “We can order takeout and open a bottle of wine.

sadly. “You’re too good for this world, Evie,” she says tiredly. “Are you

answer. “I’m just heading onto

she sniffled again.

see you soon,” I promise gently.

“Okay. Bye.”

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

arrive about the

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

A tearful Aria stands at my door, still wiping her cheeks

inside

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

didn’t know what that

uncontrollably. “I’m

say, laughing quietly as I drew her in for

going to die alone, it was probably

hate men,” she whines in

softly. “Jasper was a real a-hole today. There’s a reason he’s

number one on that list,” Aria says, with almost pleading

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