Chapter Eighty Seven

ELENA

“So tell me, how was it like, working with Paul?” Mrs Richardson asked, not really looking at me as she busied herself with the steak in her plate. I had never seen someone eat so modestly in my entire life. She ate like she once lived in the palace or something.

And the question she asked, wasn’t one I expected. I had been expecting her to bombard me with questions about my relationship with Jason.

I cleared my throat and looked around until my eyes settled on Jason, who wasn’t looking at me, but seemed like he had stilled in reaction to the question his mother asked.

“I uhmm…he was good. Quite demanding, but great over all.” I said. Not sure exactly how much I was supposed to say, but concluded that that would suffice.

Jason’s mother paused and looked at me with a small smile. “You can say that again. I’ll tell you what..” she placed her fork down and put her attention on me. “I used to work with him when he just started the company. And even though I was his girlfriend at the