Chapter 16

Chapter 16

I was staring at the empty desk and seat of Sean. I’ve been here for an hour and I already started my job, but Sean is not here yet. What his former secretary said is playing in my head along with what Ford and Charlotte kept telling me since before. Charlotte was indeed right. Sean doesn’t do the same thing to my colleagues, not even to his former secretary. He doesn’t pick them up and he doesn’t drive them home. He doesn’t hang out with them and bring them to amusement parks or to the orphanage. He doesn’t allow them to call him just by his name. He doesn’t double their salaries, and most importantly, Sean won’t skip his significant flight for his mere employee.

I shut my eyes firmly. Sean Cohen did all of that to me—only to me. I chuckled as I tilted my head. You don’t have to say it. I know that it looks like I’m going mad. But then, perhaps I got it wrong. I’m not the only one who experienced all of this from Sean. Someone experienced all the real and genuine love of