Revenge – served cold - стр. 15

At the end of that sentence, he got a little funny. I realized it was a joke. Although with such things and structures, jokes are bad. He's probably sure that his company's documents and law are in order and he won't be visited.

" Encrypted? " I asked in a tone of voice.

" That would be very kind of you."

I allowed myself a smile, managing not to laugh. The boss's sense of humor was on the level. More importantly, he managed to lighten the mood.

" Can I go now?"

" Go ahead," I was told.

As I stepped out into the reception area, I managed to dodge in some unimaginable way. Camille was back, ready to tear me down and walk across the carpet of the secretary's body. I belatedly jerked back to follow and tried to stop her.

" I have to report to you!"

I was ignored. I had to run after her back to the office.

" Andrew , I…!"

" Honey! Fire her!"

The blonde reached the owner of the office, passionately kissed him and, climbing on the table, capriciously pouted her lips.

" Why should she? " surprised interrogated the "sweetheart".

" She was rude to me, and did not want to call you! I'm your fiancée! She must obey me."

From despair and resentment, I was speechless, and did not even try to defend myself. The blonde fiancée was lying through her teeth. I didn't even say a rude word to her.

" She was following my orders and not connecting me to anyone."

" You don't want to see me?! Have you fallen out of love?!"

The girl's eyes immediately filled with tears and her lips trembled. I couldn't help but wince. She's obviously overplaying it. A look of annoyance appeared on Andrew 's face for a moment.

" Can I get you anything? " I asked, just to remind myself.

They seemed to have forgotten about me. I didn't want to witness their stormy reconciliation.

The blonde jumped up, but the boss was ahead of her:

" No need for anything. Go to work."

I happily walked out the door and, closing it tightly, leaned back and exhaled in relief. It seems that no one is not going to fire me, which I can not be happy. But the blonde wouldn't stop there and would try to make my life a living hell.

Work in general was not difficult. Andrew had few visitors. He himself turned out to be very active and preferred to meet outside the office. The only thing is that there were a lot of calls in the afternoon. Everyone wanted something, either to sign documents or to schedule a meeting. So the organizer had to be dealt with urgently. There weren't many time overlaps. Just two. And the last one was due to a changed meeting place. After calling the secretaries, I easily rescheduled them.