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.

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

are childish at best. I’d

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

league. It felt like I dropped right into the deep

reaching out and searching for the

just had to keep

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

packed up

phone started buzzing. I pulled it from my purse

Aria.

pressing the phone

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

frowned. “What is it,” I ask worriedly.

me,” she wailed.

I say apologetically. “What can I do?”

grew louder. “I don’t want to be alone,” she

I urge. “We can order takeout and open a bottle of wine.

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

just

sniffled again.

soon,”

“Okay. Bye.”

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. I got us the whole thing– pizza, pasta, salad, you

set to arrive about the time

apartment, I kicked off my

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

her inside with a gentle

it off because he was ‘working’ on himself,” she says with

what that meant. “What does that

uncontrollably. “I’m going to die

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

to die alone, it was

hate men,” she whines

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

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

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