Chapter 58
Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend
Humiliation My mind went blank and I stammered, âDr. Julian, I donât think thatâs appropriate⦠Maybe you should find someone else to goâ¦â
âNonsense, Iâm sure youâll do fine. Mr. Morris praised your hypothesis and called your experiments constructive. You were the one who produced our latest results, so itâs only right that you present them.
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He adjusted his glasses and continued. âWhatâs more is that I know you will not let me down. Youâre the leading female researcher on our team.â
That didnât mean much. I was the only female researcher.
In the end, I couldnât get Dr. Julian to change his mind. I shuddered and thought back to the last message Aar on sent me: âYouâll regret this.â
I didnât think it would happen so soon. Itâs only been two days!
I was full of regrets. We werenât just emotionally involved, we were financially committed! He was one of our investors!
If I offend Aaron, he might withdraw as a partner. That would affect the whole lab! Our funds will be cut, we wonât be able to conduct experiments, and Iâll become everyoneâs enemy. The mere thought made my knees feel weak.
The presentation was supposed to be at Aaronâs company headquarters. Dr. Julian said he was too busy with lectures to accompany me, so I would have to go to Aaronâs office by myself. The thought of going to Aaronâs place of work made me feet even more uncertain.
But what goes around comes around.
I prepared my documents overnight, had dinner early the next morning, and hightailed it to Aaronâs company building.
Dr. Julian sent me the address, and I was surprised to see that the building was located on Wall Street.
I knew Aaron was rich, but I never expected this.
I was dressed in a sweatshirt and jeans while I held my papers in my hand. I looked out of place in the crowd of suits and ties, like a tourist whoâd gotten lost. Iâd been to this part of the city with Vincent, and I hadnât felt nearly
as anxious.
Last night, I was standing in front of my closet and stressing over my outfit.
I nearly wore a black dress before I gave up and opted for a casual look.
Damn it, Olive, this wasnât a date!
But standing in front of Aaronâs office, I realized that overdressing wouldâve been impossible.
I was acutely aware that Aaron and I were completely different people. He was a big man at the top of the social pyramid, and I was just an ordinary person at the bottom. We never couldâve been together in a meaningful capacity.
When I reminded myself of the vast gap between us, it reinforced my determination to stay away from him. Personally, at least. Moving forward, we should only ever see eac h other as business partners.
I cleared my mind, took a deep breath, and walked into Aaronâs company building.
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That was when I met the receptionist.
The lady at the front desk was wearing a crisp Dior suit. Her blonde hair was smoothly slicked behind h er head, highlighting her Chanel pearl earrings, but my attention was completely drawn to her fingernails.
Her nails made her hands look twice as long. How could anyone function with nails like that?
âHi, Iâm Dr. Olive Woords. Iâm here to give our regular progress report to Mr. Morris.â I politely introduce d myself.
âYou have an appointment? For what time?â The receptionist gave me a patronizing look.
Her voice was sweet, her words were polite, and her smile was warm.
And she just rolled her eyes!
Why?
âYesâ¦? For this morning.â
âThe morning, hm?â She waved her long, delicate nails as she flipped through a pad of paper. It didnât e ven look like she read anything before she closed it. The whole time, she wore that polite, plastic smile. âOur morning appointment is already checked in. Are you sure youâre here at the right time?â
âYes, Iâm sure Iâm supposed to see him now.â I was confused. Dr.
Julian confirmed with Aaron directly that the presentation would be in a few minutes.
âRight. Well, youâd better go back wherever you came from and come back when itâs time for your appointment.â She grinned smugly.
I didnât know why she was so sure I wasnât supposed to be here, but her attitude was really offâ
putting. I came all the way here early in the morning, and she wanted to kick me out before I even saw Aaron! I wasnât about to leave so soon.
âCan I see the schedule?â I reached out and grabbed what I assumed was the visitorâs sheet. Cinder tol d me that Aaron ran a tech company, so why were they tracking their visitors on paper?
Surely they had a computer program for this kind of thing.
âWhat are you doing?â The receptionistâs eyes widened at my movements. For the first time, her fake smile wavered, and she swung her long nails in an attempt to snatch the paper back from me.
Now I understood why people had their nails done like that. They made for excellent weapons!
âIâve seen a lot of our bossâs admirers, but this is the first time Iâve seen someone as desperate as you.â
I dodged her wild scratches and flipped the form over to read it.
It was blank.
âThis isnât even a schedule. Why wonât you just let me go upstairs and see him?â I questioned the receptionist, waving the page around.
I donât need a schedule to know what youâre here forâ He sweet tone instantly turned bitter. âThis is Wall Street, honey. If you want our boss to even look at you, youâd best get changed. He doesnât have time for an ordinary girl like you.â
My face felt numb. âMiss, I think youâre mistaken. Iâm really just here to show Mr. Morris our research report.â
But she wasnât paying attention to me anymore. She picked up the phone and said, âSecurity, we have another crazy woman trying to see the boss. Please escort her outside.â
With every word she said, my blood burned hotter. Eventually, I was so enraged that I slammed the folder on the desk. âAre you kidding me?! I donât even like him! If he was the one pining after me, heâd have to get in line!â I huffed.
Then a soft laugh came from behind me.
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