Beyond our deal

en's

ot to Caldwell Enterprises fifteen minutes early. I

ifficult to finish in a single day, along with mountains of

glancing at me, "you'll have to manage these contracts, set up my weekly schedu

rk before me, I blinked.

d as he finally turned to

pping the folde

per, I don't put up with incompetence. Let's ch

panic that was building

ts of documentation. I hardly had time to eat, much less breathe. Every time I

file on my desk. Within the next hour, I need

hat was about to come o

s strain on my brain and hands made typing painful.

break to eat. I was attempting to keep things in order as I rearranged his desk when I noticed somet

nt c

looked around to make sure I was alone myself. Aside from the slig

l. This was no haphazard scrawl. My cu

ect, no. However, why was it present?

it hold? A letter of termination? An examination? M

he air like a razor before I co

gasped. My hand jerked back as thoug

"I was just cleaning up your desk." Bu

he envelope. With deliberate and incisive movements, he ap

y as he tucked the envelope into his jacket po

hispered, swall

gh he could read my mind. Then he turned and wal

What did that envelope contain? My name was on

I knew one thing for sure: there was m

rnoon. There was a wave of whispers, heads turning toward the gl

cy, one of the assistants, as a

couture dress fit her perfectly, and every stride she took in her high heels was purposeful, and contro

arcy muttered, barely audible.

er before I could comprehend what that meant. She took off her sunglasses

voice was silky yet

her, I straightened up. Lauren

a sneer that stopped short

e. Dennis emerged from his office before I c

a cold, clipped voice. "

came to see you, darling." Her comments, howe

he crossed his arms. "We h

lance before adding, smiling mischievously, "But maybe we should talk in p

arper, leave us," wi

id as I hurried

ir angry exchang

her here? Vic

ou have no business dea

world," Victoria yelled.

what she was saying, it still h

toria departed. However, a new message buzzed

he number, and the me

e, stay away from

e TV. What kind of person would send t

a shadow moved past the glass doo

led, my voi

ans

hed out of the office, panic and