Just a Workhorse, Not His Lover
Theodore answered easily, smiling as he introduced me, "My secretary, Yvette Saccone. She just graduated not long ago. She's reliable in her work."
I gave her a polite nod.
Cassandra responded with a soft hum, but her gaze lingered on my face.
Then, she suddenly leaned closer to Theodore, her voice syrupy sweet. "Theodore, is she the one they were talking about? The little lover you keep hidden in the company?"
I paused.
Theodore frowned. "That's nonsense. Where did you hear that?"
As if realizing the mood had shifted, his tone softened. "You know exactly who I keep around me. Yvette is a colleague, nothing more. Don't joke about things like this again."