sex-me boss.

-Let’s go, let’s go ladies, may I ask what you’re doing here and especially what you want?

-Damon don’t take the piss, I saw this girl at the company party and I’d like to know who she is please and looking at her, she’s not even your type and I think the other one who’s engaged is better than her.

Taking the blow as the humiliation of the century, Betty raised her hand to strike Stephanie when the latter caught her hand at the last moment. She threatened her with a look, but Betty was too angry to let her guard down. Damon was just stunned by this useless estrogen war. Two women fighting over him when the one he really wanted wasn’t even there.

-Betty, may I ask what you want? You know my company’s code very well, we make an appointment before we show up in my office, yet you hustled my secretary to be here. I hope the reason is valid.

-I’m sorry, Mr Dixon, but I’d like to see my wardrobe consultant. She hasn’t been answering the phone and I’ve got an important date.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

A mocking laugh dominated the room at the same moment, and it came from Stephanie. She took a few steps back to get a better look at Betty, who was seething with anger. She was going to finish Stephanie off if she didn’t stop.

What fashion house must have taken you on, and I imagine they’re all down-market fashion houses?

-You’re wrong, this is Mr. Dixon’s friend James’s fashion house.

Stephanie brought her hand to her chest in outrage as she looked at Betty. She couldn’t imagine she was telling the truth, but Damon was just watching them. He wanted to know what Olivia was doing, but these two women were preventing him from thinking through the situation at hand.

Looking at the time on her phone, Olivia saw it read two o’clock in the evening. She didn’t know what she was doing at the company, since she was still shaken by what had happened with Damon. She wanted to go home and get some rest, and to do that, she had to go to her office again, as all her belongings were there. She took the elevator and when it reached the top floor, she got out and walked along the corridor. A few yards from the door, she noticed it was open, and figured it had to be Stephanie’s doing. She didn’t want to see her at all, but she had to get her things.

As she stepped through the doorway, she saw a figure she seemed to recognize and yes, she saw that it was Betty who was arguing with Stephanie in Damon’s office. She didn’t know when her relationship with Damon had improved for her to go all the way to his office.

-Betty,” Olivia called to her.

Betty turned around and when she saw her, she quickly began to think. She didn’t want Damon to know they were friends at all for fear of screwing up her plans.

-Miss Turner, I’ve been trying to call you for a while but I can’t get through and I guess it must be a lack of battery power on your part. I’m going out later and I’d like you to assemble my outfit for me.

Olivia opened her mouth to reply, but she didn’t even know what she could say. First of all, she’d just called her Miss Turner and was talking about assembling her outfit; she didn’t know how long she’d been working for her. She glanced in Damon’s direction and saw that his eyes were on her. A small detail occurred to her. The night she’d slept at Damon’s the next morning, he’d told her he didn’t know she was a dress consultant, so now she knew it was Betty’s doing.

-And this is who a self-styled supermodel went to choose as her wardrobe consultant. What goes together, comes together,” commented Stephanie.

Olivia didn’t know how it had started, but she didn’t want to get involved, so she went over and took a seat in the armchair opposite Damon, who had been staring at her all day.

-And you’re not doing anything?

-What do you want me to do, Olivia? They’ve come here uninvited and now they’re fighting over a man who isn’t even interested. I think they’ll calm down on their own.

Olivia couldn’t stand their noise. As if Damon knew she needed cheering up, he slipped his hand into hers and looked her straight in the eye.

-Why don’t you and I slip away?” Damon offered her in all seriousness.

The idea was very tempting, but she couldn’t afford to be seen with him when Betty was around, and besides, she remembered what Stephanie had said, that man wasn’t made for one woman.