My Forbidden Billionaire: A Father's Best Friend Age Gap Romance by A.L. DeRose

Author:A.L. DeRose [DeRose, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-02-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter ten

It was going to be a better day. Lainey knew that because, as she’d left the house alongside Jill, Jill had turned to her and said, “It’s going to be a better day,” and in an effort to protect her own sanity, she was choosing to believe her. That, and if it wasn’t a better day, she was going to scream into her pillow until her head hurt when she got home. She’d left the house an hour early so that she could get everyone coffee before work. That way, she’d be early, Mr. Arnault would be impressed, and Monica would be happy right away as opposed to an hour into the day. It was almost a perfect plan except that she got to work about forty minutes early and was sitting in her car deciding between giving everyone cold coffee or looking dumb. She decided on looking dumb and walked to the building with two hands firmly clamped on the cup carrier. She would not allow the flashing images that were assaulting her brain of her slipping and spilling four venti drinks down the outfit she had borrowed to become a reality. That would remain in her mind, something to work out in a nightmare later.

When she pushed the heavy door open with her back, the building was entirely dark except for a ray of light escaping through the crack under Mr. Arnault’s door.

“Hello?” she called out.

“Hello?” he called back. She knocked on the door. “Come in.”

“I brought everyone drinks. Peppermint green tea,” she said, setting his down on a coaster. He smiled warmly at her, his expression a bit amused.

“Bit early, are we?”

“I guess so,” she responded sheepishly.

“You look nice,” he told her seriously, his eyes glittering form underneath his heavy, dark eyebrows. “Thanks for the tea.”

“You’re welcome. I won’t clock in,” she teased.

“You can put Monica’s latte in the microwave right before she gets here. She won’t notice, I promise,” he assured her.

“Okay, I will.” She left his office, a little thrown off by how he had yet again read her mind. She left his office and sat awkwardly in silence in the break room, waiting to hear the cue of the door opening, so that she could surreptitiously heat Monica’s latte. However, when the door did open and she stood to carry out her quest, people didn’t drip into the office like usual. Rather, they seemed to be blown in by the wind, racing from room to room, all stopping to talk to Mr. Arnault.

“Lainey, what are you working on?” Monica asked her, hanging her coat up and cramming her head into Lainey’s workspace so that their ears were almost touching.

“I’m just unsubscribing from the junk emails like before,” she responded tentatively, sensing it was the wrong answer.

“No!” Monica yipped harshly before breathing in deeply. “Sorry, no, today I need you to do my job while I work on something for Mr. Arnault.”

“What is going on?”

“Someone is claiming they came up with his idea before he did.

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