- 7.
The karaoke bar was just a side hustle. I had a
day job too. On Monday, a new client arrived at
the office. My coworkers were buzzing. “Heard
this guy’s a genius. He originally designed this
software to find someone.” “Who?” “His ex, I
think.” My stomach churned. A bad feeling
crept in. “Did he find her?” “No idea. The
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software’s not finished yet, but investors are
pouring money into it. Huge potential. That’s
why our boss wants to partner with him.” I
gathered the necessary documents. Ethan’s
voice drifted from the meeting room. “I need to
think about the partnership.” I pushed the door
open, placing the files on the table. Ethan’s
eyes locked onto mine. “What are you doing
here?” “Working,” I replied. This was my main
job. My boss looked curious. “Maya, you know
Mr. Jones?” I hesitated, then said, “We’ve met.”
“Just met?” Ethan’s voice was tight with anger.
I couldn’t understand his anger. Wasn’t he the
one who walked away without a second
thought? He pointed at me. “Mr. Lee, I’ll sign
the contract, on one condition. Maya Evans
becomes my personal assistant.” My boss
agreed instantly, not even giving me a chance
to object. They were in meetings all day. In the
evening, I grabbed my bag, ready to leave.
Ethan blocked my path. “Where do you think you’re going? I haven’t dismissed you.” “Mr.
Jones, I can’t work late today. I have
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somewhere to be.” “Where?” “I have to deliver
food.” Ethan stared at me in disbelief.
