The Assistant's Prisoner: Love on Hold
On the day of our engagement, my girlfriend, Jean Sullivan, is nowhere to be found until late at night.
Beside myself with worry, I, Seth Lloyd, frantically reach out to our mutual friends and even consider calling the police.
Suddenly, I come across a post about her from her assistant, Callum Cox.
"My manager came over to discuss some plans, but the door lock suddenly broke. Does this mean we're going to be stuck in the same room tonight? I can't help feeling a little excited."
When I like the post, Jean immediately calls me, furious. "Don't you have any idea how much I earn in a year? Just one day of my lost income would cover what you make in a whole week.
"All I did was skip that stupid engagement party, and you start acting all snide. I don't have time to deal with your stingy relatives."
My mom, Teresa Whitfield, stays silent, her eyes sweeping over the gold, eight sets of haute couture jewelry, and several property transfer deeds in the private room.
With a forced smile, she asks, "Seth, have all these wedding gifts we've prepared embarrassed you?"
I sneer, caressing the keys to the luxury car I'm about to give Jean. "No, it's me who's being too generous to her."