Chapter 28
“I know that this is not a usual request, especially after the recognition I received for the team’s recent medical research, but I would like to be considered for the lead medical researcher position in Dallas.” I stated, firmly, as I sat across the desk from Anna. Anna had been in Chicago initially just for the Board of Directors Gala, but I had heard that she had extended her visit by a few days after she became aware of what her asshole brother had done. “I don’t believe that I can continue working here in Chicago. I know the team in Dalla is new, and I am hoping that both teams can continue to work on the research we have started here, if at all possible.”
Anna sighed and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. “Amalia, you are the best medical researcher we have. I don’t want to lose you,” She paused, and I shook my head in acknowledgement. “My team in Dallas is new. I actually
Chapter 29 I was surprised at how friendly everyone was at the new lab. Apparently, it was well known that I had a recent advancement in our cancer drug research and everyone who greeted me was excited about being a part of the research. It was a welcomed difference from my work in Chicago. Not that people weren’t friendly there, there is just something about southern charm that made the people in the Dallas office a bit more welcoming. I was even pleased to see the skill set of my team. During our first meetings this week, the team had some great ideas in terms of next steps and directions to take our research, and we had already had several virtual meetings with the Chicago team. The drug research was still in its infancy and would require a lot more experimentation and lab trials that could take years to complete. Yet, the team was focused, and I was happy with all of those on the team. One researcher on another team, Kevin, had been quite f
Chapter 30 “Geez, what happened to him?” The nurse said as we entered her office. I laughed. “He was an idiot and I punched him.” I led Jake to the seat in front of the nurse. It appeared as if his nose had stopped bleeding, but it still wouldn’t hurt to have the nurse look it over. Jake shrugged. “I deserved it.” The nurse tilted Jake’s head back and looked him over. She wiped the blood off of his face, cleaning it up. She felt his nose and Jake winced at the touch. “It appears broken. I would recommend a trip to the doctor to ensure it is set okay and doesn’t need surgical intervention. At the very least they can set it.” The nurse handed Jake a clean towel. “You know we aren’t done. I might be willing to talk things through with you and see what comes from it, but that doesn’t mean that I trust you again. What you did hurt me a lot.” A combination of relief, anger, fear, and sadness washed through me. “I know,” Jake shook his he
JONATHAN'S POVI hated Valentine’s Day. The day always sucked. Well, they didn’t always suck, at least not when I was with Tilly. But the day she left was the last year that I had a good Valentine’s Day. I typically avoided this day, spending my day busy with work or making my way to the bottom of a bottle of whiskey. This year, however, I couldn’t do that.Jake had invited all of us siblings to Chicago. He was planning on surprising Amalia with a marriage proposal. He wanted all of us there, along with Amalia’s mom and dad. Amalia’s sister was heavily pregnant and couldn’t travel, and dad was not feeling great, otherwise the night would be full of family. Jordan was even supposed to be joining us after dinner.I am doing this for Jake. I repeated to myself over and over again. I was happy for Jake. Hell, I had even been there when he picked out the ring, but that didn’t mean that I wanted to be here. Vale
Tilly’s POVTilly/Maddie are the same person. It might be confusing at first, but it will make sense soon enough!I got up early, like I always do. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Over the years, I had refused to cut my hair, but I had dyed it black when I came to New York. I had tried several different colors, but I found that black was most different from my original hair color. My light blonde hair had been long gone. I had refused to cut my hair, deciding instead to wear it pulled up in a bun or braid most of the time. I found that this allowed for me to change my look without actually having to cut my hair.I had touched up my hair last night. It was a Sunday night ritual at this point. I touched up my roots so that the blonde wouldn’t show. I had even colored my eyebrows in an effort to completely change my appearance. I had also mastered makeup application skills, using contour and highlight to change the shape of my nose and cheekbon
I exited the elevator and stood not moving, holding my box of belongings. The head of HR, Willow, was leaving Jonathan’s office and gave me a weak smile and a sympathetic nod.“I have made it clear to Mr. Langley that this is his last chance with an assistant. We won’t be subjecting anyone else to his behavior if he can’t act appropriately with you. Let Emma know immediately if anything is off. I haven’t been able to get anything out of the other assistants who left.” Willow whispered to me before turning to leave. I nodded at her and headed into my office. I placed my box down.Instead of unpacking my things and settling me in to my office, I decided to go check in with Jonathan. Maybe it was my own curiosity to see how Jonathan would respond or maybe it was just my desire to be close to him again. Whatever it was, I found myself walking to Jonathan’s office.“Mr. Langley?” I called to him from the doo
The week overall went really well. I was pleasantly surprised by how things went with Jonathan. By lunch time on Friday, I was feeling pretty confident that Jonathan was not the only problem when it came to his assistants. He definitely was part of the problem, but was not the only problem when it came to his problems with assistants.I decided to take risk and ordered Jonathan sushi for lunch. He had always liked it, but for an assistant, it was a bold choice, especially if you didn’t know if your boss liked it. I decided to use my insider information to my advantage.Lunch arrived and I headed into Jonathan’s office with it. I handed him his lunch and he made a face.“Is it not okay?” I asked, standing off to the side of his desk. For a moment, I was concerned about disappointing him.He shook his head. “Sushi is great. I am just trying to figure out how you keep making such good lunch choices.”I couldn&
JONATHAN POVA sense of relief washed over me, and I wasn’t sure why. There was something about Maddie that drew me to her. Because of this, I was sure that I was treating her better than I had any of my other assistants. But I spoke the truth when I told Maddie about the bad assistants I had. There was a string of several who were just not good and lacked basic skills to be even a decent assistant. The one decent one I had was more interested in getting in my pants. I nearly let her give me a blow job in my office before I came to my senses and stopped her. She went crying out of my office and I fired her immediately. If that made me an ass, then so be it.Maddie was different. She knew her stuff and was able to adapt to my moods and needs. Even when I got upset following the meeting regarding the project manager, she just rolled with it. She knew I wasn’t yelling at her and didn’t respond by getting upset, like one of the assistants did when I
I had spent the last several days avoiding Jonathan. I did my job and that was it. The regular conversations we had during lunch or when I brought him reports and files had all but stopped. I had solidified my decision to ask Emma to come back and work with her after the retreat. I would talk to her about it as soon as we returned. I loved working for this company and wanted to stay here as long as I was in New York, but there was no way that I could stay here working for Jonathan.I couldn’t take the hiding and the pretending. At least if I worked with Emma, I wouldn’t see Jonathan every day. I didn’t sign up for being his assistant and I just couldn’t do it anymore. I also couldn’t be thinking about who Jonathan was doing what with. It wasn’t my business, but I could not help the way that I felt. It wasn’t just jealousy that I felt. It literally hurt my heart.On Monday it had looked like he wanted to say something about what