Chapter 9

She didn't believe me at first, but my face, which was the picture of guilt, shame, and pain, convinced her. I wasn't used to lying, not about things like this.

"No way. You're lying."

"I wish I was, but I'm not," I lamented.

"Did he recognize you? What did he say about it? Did you get to talk about it?" she asked, agitated.

"I didn't have a chance to hide. Since he recognized me on the spot. He asked to speak to me alone, to give me the project and to... insinuate that he knew who I was."

"What did you tell him?"

"I pretended not to know him. He didn't shout or insult me, but he implied that he thought I was denying it to take advantage of him later. He said I knew he would buy the company and used it to my advantage. He called me an opportunist." I explained the reason for my bitterness.

"How rude!" Jenna exclaimed, offended on my behalf, as if it had been said to her.

"Exactly. He could have been more gentlemanly with me, right? How about waking me up before leaving the hote