Page 32 of Bad Girl
“I’m a systems tester. I have been for three years. Your supposed pay progression doesn’t include people like me.” I drawled the last bit.“Plebs.”
“Do you need a hand, Nika?” Francis asked, rushing towards me.
“Ms Horvat.” His voice cut clean across hers.“Why don’t you come into my office and we can discuss this further.”
“No thank you. I have work to do.” I raised my eyes to his at last.“You don’t want to be late in delivering the end product to the client, do you?”
He wasn’t happy. There might as well have been an actual cloud hanging over his head. This man was used to getting his way — in every aspect of his life.
“You may email me if you have any pertinent questions regarding the project,” I said, closing my laptop and turning to Francis.
She was ready to leave. I think the entire meeting may have traumatised her.
He was going to fire me and I just didn’t give a damn anymore.
We walked out.
Down the corridor.
Into the lift.
And only then did I breathe.
“Seriously?” Francis choked out the moment the doors closed.“What was that?”
“What? It was the presentation,” I said, glancing at my wristwatch to avoid eye contact.
“My boobs never stood a chance,” she grumbled.“I couldn’t decide if I should get a fire extinguisher or call the police to report a possible homicide.”
“You watch too many American crime shows,” I said, chuckling.
“How do you know?” She narrowed her eyes at me.
“We don’t say homicide.”
“Hm. True.”
She didn’t say anything further. Once we were outside, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
I reached the boundary of the office property when I felt him.
His eyes.
Watching.
I turned and scanned the building until I found the correct floor for the exec level. The dark outline of his body was clear against the glass. My new eyesight made it all possible.
I raised my hand and waved.
By the time I finished blinking, he’d vanished.
He was more than a CEO.
And I was going to find out what his secret was.
Chapter 17
Conrí
