"Is there any issues, young master?" Secretary Kim's voice boomed. "Just a little something. I want you to call Paul's superior to make him report to work," Chase said in a flat tone."Yes sir, anything else?" Secretary Kim asked."Yes," Chase said and told secretary Kim what he wanted him to do next."I'll get right on it. Is that it?" Secretary Kim asked again to make sure the young master didn't want him to do anything else."That's all for now," Chase said and pulled the phone out of his ear, ending the call.He had a good feeling that Paul wouldn't report to work after Huncho gave him feedback of how their little journey went, but he wanted to make him feel every pain he cause Kenny, and that included reporting to work after being abused.Secretary Kim made the call and the general manager, who was surprised to hear his voice and even more surprised at his out-of-the-blue request quickly got to work. It wasn't everyday you got to speak to one of the personal assistants of the em

The day went by quickly and soon, it was time for lunch. Every other person went out for lunch except Paul, who was buried in work with an aching body."The broccoli isn't going to turn to a monster and bite you," Evelyn chuckled at Chase's indignant stare at the broccoli on his plate while the took their seat in their favorite spot."Yeah, thanks," he said and immediately picked it out and dropped it on the tray."What's your brother's name?" He asked out of the blue and Evelyn stopped her food mid-air. Chase had been trying to ask her all week but he didn't know how to bring up the conversation and decided the best way to do it was to just put it out there.Evelyn quickly regained her composure and put the food in her mouth. The question was so random that it sent her into a shock wave for a minute."My brother is Malcom. Malcolm Smith," she told him, not knowing why he needed the information but guessing he just wanted to talk about her family with her."Hmm," Chase nodded and made

"I love…""Here's your order," the waitress' voice sliced through the tension between them and Evelyn felt her resolve roll away."Thanks," Chase smiled at her as she displayed their food in front of them.She nodded once and turned to leave.Chase turned back to Evelyn who was now looking at the food in front of her like it was the most beautiful thing in the world.Eager to hear what she was going to say, he asked, "you love…?" He left the sentence incomplete for her to finish."Winter," she sputtered out. "I love winter," she said more firmly and raised her eyes to meet Chase's.Disappointment flashed through Chase's eyes for a brief second but was quickly replaced with a small smile."What was I thinking? Did I really think she was going to say she loves me? Stupid." Chase mentally scolded himself."Let's eat quickly," he nodded towards their food."Why did you order so much?" Evelyn giggled with a hand over her mouth."I read somewhere that food makes a woman's anger dissipate,"

"How did you know?" She asked him."Know what?" Chase asked. He thought they had closed the conversation."How did you know Paul is at the verge of losing his job?" She had been genuinely curious about it since the words left his lips. She knew Chase wasn't connected to the top managers and if at all something like that was going to happen, the information would only be among the top staff members and not cleaners like Chase and herself."Oh, wild guess. I'm probably even wrong," he shrugged his shoulders again, playing it off."Hmm," she hummed, even though she knew deep down that from the way Paul reacted, it was no wild guess or coincidence. "But why then…." She started to say but the door to their office was thrown open, making the words die in her throat."Guys!" Alice came barreling into the office. She came to a stop in the middle of the office, in front of where Chase and Evelyn sat. She hunched over, both hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath from running so fast.Ch

"What do I know about what?" Chase asked him with a small smirk playing on his lips."Do not play tricks with me, young man," Paul yelled, slamming his heavy hands down on his desk but Chase didn't bat an eyelash."Didn't that hurt your arm?" Chase asked, feigning concern."Wh….what…." Paul stuttered. How did Chase know his arms had been hurt?Getting bored of the game already, Chase decided to go straight to the point."If this is why you called me, making me leave my post, then I must say you lack work ethics. I'll have to excuse myself," Chase said confidently and stood up and Paul's face turned red in anger."Walk out on me and that will be the end of your services here. I'm your employer. Don't forget your place," he yelled.Chase chuckled a dark, humorless chuckle. He leaned forward and rested his palms on the desk so his face was inches away from Paul's.The blood dried from Paul's face at Chase's intimidating position and his eyes flickered to the telephone on his desk, trying