CHAPTER 3

"How was the interview in Declan's company, Marg? Did you get it right away?" her friend Everly inquired over the phone that night while speaking with Margaux.

She jumped onto the extremely soft bed and smiled as she answered the phone to her friend on the other end of the line.

"I suppose I am; your good cousin left, and I didn't see him even after my interview with Sir Conrad."

"Oh, well, I guess you passed my cousin's standards, and you might get an email saying so the next day."

Margaux didn't say anything. She just smiled. She is also extremely self-assured in her abilities. Margaux had already started working as the secretary to a well-known Declan Heisenberg.

And when that happens, she'll be able to do what she's been wanting to do for Declan for a long time.

Declan turned her down, and Margaux will do anything to make that man drool like a mad dog on her.

Declan Heisenberg, as you can see. You'll find out!

"I called Declan earlier to let him know you were coming to his office; didn't he mention — oh, I forgot to mention your name when we talked on the phone?"

Margaux leaned over and smiled once more, despite the fact that she couldn't see Everly at the time.

"Don't worry, Eve. Declan saw my beauty in his office earlier."

Margaux became guilty all of a sudden. She is only now keeping her plan against Everly's cousin—Declan—a secret from her.

Please accept my apologies, Eve! But, for the time being, Margaux will devise a strategy in which Declan Heisenberg will return home in tears.

Margaux could hear Eve's sighs once she was silent on the other end of the line.

"Marg... I know you despised my cousin because of what he did to you a few years ago, but—"

"I'm hanging up, Eve. Goodbye for now." Even though the friend on the other end of the line had not yet answered, she had the impression that the call had been terminated.

Everly knew what had happened to her back then, when she was humiliated in front of the entire University by Declan. Her friend Everly was the one who consoled her at the time, and she was grateful to her friend—Everly, because it didn't abandon her even when she was completely collapsed.

Margaux yawned and stretched as she quickly jumped out of bed. It was only a little after five o'clock, so she decided to go for a jog first, so she wouldn't lose her body from stress because of that man who wasn't missing.

Margaux reached for the shoe on the rack and quickly put it on, while carrying the headset and cellphone in her leggings. She also wears a cap when jogging in order to be more comfortable doing a thing on the area.

She gave a friendly smile. No one has yet delivered a speech to her because her father is still in Batangas inspecting the firm they own.

Her body relaxed in front of her full-length mirror after she had dressed. She smiled because nothing could compete with her body's natural beauty.

She has received numerous calls from companies interested in hiring her as a model, but she has politely declined each of them.

She couldn't afford to leave her father alone for whatever reason. Margaux also understands that the location where a model's career manages and only once returns to the town where they were born is not stable.

In other words, no. She can't simply discard her father whenever she wants.

Margaux adored her father, despite the fact that he was very naughty for scolding her at times.

Margaux was shaken later and went down to her room before going to the kitchen and taking mineral water from the refrigerator.

She has a spaghetti strap on her upper body and knows she is going to sweat a lot now.

When Margaux was out of the house, the few men who were jogging noticed her.

That was something she had anticipated. She is the only one who is referred to as "Margaux, the center of every man's attention."

But she couldn't stand it anymore, remembering the humiliation Declan had inflicted on her.

Is it because the man doesn't like her? Maybe that's it. And that fool was blind, not even looking at her in the eye was hard to do for the young man even for a moment.

Margaux was forced to apply for the position of great secretary despite her objections. She would be able to carry out all of her plans for the young man there.

Hmm! Let's see if your attraction to me isn't working, Mr. Declan Heisenberg the Dumber. Let's see how things go.

"Hello Miss, are you alone?" she asked, turning her gaze to the handsome young man who was smiling at her just by looking at her.

Margaux immediately responded with a smile, saying,

"Didn't you see anyone with me?"

"Urggh..." The guy scratched his neck and looked up at her again, shyly.

Margaux then apologised.

"Ugh...I'm sorry if I made you feel uneasy."

"Oh! No. No." He even waved his hand at her, indicating that she was incorrect in her conclusion. Margaux simply laughed inwardly as a result of this.

"I'm ashamed of you, Margaux."

Oh! Did he know her? She turned to face the young man, surprised.

"How did you get to know me?"

"We were classmates in high school." Huh? Many attractive men became her classmates in high school.

So, what is its name?

"Ummm...could I get your phone number—"

"Margaux!" The young man abruptly ceased speaking when Margaux heard his friend Everly yell.

She quickly turned to find it. Margaux almost dropped her jaw when she noticed her friend's cousin standing next to her with his arms crossed and his face darkly focused on them.

The way he looked at her, it seemed as if Margaux would trip on the floor at any moment due to its lethal look.

Declan Heisenberg, to be precise.

"Come on, Margaux. Let's get some coffee." Everly waved at her, but she couldn't raise her hands to reciprocate the gesture.

Declan's lean against the doorway to Everly's house vanished in an instant, and was replaced by Damon—Everly's husband and immediately kissed her friend on the lips.

Margaux only averted her gaze.

"You and Everly still haven't really separated the friendship back then," the man in the back said later, only to discover that he had remained silent previously.

Margaux was about to say something when her car was violently parked next to her. It almost hit the man she was talking to earlier, but he quickly backed away.

"Fuck it! Who's the proud driver when — D-Declan!" The man didn't finish what he was about to say when Declan stepped out of the car, his brow raised, and looked at her.

He was seeing face to face with Margaux, hands on his pockets once more, when she noticed the darkness in Declan's face.

He leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms gently. Margaux's displeasure with the young man grew as a result.

"Have you found a new pet, Margaux?" Huh? He said something that made her frown.

Instead of being offended, Margaux showed her trembling smile even more as the young man's face darkened even more.

And the next thing Declan did was pull his cellphone out of his pocket, which was accompanied by the ringing of a message tone on Margaux's cellphone.

Despite her furrowed brow, she immediately turned off the music icon and opened her cellphone, only to discover that it was one of a mail.

She only softly heard the young man's weak moan as she opened and read the context of a message and turned to look him in the eyes.

Margaux's rage rose again in her chest, but she didn't show it to Declan.

Then Declan smirked.

"Now that you've passed the initial interview, you can begin your duties as my secretary as of today; get in!"

"Huh?"

"Get in, I hate repeating myself twice, woman!" Declan exclaimed, making Margaux want to kill the man at this point. Nonetheless, she managed to keep herself going for a while and still being calm.

She bowed her head and looked down at her gown. When she dresses like this in Declan's office, she's going to start working now?

Margaux looked up at the man, who now had even more pressure on his darkened face and slightly raised an eyebrow, as if he was just waiting for Margaux to get in his car so she could get right to work.

Margaux then smiled.

"Sir, may I go back to my house first to change?" Declan paused for a moment before his gaze passed behind her. Margaux followed Declan's gaze and was surprised that the man she had just spoken with was still standing there quietly.

Declan then scream. Margaux even jumped as a result of the volume of his voice.

"Get the hell out of my sight, asshole!" Margaux bit her lower lip just by looking at the poor man who now seemed to want to talk to her but could do nothing but to leave in front of them due to Declan's scolding.

"Now, Ms. Anson, get in my car!"

"Wait, with these clothes on?"

Declan's lips suddenly curved into a smile. And Margaux knew something outrageous was on this man's mind at that point.

"Well, if you want to get in my car naked, that's fine with me."

Margaux bit her lower lip once more to suppress her annoyance. She'd never wonder why she'd wake up one day and realize she was killing Declan with her hand.

Margaux is going to suffocate him to death.

But she didn't budge, and she smiled once she crossed her arms and hands.

"Would you mind if I get into your car, naked Mr. Declan Heisenberg?"

Margaux noticed the sudden masculinity in Declan's eyes and was even fixed when we leaned into its car.

Margaux then smiled quietly. She had discovered the man's flaw when she was the one who had to deal with it.

But what if she gets into his car without covering even one part of her body? What will his reaction may be?

Will she be able to entice Declan Heisenberg, whom she despises?

Will she triumph?

"That isn't a problem for me because your body has no effect on me, so don't worry, you're safe with my pennis. I don't want to rock your world anyway, I think you can't satisfy every man's need— "

"Fuck you!" Margaux is enraged yet again by Declan's insult to her.

Declan shook his head and tilted his head slightly to look at her.

But it was the foolish grin of the man who pushed her to turn her back on Declan that irritated her the most.

Margaux sighed angrily. She was enraged and wanted to kill the man...

"Not so fast, honey!" She came to a halt as she felt hands on her right arm.

Her pupils constricted as she turned to face Declan.

"What?" Declan anonymously inquired, his eyes closed!

"You're such a jerk, Declan, you're going to die."

"That was fine with me; just don't be the woman who does that to shake my world."

When Margaux's phone rang, she saw it was Mr. Conrad on the other end of the line, so she simply hid the young man who had just whistled before pocketing his hands again.

Margaux noticed Declan caressing hee as he looked at her from head to toe as she unplugged her cellphone to talk to Mr. Conrad.

Margaux shook her head again as she saw the admiration in his eyes. Declan Heisenberg is the only man who has purposefully focused his gaze on her. And the puzzle she sees in the young man's eyes is a complete nonsense.

Declan would never look at her in that way. And who knows, maybe she was just seeing unbelievable things.

"Congratulations, Ms. Anson! You passed the preliminary interview; please come to the office and begin your work as Mr. Heisenberg's secretary," Mr. Conrad said to her when she couldn't answer the phone.

Margaux was gracious in her response before hanging up the phone.

Then she realized she was in Declan's car.

She had no idea what was going through her head, and she had just ridden in Declan's own car, and they were now paving the way to his office.

The man was silent while driving, but Margaux noticed him stealing a glance at her before shaking his head and returning his attention to the road.

When they entered Declan's office, Margaux felt as if a few employees were staring at her, as if they wanted to throw darts at her.

It's understandable given that she's only dressed for jogging, and Margaux can't blame the female employees who look at her as if they're about to murder her.

Margaux took a step back when Declan turned to face her. Because of the sudden act, she almost sank into his chest.

"Careless as usual," he said as he swallowed and averted his gaze from her bulging chest.

"Get straight ahead in my office first, I need to release my cum — I mean, I need to," Declan said, pretending to cough before continuing, "—pee."

Declan abruptly turned his back on Margaux and took a slight stroll before stepping aside, and the young man completely lost sight of her.

What's the deal with that moron Declan?