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My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag
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Synopsis
Feel-Good Story
Familial Bond
Plot Twists
Girl Power
Multiple Identities
Nanny
Biological Family
Regret
Revenge
Every time my assistant booked a private room for me, he brought his girlfriend along. I let it slide. The room was on his way home anyway. Then today I pushed the door open and found a sticky note slapped on the head chair: "Freeloaders not allowed." I peeled it off and turned to him. "What's this about?" His girlfriend was already sitting in the head seat, glaring at me. "Can't you read?" she snapped. "Mooching off my boyfriend every damn day. Have you no shame?" "If you can't afford Michelin, don't show up. I can't stand cheap old hags like you. Honestly, if I lived your life, I'd kill myself." I just stared at her, baffled. Justin rushed over and lowered his voice. "Boss, I'm so sorry. She thinks I'm paying for this dinner." "She's a bit of a princess. Doesn't like sitting with people who can't keep up. Tell you what. Let us eat first, and you can order after we leave." Then he took my black card and handed it to the server. I stood there for a second. Then I picked up my phone and called the restaurant manager. "Send security to the private room. Someone stole my card. Call the police."
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My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 10
Two weeks later, the locket came back.Edmund Hale brought it to the office himself.He opened a small wooden box. The locket was lying on dark blue velvet.The cracks were filled with gold.Four veins of gold running along the broken lines. They crossed each other on the surface in a pattern that didn't follow any rule.The Y was still there. The gold was a little denser on the right half than the left, but the letter was whole.I lifted it into my palm.Same weight. Same temperature as before."Restoration doesn't hide the damage," Edmund said. "The gold accepts the fact that it broke. When you wear it again, it carries something it didn't have before. Not a scar. A history."I nodded. Slipped the chain back over my head.The gold sat cool against my skin for a second.Like my mother's fingers.When she was making this, she'd cupped my chin with cold fingertips, holding the silver up to my face to check the size. Telling me not to wiggle.Mom. Look. It's back.Not the way it was. But
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 9
Once the evidence was with the police, Vivienne was picked up at her apartment.The story going around was that when they came to the door, she had a half-finished Facebook post open on her phone.A new selfie. Full makeup.Caption typed out halfway: "Life is all about being hap—"She didn't finish it. The knock came.Word got back to the office and the place lit up.The kitchen, the elevators, the hallways. Everyone was talking.It wasn't the money people wanted to talk about. It was the locket.Someone said it was the only thing Ms. Sinclair had left of her mother.Someone said her mother had made it by hand. Three months of work.Someone said Ms. Sinclair had worn it since she was four. Twenty-three years. Never came off.I didn't comment on any of it.That afternoon I got a long text.From Mrs. Brennan."Ms. Sinclair, this is Justin's mother. I heard what happened. This is my fault, I didn't raise him right. I'm sorry for everything you've done for us over the years. I know now tha
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 8
The handwriting analysis came back Tuesday.Justin had forged my signature on fourteen separate expense reports.Each one done well enough at a glance. The lab caught the differences anyway.Forging a signature to defraud company finance was straight-up embezzlement.Add the trade secrets, and that was two felonies in one filing. The police took him into custody that afternoon.He was led out the front of the building in front of a crowd. Two officers, one on each side.Before he ducked into the car, he turned and looked up at the building.I don't know if he was looking for me.I wasn't at the window. I was in a meeting.That same afternoon, the case took a turn I hadn't seen coming.Wesley called. "Ms. Sinclair, we have a new development.""Gordon Sutton over at Mercer got rattled when we sent the cease-and-desist. He reached out wanting to settle. During the conversation, he let something slip.""What?""He said: 'I'm not the one who put Justin on the radar. His girlfriend came to m
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 7
Monday morning. I went into the office as usual.Zoe at the front desk saw the bandage on my arm. Her mouth opened, then closed. She didn't ask.Wesley's report was waiting in my inbox.His team hadn't taken the weekend off. They'd torn through every account Justin had ever touched.Three categories.One: misappropriation of corporate funds. Two hundred and fourteen thousand.Two: leaking of confidential client information to a competitor. Direct stall on seventy million in contracts.Three: unauthorized use of company assets, the corporate vehicle and the villa keys, resulting in property damage.Initial damage assessment on the villa came back ugly. The Persian rug alone was forty thousand. Sofa, coffee table, wall repairs, close to six hundred thousand combined.Last line of the email: All evidence has been turned over to law enforcement. Charges expected to be filed this week.I marked it read. Closed it.Ten o'clock. Zoe called up. Said someone was making a scene in the lobby.It
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 4
"Your house?"Vivienne was the first one out of the gate."What did you just say? This is Justin's house. I've seen the deed on his phone!"Justin grabbed her arm and yanked. "Viv, let's just go. Please."She shook him off and got in my face, finger jabbing at me."What is your problem, lady? Wasn't
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 3
I didn't confront Justin right away.Not because I felt sorry for him. I wanted to see how far he'd go.The answer came faster than I expected.Saturday afternoon. I was heading out to my place in the hills for a couple of days off.I'd bought the property three years ago. Quiet area. I stayed there
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 2
After that, Justin behaved himself for a while.Daily reports came in on time. The restaurants he booked were ones I actually liked. My calendar ran clean.Vivienne didn't show her face again.I figured he'd learned his lesson.Then last week, he started coming in late.Monday—twenty minutes late. S
My Assistant’s Girlfriend Called Me a Poor Old Hag Chapter 1
I am the CEO of the illustrious Sinclair Group, a publicly traded company ranked among the top 50 globally.I never thought I'd see the day when I got jabbed in the face by some twenty-something and called a freeloading old hag.Especially since the black card was mine. The room was booked under my
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