I'm Not the Father

18

"marina?" my boss walked out of his office, i had been printing papers out from the printer. "can i talk to you?" he added. "yes?"

"lemme ask you a question, just between you and me. what's with you and mark tuan?" he asked. my heart had dropped, i felt all the color from my face vanish.

"what do you mean, w-what's with me and mark tuan?" i asked stupidly.

"you know what i mean. lee has been doing the bank recs for six months. donovan's been doing the corporate quarterlies. and now there's an extension in mark's return. like i said, what's with you and mark tuan?" he crossed his arms.

i glanced at michelle, who was looking at us from her desk, listening in on the conversation.

"mr. lowenstein, i've made up all of my work from my maternity leave. and as far as donovan, i've traded two of his accounts for mark's accounts because i can't do it anymore. it's personal." i mumbled.

"see this is what i don't understand," he chuckled. "we're accountants. we're not personal."

"i-but i don't think that you-"

"you've been doing his account for a while now, and now with all of the tax laws when he needs you the most, you desert him?"

i sighed, "no, you don't understand-"

"i want you at his office tomorrow afternoon. that's final." he said sternly.

i scoffed, rolling my eyes, "don't give me that look. get to work."

i sighed heavily and looked at michelle, she gave me a look.

and to think i could get away from him just like that.

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this is a really short chapter sorry😂😂