All Chapters of Goodbye Jerk, Hello Mr. Perfect?: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Katherine POV Just as I had feared, Sara took the brunt of Mary's hatred for me.   I arrived just when Mary was pushing Sara out of the house.  Her face was livid in anger amidst Sara’s pleading voice.  I could not stand the scene.  I never approved of people wielding their power on those who can not defend themselves.  "Stop it!  You had no right to abuse my employee!” I cried, stepping in. When she heard my voice, Sara hid behind my back. I protectively covered her and faced my former mother-in-law, who by now, was frothing in the mouth in anger.  Sharp gaze zeroed in on me.  

Lucas Sanders"Are you sure you are doing the right thing?"My friend Oliver asked after I told him about what happened this afternoon. I was able to convince Katherine Fielding to work for me. She knew that she would be replacing Greg."I knew that she had been doing most of Greg's work. Too bad Greg took all the credit. This time, I will allow her to take all the credit for her design and make her shine." "Before you pull the rug from under her." Oliver supplied. "That was the plan. I can't wait to see Katherine's reaction when she realizes everything is a trap." I said, relishing the idea in my head.“My plans are rolling. In no time, I would be able to unmask Katherine Fielding and expose her lies.” I told him.I glanced at him before turning to the windshield when the traffic light turned green. “I kept studying her actions. From my perspective, Katherine's actions suggested that she did not know us."I scoffed at that. Unlike me, Oliver still believed I should give Katherin

Lucas POVI watched the byplay of emotions on Katherine’s face, and my resolve almost crumbled seeing a chink in her armor. For the first time since she came in this morning, I looked at her and noticed the shadows under her eyes, making me acutely aware of the stress she was in. “How is Erin?” I subtly changed our topic. She perked up instantly when I asked about her kid. “She is doing great," Katherine reported. "Thank you for the apartment. Erin would love the new place.” Her voice had an animated tilt to it that was lacking from earlier. I nodded.Against Oliver’s reminder to hold back, I allowed Katherine to use one of my apartments. “I thought you wanted her to suffer. Why does it appear like you always try to save her? You are not her knight. She was not your damsel in distress.” Oliver eyed me suspiciously when he heard about my offer. I have several properties in the area, but the one I lent Katherine had a previous occupant. Oliver learned I had to pay them off to

Katherine POV“He is Oliver Mans, the executive director for SF Assist. He is also Mr. Sanders’ friend.” I briefly told Veronica about how Oliver came to me, expressing support for Erin’s medical expenses after Greg pulled out his financial support.While I talked, Veronica had this smile playing on her lips. “What is it, Nix?” I asked when I could no longer hold my curiosity. She had this distinct look on her face that worried me. “I don’t know Katherine. I just feel this vibe that Mr. Mans likes you. The fact that he dropped by means something.” To say that I was surprised was an understatement. The idea never crossed my mind. “Don’t think anything of it. Oliver, I mean Mr. Mans.” I corrected when Nix shot me with a teasing glance. “..is just being considerate. Erin is his foundation’s beneficiary.” “On a first-name basis, huh?” She countered, ignoring my claim. “He told me to call him by his first name,” I explained.Veronica raised her brow. “And what about the boss?

Lucas POVIt kind of threw me off to see Agatha in the flesh. Just last week, she was in Paris. Now, she was standing in front of me, grinning happily. I called her name, breaking the stunned silence cloaking us. The sound jolted my employees out of their open-eye staring. I could not blame them. Agatha had this effect on just about anyone. She commands attention even if she is not trying.Even Dan Burns, my assistant, was star-struck. It was the first time Agatha visited me on my turf.Because she was a noted personality- known for her work in ramp modeling and fashion in Europe, she had a somewhat celebrity status.I could not blame my people if they stared at her. It was not always that a person of Agatha’s status would grace our office. It was only natural that her sudden appearance would disrupt our daily grind. Still, despite her elegance, beauty, and sophistication, my thoughts were consumed by the woman who worked two floors below me, seemingly unaware that she had