The Executive Floor by Belinda Wright

Author:Belinda Wright
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Troubador Publishing Ltd
Published: 2018-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

As they pulled up at Granger Finance, Chantelle started to feel nervous. The glow from the previous evening was fading as the reality of work came back to her.

‘You take the lift first. We really can’t be seen together for a second time,’ Chantelle whispered as Granger drove up to his parking space.

He gave her a sideways look, a small smile on his lips. ‘No one saw us the other day,’ he said in a mock whisper.

‘They might have, we don’t know. It is better not to take the risk,’ she said.

‘OK, OK, you’re the boss,’ Granger said, holding his hands up in mock defeat. Chantelle smiled at him and he grinned back. ‘You go first. I’ll park the car and take the next one.’ He let her out by the lift.

‘Guess I don’t get a goodbye kiss?’ He looked at her hopefully and she sucked in a shocked breath.

‘OK, didn’t think so, I was just checking.’ He laughed.

Chantelle took her bag and hurried to the lift to head up to the analyst floor. Patsy barely looked at her when she arrived at her desk and Chantelle gratefully settled down and turned on her computer. She hoped that her colleague had forgotten what she’d told her the evening before. She glanced at Patsy, who was focused on her screen.

Chantelle breathed a silent sigh of relief and opened her emails. Before she started working through them she quickly clicked open the job board. She had to make progress with her applications today. Her CV was ready. She scanned the advertisements and began writing letters.

At lunchtime Patsy turned to her. ‘OK, Miss Moulier, spill!’ Chantelle felt her cheeks burn. She bit her lip, searching for an explanation, but her mind was blank. She couldn’t lie to her friend anymore. A smile crept over her face. She was dying to talk to someone.

‘Let’s go to the kitchen,’ Chantelle whispered, glancing around the office to make sure no one was listening. She followed Patsy to the kitchen and looked away as her colleague’s eyes probed her.

‘Who is it?’ Patsy questioned. ‘Who’s the mystery man?’ Her eyes were slightly rimmed with red from staring at the screen all morning. Her curly hair was scraped back in a bun. Chantelle ran a hand through her own loose hair and let out a breath.

‘It started the other day when I was working late in the office.’ Chantelle swallowed, wondering how to say it. ‘I didn’t want to go home because I was having trouble with Neil again.’

‘Eurrgh.’ Patsy rolled her eyes. ‘That guy. Why don’t you just move out?’

‘I know, I know. I will as soon as I can. But I can’t rent another place now, not until I have a permanent job. As soon as I find something I will move immediately.’ Patsy pursed her lips. Chantelle put her hand on her arm. ‘Anyway, I was the only analyst left on the floor. Everyone else had gone home. Then Granger…’ She smiled and corrected herself. ‘Mr Carmont came onto the analyst floor.

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