Chapter 25

Dave brown grumbled, "Chelsea, I’m so glad you showed up. I wasn’t sure if you were still interested in the position," he mumbled, his voice firm but with a trace of wit.

"Well, I’m still not either," she replied coolly, eager to hide all signs that she was still not over him.

"Really? But you’re here anyway?"

"Yes. I’ll see how the day goes," she stated, carving a fake smile.

Dave responded with a sly grin, indicating that he finds our banter amusing.

"Come with me. I’ll show you the rest of the building."

He escorted her out of the office and back to the elevator. She took a quick breath in before entering.

"Brown Inc., doesn't it just occupy this floor?" She asked although it is a multi-billion dollar company, stupid question, Chelsea.

"Oh, no. I own the whole building," he grinned, a little too pompously.

"The heart of the company occupies the other floors, and then there’s the lounge up on the penthouse level, and the cafeteria on the ground level."

There was a brief sil