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.

just give up,” he says, lowering his tone. “It’s obvious you don’t belong here. You’d

tightens. “Your attempts at scaring me are childish at best. I’d suggest you focus on your

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

felt like I dropped right

didn’t let his words deter me. I kept reaching out and searching for

had to keep looking.


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

up

phone started buzzing. I pulled it from my purse and looked down at the

Aria.

call, pressing the phone to

coming from the other end of the phone. “Hey,” Aria repeated.

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

me,” she wailed.

“Aria, I’m so sorry,” I say apologetically. “What can

want to be alone,” she

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

“You’re too good for this world, Evie,”

just heading onto

sniffled

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 place an order at our favorite Italian restaurant. I got us the whole thing– pizza,

it was set to arrive about the time

my heels and shrugged off

rang just then and I run to grab it. A tearful Aria stands at

say quickly, ushering her inside with a gentle

himself,” she says with air

what

down again, sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m going

drew her in for a hug. “You’re not going to die alone. You’ll

to die alone, it

men,” she whines

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

one on that

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