**Quinn's POV**I quickly answered Grayson's call once I was outside the restaurant. After all, I didn't want to risk Anton overhearing our conversation. It would drive him crazy if he found out I was talking to our boss's favourite ice hockey player. "Quinny, where are you?"I looked around before answering, "I'm at the chicken restaurant. Actually, there's something I want to tell you.""Chicken restaurant? Do you want to eat chicken? You can ask me and I'll definitely buy it for you."I bit my finger. "It's not like that. I'll tell you, but don't get mad, okay?""Did you meet Owen?" Grayson's voice rose. "No, no," I replied immediately. "I passed the interview. I gotta work again. Three days a week at a chicken restaurant near your penthouse."I anticipated Grayson's reaction by moving the phone away from my ear. But after a few moments, there was no sound, not even a breath. Curious, I spoke again. "Babe, are you still there?""Ah, yeah. I heard you. Congratulations, Quinny! I
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