Once Rejected My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back Chapter 71
Once Rejected My Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me Back
Chapter 71
Josieâs POV.
âI still canât believe this.â 1 mutter lowly, staring at the words on my phoneâs screen.
How could Ashton do such a thing like this?
The review he had written was all derogatory. Ashton said I donât have good communication and teaching skills. That, I claim to be perfect in the languages 1 deal with.
But thatâs not what got me seeing red. Itâs the last two sentences where he says Iâve been throwing myself at him.
! I growl at the back of my throat, still looking at how incredible this review is
Iâm throwing myself at him? Shit!
How dare he twist the table around?
He is the one on my tail and now heâs making the whole city believe that I chasing after him?
Thinking about that makes redâhot anger rise inside me immediately. To think that all those shits heâs been saying to me are all lies!
That night he had asked to absorb my pains, so he was literally lying?
me for ever thinking Ashton will be different from the man I knew before.
Heâd always be a lying, pathetic ass. But going to this extent of tarnishing my career reputation is a low, even for
him
When my eyes drop down to the replies people are giving to this review while tagging our company, tears spring in my
eyes.
Tag her picturesâ¦.â
âIâve heard about her before. How can a big company like this retain a low life?â
âGosh, and sheâs literally been paid to teach rubbish.
âI can only imagine the hundreds of clients those she taught must have lost by now!
Reading these comments, my breath comes out in short pants. No. No. No.
This is a pure stain on my image. Hell, how do I meet my boss, Mr. Thompson?
How do I explain to him that this isnât true?
Iâve been there for Ashton, always willing to support him but this is how he paid me back?
Hard lessons learned, never work for a mate that once rejected you before the pack members. He did it before and now heâs doing it before the cityâs popular blog.
My heart beat harshly over my chest. Itâs mindânumbing.
I quickly shut my phone when I s
name and the review he had writen.
my pictures swimming through the blog while tagging Ashtonâs
I canât remember the last time I felt like I didnât belong. Like Iâll always be below others.
My selfâconfidence has ridden low, I canât even move my limbs.
The urge to lash out at him fills me and I swiftly dial his number but yeah, the overconfident alpha doctor doesnât pick up!
I manage to hold in my anger as the secretary tells me the CEO is now free.
Panting. I rush into his office with my reports. I see Mr. Thompson standing by the window.
If he heard me coming in, he didnât show it. Standing by the oak desk cluttered with files and paperwork, I greet.
âGood dayâ¦
âSpare me that, Ms. Roseâ Mr. Thompson says, cutting me off, my heart leaps outta my chest.
Slowly, he whirls and faces me, his eyes shooting daggers at me.
.
âSo these six weeks youâve been with the CEO of Erstwhile company, youâve been tarnishing my companyâs image?â
1 lower my head as tears rush to my eyes. Hell, Mr. Thompson hadnât scolded me in such a manner before, and hearing him at the top of his voice rattles my bones, adding salt to my wound
âIâm sorry sir.â I try to speak but he cuts me off again.
âOh. Rose. Youâre always sorry. Thatâs how you were after going violent on Mr. Winston. I thought giving you a second chance would make you change.â
âBut no! Youâre far from being betterâ¦â
âSir..I didnât hurt Mr. Winston on purpose. He tried to force himself on me.â I ramble incoherently.
Mr. Thompson tsks. âIâm afraid I do not believe a word you say, Rose.â
âWhat about Mr. Creed then? He forced himself on you too?â
I keep quiet, unsure of what to say. If he is doubting me now, nothing Iâll say will make him change his mind.
âAll fingers are pointing at you. Look at how Mr. Creed wrote in detail of how poorly youâve been with him.â
1 dart my hands on my face, wiping the tears that escape my eyes.
âIâm sorry sir.âI cry out, my head bent.
âIâve had enough of your antics, Rose.â
I raise my eyes at him, wondering what he actually means. My breath paused coming out as I waited for Mr. Thompson to say his words in full.
âHead over to the HR and take your termination letter. Youâre fired!â
In the surge of tears and rage, I rush to my feet, hands clamped together as I plead.
âSir. Please let me prove myself, donât force me out yet. Iâm sure thereâs a glitch somewhere.â
âPlease leave, My Rose. Thereâs nothing like a glitch in a written reviewâ
When I refused to leave he threatened to call the security. Iâm already feeling.
course, I donât want to add more embarrassment to the one
I rise on my feet again and hurry/outside. As if the HR manager had been waiting for a call, she stands
before me, presenting the termination letter with a grin on her face.
In shame, I leave the company, my face red.
I board a cab to Ashtonâs hospital, knowing thatâs where heâll be in,
I make my way through the hospitalâs hallway until I reach Ashtonâs office.
There are no patients waiting for him so I push the door of his office open and storm inside.
Ashton isnât on his table. I turned to leave but I heard the flushing of the toilet. Pausing with my back facing the ensuite bathroom, my body comes alive with rage when he comes out of the restroom.
âMs. Rose?â He calls out.
In fact, hearing his calm voice spikes my anger more.
âAshton hope could you?â 1 shoot at him as I turn to face him.
His brows crease quickly as his eyes flash.
âWhat are you talking about?â He asks, stepping close.
I make sure to draw back, putting distance between us. I need to think straight now.
âOh, donât pretend like you donât know!â I howl much to his surprise and mine.
I havenât spoken in such a loud voice for a long time.
âCare to explain?â He cocks a brow, crossing his arms.
âExplain to you how you ruined my career. How you tarnished my reputation?â
He acts like he still doesnât understand what Iâm saying. Screw him!
âAshton, youâve damaged me. I wonder how you expect to provide for my dauâ¦â I trail off as the word daughterâ nearly slips from my mouth.
In a rage, I flip my hand through my hair, uncaring how Iâm tousling it
Ashton huffs. âTo be honest, I donât understand
what youâre about.â He declares and I gasp in horror.
So, he still has the guts to pretend? him!
âYouâre a such and pretender, Ashton. I should known that nothing about you will ever change. I spit, trailing back. âThank you for tarnishing my image on the media, alpha Ashton Creed. But just know, my deal with you ends today.â
Ashton snarls as he bites out. âYou canât just end our agreement like that!â
Iâm already holding the door handle, but hearing that, I whip around and bark.
âOh, yes I can, Ashton Creed!â
He storms close to me and tackles me to the door. âWe had an agreement and I expect you to keep to your end as I kept mine!â
Those words of him make me lose it entirely. I unleash my anger and slap him hard across the check.
âYou kept to your end of our bargain by writing such a horrible review about me? Tarnishing my career?â
The veins in his haw ticks as he held onto the spot I had hit me. However, when my last sentence comes out, his eyes bulge.
âYour review?â He says aloud. âI gave you a fiveâstar review, Ms. Rose.â
I didnât know when I released a short laugh.
âYeah, so much for a fiveâstar reviewâ¦â I spit sharplyâ¦
While Ashtonâs pondering on that, I find my way outta the office, uncaring about anything else now.
However, as I storm outside, my eyes catch the person I least expected to see.
Dr. Sandra.
Had she been eavesdropping on our conversation? I think to myself but her words confirm it.
âKarma sure knows how to deal with some peopleâ¦â she says, glaring at me.
Instantly, tears fill my eyes and I find myself running away from the hospital, my heart aching.
Ashton has failed me againâ¦