The Naive Secretary And The Harsh Boss

Chapter 27

{Character in picture: David Beckham as Todd Conrad}

{Song in video: Fergie ft. Ludacris - Glamorous}

"How was the fashion show yesterday?" Chelsea asked me as I went over to the kitchen after I woke up.

I put a few pieces of toast in the toaster. "It was good. Even if Rebecca was rude again, I still had fun being at the fashion show, and being with Vince," I said.

"Ugh, what did she do now? I definitely don't ever want to meet her." She rolled her eyes.

I explained to her about the little snide remarks she made about me in private, and some even in front of people.

"That's messed up," Chelsea said. "You should stay away from her."

"It's not like I see her that often anyways." I shrugged. "But I probably will be seeing more of her, just because she's Vince's sister." I sighed.

"Yeah, that's the downside. Does Vince know how she acts toward you?"

"I'm not completely sure. She's nice to him, but she's basically rude to everyone else. At least, that's what I noticed." I shrugged, then started making a strawberry and banana smoothie. After I was done blending the smoothie, I continued, "She acts meaner when he's not around though."

"She seems fake and two-faced." She made a disgusted face.

"Yeah." I nodded my head in agreement. "Did you know she also has a daughter?"

"She does? I didn't know that." She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Yeah, a teenage daughter named Mallory." I took a few sips of my smoothie. "She even told Mallory to put some of her food back."

Her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open. "I feel bad for her."

"Me too." I finished my smoothie, and put the glass in the dishwasher. "I got extra food for her though, and gave it to her when Rebecca wasn't looking."

"That's good." She gave me a thumbs up, and then ate her breakfast.

All of a sudden, my phone vibrated, and I looked at it, noticing Vince texted me, saying: Hey, I was wondering, if you're not doing anything this afternoon, would like to come over to my loft?

I gasped, grinning as I read the text. I quickly texted back: Hey, and of course. Sounds good! :)

"Whoa, someone looks really happy," Chelsea said, grinning. "Is it Vince?"

"Yeah," I said, grinning. "He asked me if I wanted to come over to his loft later."

"Awesome!"

My phone buzzed again, and Vince texted me his address.

"I'm sure he has a huge place that has chandliers made of gold in every room," Chelsea said excitedly.

"Maybe," I said, smiling mischievously as I raised my eyebrows.

"So how has Sanjay been doing?" She grinned.

I blinked, registering that question that came out of nowhere. "He's doing good I guess. Why?" I laughed, giving her a confused look.

"Just wondering." She shrugged.

I gave her a look, smirking. "You're still interested in him?"

"Yeah, he seems like a decent guy. He's cute too."

"If you want, I can try setting you up with him."

Her eyes widened as she grinned. "Really? You would do that for me?"