Chapter 2
Elaine stood over me, looking down with contempt.
I slowly got to my feet, pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped the coffee off my face bit by bit.
Then I looked straight at Dominic.
He frowned, then looked away, choosing to stay silent.
I actually laughed.
Speaking into my phone on speaker, I said, “Dad, you hear that?”
“They just told me to get lost.”
There was a two–second pause on the other end, then a deep, commanding voice came through.
“I heard. I’ll take care of it.”
The only reason I even worked here was because of an arranged marriage my grandfath
Dominic Kane was my fiancé.
p years ago.
I never wanted an arranged marriage, but my dad wouldn’t let it go. He guilt–tripped me with the whole “you’re being ungrateful” card.
So I gave in.
To “help us bond,” my Dad made me take a job at Kane Enterprises.
For the past six months working for Dominic, I played games every day and acted like a total slacker.
But behind the scenes? I’d been pulling every string I had–using my connections to skyrocket the company’s performance and even take it public.
Kane Enterprises became a star company overnight, and Dominic made it onto New York’s wealthiest list.
Even after doing all that for him, we barely spoke.
During our handful of dates, I learned that he only knew me as his arranged fiancée–he had NO idea who I really was.
I dropped back into my corner seat, pulled out my phone, and went right back to my game.
My character respawned. My fingers flew across the screen as if the tension in the room had nothing to do with me.
Elaine’s face went from red to pale with fury. She clearly didn’t expect me to just ignore her little power trip.
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She slammed her hand on the table, her voice shrill. “Serena Winters! What do you think this place is?”
“Everyone’s here working, and you’re just sitting there playing GAMES?”
I let out a cold laugh. “I already hit my annual targets. What’s the problem with me playing a game?”
“Get OUT right now or I’m calling security!”
Without looking up, I said, “Go ahead.”
The other executives exchanged awkward glances.
Some pretended to flip through documents, while others sneaked looks at Dominic, waiting to see what he’d do.
Dominic finally stood up.
He was wearing a sharp black suit today, his expression cold and stern.
He looked at me, his eyes showing a hint of impatience and indifference.
“Serena, your numbers have been solid.”
His voice was calm but carried undeniable authority.
“But this is a company, not your living room.”
“Leave the conference room. Now. You’re disrupting the meeting.”
My fingers froze. My character died again.
I looked up, meeting his gaze, a smirk playing on my lips. “Mr. Kane, you SURE you wanna kick me out?”
Dominic frowned, his tone growing even colder.
“I’m not going to repeat myself. If you have ANY professional integrity, you should know when you’ve crossed the line.”
“And what if I don’t want to leave?”
“Then don’t blame me for what happens next.”
Seeing Dominic take her side, Elaine’s confidence skyrocketed.
She rushed over to me and slapped the phone right out of my hand.
SMACK!
The phone hit the floor, the screen instantly shattering into a spiderweb of cracks.
Serena, don’t push your damn luck!”
Asingle NOW!
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She grabbed me by the collar and yanked me upward.
“Mr. Kane already told you to leave. What the hell are you still doing here? GET OUT!”
From day one as his secretary, Elaine had it out for me.
Once, when I was walking past the CEO’s office, I heard her going off: “Mr. Kane, this company isn’t a charity. Paying that much money to keep some slacker who plays games all day is completely unfair to the rest of the staff.”
Her voice wasn’t loud, but just loud enough for anyone outside to hear.
Dominic didn’t respond.
But through the window, I saw him pause mid–page while flipping through documents.
After that, Elaine got worse.
She started bringing up my “achievements” in department meetings.
“Some people collect fat paychecks and don’t even show up to meetings. Really makes you wonder if they’re here to work or just on vacation.”
Rumors started spreading fast.
Some said I was a spoiled rich girl who got in through connections. Others said I slept in my office all day. A few even started betting on when I’d finally get fired.
I knew about all of it. I just didn’t give a shit.
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