Chapter 8

The next day, Becky's phone beeped with a job acceptance offer from the company she had applied to the night before. She jumped with joy, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She was going to have a job, and she was going to be able to support herself.

She quickly rushed to the bathroom to get ready, dressing in the only decent outfit she had.

She put on a white blouse and a pair of black pants, trying to look as professional as possible. She didn't have time to eat breakfast, and she didn't have any money to buy food anyway.

At 7:55 AM, she rushed out of her apartment building and hailed a taxi. She arrived at the company, NovaTech, at 8:00 AM sharp. She took a deep breath, smoothing out her clothes and trying to compose herself.

As she rushed to the elevator, she saw a man about to step inside. "Wait!" she called out, rushing towards him. "Can you hold the elevator for me?"

The man turned and saw Becky rushing towards him. He smiled and held out his hand to stop the elevator doors from closing. "Of course," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

Becky rushed standing in front of the elevator, catching her breath. As she looked up, she saw the man's face, and her eyes widened in shock. It was William.

"What are you doing here?" William asked, his voice low and smooth. "I thought I made myself clear that we are over? Are you stalking me now?"

“Huh?” Becky's confusion deepened, exhaustion in her voice. "I'm the one who’s supposed to be asking you that question," she said, her voice firm. "What are you doing here?"

“Just forget it!” William raised an eyebrow. "Are you entering the elevator or waiting for the next one?" he asked, seemingly to himself.

Becky glanced at her watch, realizing she was already running late. At the same time, she didn't want to be alone with William in the elevator. The jerk had hurt her so much, and she wasn't sure she could handle being trapped in a small space with him.

"Well?" William asked, his voice impatient. Becky hesitated, weighing her options. She didn't want to ride the elevator with William, but she was already late. She didn't want to wait for the next elevator and risk being even later.

With a sense of resignation, Becky stepped into the elevator, her heart racing with anticipation. What was William doing here? Or was it just a coincidence? And what did he want from her?

The elevator doors closed, and Becky felt a sense of unease wash over her. She stood as far away from William as possible, trying to avoid any physical contact.

"So, you're starting a new job here?" William asked, breaking the silence.

Becky raised an eyebrow, her expression cold. "I thought we’re over? Why the sudden interest with what I do with my life?" she asked, her voice dripping with indifference. "Whatever I'm doing is none of your business."

William's eyes narrowed slightly, but Becky didn't back down. She stared at him, her gaze icy.

"I'm just making conversation," William said, his voice smooth.

Becky snorted. "Save it," she said, her voice dismissive. "I'm not interested in small talk with you."

The elevator seemed to shrink in size as the tension between them built. Becky could feel William's gaze on her, but she refused to meet his eyes.

As the elevator stopped on a floor, and the doors opened, Becky stepped out, grateful to be free from the awkwardness of the elevator ride.

But as she turned to head to her new workstation, hopefully to meet her employer, William stopped her, his hand on her arm. "Becky, we need to talk," he said, his voice low and husky.

Becky pulled her arm away, her expression furious. "What part of 'none of your business' don't you understand?" she asked, her voice cold. "Leave me alone, William."

William's expression darkened, but Becky didn't care. She turned and walked away, leaving him standing alone in the hallway.

William sighed and watched as Becky vanished out of his sight. He couldn't believe the coincidence. His ex-wife, the woman he had thought he had left behind, was now working at the same company he had just acquired.

As the CEO of NovaTech, William had bought the company just a few days ago, and he had been busy getting familiar with the new staff and operations. He had no idea that Becky was working here, and he couldn't help but wonder how she had managed to get hired without him knowing.

William pulled out his phone and dialed his assistant's number. His assistant answered on the first ring. "Yes, sir?"

"How did I not know that Becky was working here?" William asked, his voice cold and authoritative.

His assistant hesitated before responding. "I...I thought you knew, sir. She applied for the job last night, and we didn't know you two were...separated. I thought since she was your wife..."

William cut him off. "Ex-wife. We're divorced, and I want her gone. Immediately."

The assistant apologized profusely. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know. Do you want me to...fire her?"

William's voice was icy. "I don't care how you do it. Just make sure she's out of here. I don't want to see her face around here again. She's not to be in the same place as me."

The assistant nodded, even though William couldn't see him. "Yes, sir. I'll take care of it right away."

William hung up the phone, his mind racing with thoughts of Becky and how he was going to deal with her presence in the company. He couldn't believe he had to see her every day, and he knew he had to take drastic measures to avoid her.

Best to get her fired.