All Chapters of Two fake identities : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

EVE’S POVI walked into the kitchen to the sight of Morgan, standing over an overturned recycling bin, with several shattered beer bottles at his feet. He had a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other, still as he looked at the mess he had made.When I appeared, he looked from the mess to me and then back again. "l, uh..." he began, then went to rub the back of his neck, but realised that was impossible with the dustpan in his hand, so he dropped his hand and shrugged.I was relieved that he didn't seem to have hurt himself. But I couldn't help but be amused at how he looked standing there looking at the mess he had made, as if not sure how it had happened.He cleared his throat and looked at me. "I was sweeping and then. I hit the bin."Yeah, I had guessed as much. Stepping forward, I reached for his broom. "Let me clean it up.""No" he said, stepping back. "Careful" he added, looking down at the shattered glass. "Don't step on them".I stepped back from the fallen bin.“Ar

ELLA'S POV When I was asked to see the vice president first thing in the morning, I never could have imagined it would be concerning Eve's interview and her subsequent rejection. After having the panel reject her the previous day, I had slept like a baby, happy that I had finally executed my revenge. Keeping Eve out of the company almost made up for that time in college when I lost the scholarship to her. And, not only had I managed to cost her a job at the prestigious Edwards Group, but also I had tarnished her reputation at the same time. I had been certain that once the words spread in the industry, Eve would have a hard time finding a job elsewhere.With all the happy imaginations in my head, I hadn't foreseen what was currently happening, sitting opposite a righteous-looking Eve, under the strict scrutiny of the Edwards Group's, vice president.Why was Dickson paying so much attention to Eve's case, anyway? The man rejected hundreds of applicants daily and forgot about it. If

EVE'S POV Finally, I completed the third round of the interview at the Edwards Group and was now officially hired. After the debacle with Ella was out of the way, the rest of the process had been smooth, and I completed my interviews confident, knowing that I would be judged fairly. Eventually, I passed all three rounds and signed an employment contract with the company.On the morning of my first day at work, I went by the flower shop to buy myself congratulatory flowers. I was so excited to begin my career at the company I had always wanted to work at. And getting myself a bunch of flowers seemed well in order. They were the perfect way to symbolise the new beginning in my career. And hopefully bring more luck my way, I hoped.I had just started looking around the shop when an attendant in a bright orange apron approached me. "Welcome to our shop, Miss. ls there anything in particular that you're looking for?".I wished I could spend more time admiring the beautiful flowers and t

MORGAN'S POV I scoffed as Eve narrated how she thought Daniel was the one who helped her with the interview. Had I gone through all this trouble to give her a fair shot at the job, only for her to think it was another man who helped her? She must think really highly of the guy."Did he tell you that?" I asked, crossing my arms across my chest. At that point, we were just standing in the middle of the alley, immersed in our argument."No," she replied, blowing away stray strands of hair from her face. "But it makes sense. Nobody else at the company knows me personally, so he's the only one who could have spoken for me against Ella. He's a head designer, so I think he's close to the vice president. Besides, he comes from a powerful family. He probably has some influence around here"The more she talked about the guy, the more my irritation grew. Did she say he was her senior? Did she have a crush on him or something? Just because he was not her lover didn't mean she wasn't intereste

EVE'S POV"What is going on?" I asked when Morgan didn't offer any explanation about the sudden change in our means of transport. "Whose car is this?", I added.He shifted in his seat to look at me. "Since it's your first day at work, I wanted to do something special for you. So I hired this car to pick you up”.I didn't know what to say at first. Of course, the only way he could pick me up with such an expensive car was if he rented one. But why would he go to such an extent? We weren't even a real couple. Still, it warmed my heart that he wanted to do something special for me on my first day at work.“Thanks" I said to him. "It's a nice ride", I added.It was better than nice. It was the kind of car only the very wealthy drove, and I knew that meant the renting fee had to be quite high. While it was nice that he thought to do this for me, I couldn't ignore the financial implication. I was out of cash and he was making money on a part-time job. We just couldn't afford to splurge