Brett Inside Job Novels & Stories

Katrina I just met a handsome man, what a lucky day today. Is he taken or married? I hope he's not. We have arrived at 25th floor of this building. I went off searching for the CEO's office, when the man walked ahead of me. He's walking in the direction of the CEO's office. Don't tell me, he's here for the interview. It can't be! He opened the door of the CEO's office. I walked after him and knocked the door infront of me. "Come in" says inside the room. I opened the door and shocked to see him in the swivel chair of the CEO. Is he the CEO? Uh..uhm I am Katrina Jones. I am here for the interview. "Have a sit Ms. Jones." I sat down infront of him. He flip the pages of my CV. "So, you are grad

“If you have a name, you should report it to HR instead of asking me about policies.” “I could,” I agree. “But I thought maybe it would simply be better to let that person know that it was quite obvious and they should be a bit more careful.” Smirking, I wait as the boss opens his mouth to say something more, but he stops as his gaze shifts from me to something just over my shoulder. Turning, I watch as a sleek black car pulls up, and then Brielle climbs out, looking sleepy but ready for the day. “Morning,” I call, deciding to once again test my theory. “Are you ready for another exciting day?”

Pretending like my world hadn’t just been flipped. Pretending like my son hadn’t come home and told me he met his father...my ex-boss...the man who fired me four years ago when I was pregnant with his child. A man who had shown up at my son’s school in a goddamn dinosaur suit and told him the truth before I could. I wanted to scream. Instead, I opened my laptop. There was only one person I could reach out to. Someone who’d still be in Ashton’s orbit. James.

I said, hoping that it’ll melt a part of his heart so he could give me the right job. “You’re eager, that’s a good thing” he answered “Let’s go” he added, turning on the ignition. We set off to work, the Forest siblings working, that could make a headline, maybe then Natasha and Kyla wouldn’t look down on me so much. As we walked into the building, I clutched onto my bag, walking beside Damien, there were shocked looks on the faces of the employees as they greeted us. I could feel myself in the glory and light of their inner praise, flipping my hair to the side, I sure was flipping minds as well.

Meanwhile, Shayla would end up with an offer from the company instead. However, I hit the jackpot and ended up winning 50 million dollars. She landed the job without a hitch, while I stayed home every day, living off the interest and leading a carefree life. Yet, nothing went her way at the company. Her pay was low, and she kept getting bullied by others. In a fit of fury, she shoved me off the rooftop. Shayla shot me a smug look. "I won't be attending the company's interview. Since you like to work this much, I shall give you the spot."

I cross my hands over my chest, and whatever entity Reed believes in saves him because he quickly stops laughing. “You.” Sniffing back tears, I rock on my feet. “I’m sorry.” Turning to where the child is still watching us, the sleep completely cleared from his eyes now, Reed speaks in a more direct tone. “That’s my son, Brayan. He’s four,” Reed says, and when my eyes slowly track back to the kid, he has a sheepish smile on his big round face, and it’s unbeatable. “And he’s the reason why I had to leave before I would’ve wanted to, as I didn’t plan to stay out later than I did in the first place. I had to come back to enable the babysitter to take her leave, and no, I am not married. I have a

No one else will ever know. Worried she wouldn't believe me, I raised my hand in a vow, swearing on my own integrity. Only after my repeated promises did Ms. Lawson finally let out a sigh of relief. As she got dressed and was ready to leave, her phone suddenly rang. She took it out of her bag and glanced at the screen. Her expression changed instantly. I craned my neck to peek at the name on the screen. It was a man's name. "Ms. Lawson, is Gavin Tate that boyfriend who couldn't… um… make you feel anything?" I asked.

“Before that, can I know what’s your relationship with Lanceil?” Brett frowned, but he kept the smile on his lips. “When you two met in the orphanage, you really looked like you knew each other. Sir Lanceil didn’t say anything to me.” Brett avoided her gaze and pursed his lips. He cut the fish in front of him, stopped, and threw the knife on the table. Inhaling sharply, Brett stared back at Agatha. “You’re not allowed to know about my relationship with your boss.” His cold voice made Agatha sad for no reason.

Of course, which company will pay as high as Alessandro's corporation? "Excuse me!" Amy beleived that he was just being stupid and then walked out, but as soon as she walked out, she saw a familiar face, he had seen him with Broderick yesterday...oh! his PA. He was the one Broderick collected the hundred dollar he wanted to give her from. "Hi," she greeted and wanted to leave but Brett, Broderick's personal assistant spoke up. "If you leave and tried applying for a job, there is no company in the entire NorthHill that will employ you, none! Not even one," Brett said, his words giving her goosebumps all over.

DAWN POV Something about the “oh-so redeemed” behavior of Brett didn’t add up. Just some time back I was ready to show him a thing or two and break his nice gold-braced teeth once and for all because he was behaving like a sick fuck, and now he was suddenly so good, even asking for a job from Elizabeth? That didn’t make sense at all.