Sold? Oh Please. Chapter 274
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The smile on Katherine's face when she walked into the hospital was an evidence of her good mood. Yesterday was hectic and she left here feeling the complete opposite. Too tired to think she only wanted sleep. But as she got to her apartment, a rose bouquet arrived for her, and what was more exciting, there was food!
She wasn't in the least expecting any of it, the flowers... maybe. Devon always sent her flowers, and as much as she tired to keep them alive, it appeared she was only talented in that aspect when it came to human beings. She did everything. Put them in water, leave them by her window. But nothing, it was actually getting tiring but she could never bring herself to toss them out immediately they came so she repeated the cycle each time.
But yesterday had been different, she got something that she actually needed. And she knew it must have been a guess but he managed to get what she was craving for her. She would have slept hungry had it not been for her sweet boyfriend! Devon was getting better at this, and she could finally say her boyfriend sent her food! All the way from another town he thought of her and sent her food!
'Eeeeeeeeek!!!' She squealed internally. Paul who? She was in love with someone else know!
Humming she pushed the elevator button and it didn't even delay. Dinging open, the strangest but best thing ever happened. It was empty, the possibility of entering an empty elevator in the morning like this was like a one in a hundred chance. It seemed her positive energy affected this things as well.
Walking out of the elevator with an extra gait in her step, she brushed through the greeting from her staff.
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"Wait. Dr. Park." Her assistant called.
Turning around she faced the woman. "You have a guest in your office."
"My office?" Katherine asked. And the woman nodded. "But I'm not in there, infact I am just arriving for the day. Why did you let the person in my office?" She frowned slightly.
"She insisted, she said it would be better for both of you of people didn't see her here."
'Jessie?' Katherine thought. 'It is probably Jessie.' She nodded at her secretary and began to walk to her office.
Pushing the open, her smile returning she was eager to meet Jessie. After all she hadn't met that friend of hers for weeks now.
"Je-" her eyes widened when she saw who was waiting for her. And even openly disrespecting her by sitting in her chair.
"What the hell are you doing in my office?" Katherine spat, everything evidence of positivity vanishing into thin air, as though it was never there.
"What do you think? You've been a bad girl, but don't worry I don't strike without warning you can rest easy... for now. I only came to talk."
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Immediately Jason left the house Jessie was in the next car and leaving the manor. She already called Paul earlier and set up a meeting. Now all she needed was to get to him without Jason knowing. Although she doubted that terribly, especially when that mountain of a man was in the car right in front of her.
She still couldn't believe he left his bodyguard in the house. He was the one in danger, he was the one leaving the manor. Quite alright she left as well but he didn't know that. It took all her acting and manipulation skills to get that guy to let her leave but at the end of the day victory was hers.
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Even now as she stood in the elevator heading to Paul's office, she had to endure this crammed space. It was only her and Sebastian in the elevator but it felt as if she was standing there with ten people. What was worse, he barely spoke, never smiled, and didn't carry a gun.
If that didn't scare you, it definitely scared her, how strong and confident was he to not carry a gun? In her opinion that was just being stupid but it also made her curious. How capable was this man exactly? She knew he would never hurt her but didn't mean she wasn't scared of him. Hell she was terrified of the man.
Paul was expecting Jessie, Ofcourse she had called. What he was not expecting as he pulled open his door was a familiar yet surprising frame, standing even taller that the door frame.
Ducking his head inside the room and stepping to the side, he finally saw Jessie who stood like a midget behind him, even in her seven inch pumps.
"Hello Paul." She smiled, hugging him lightly, he gestured for her to come in and she did.
Before he could even pull the door shut, Sebastian already did.
"Why is he here?" Paul asked her. "I thought you said you would come after Jason left, how is his bodyguard with you?"
"I'm as confused as you are." Jessie sighed. "The manor is literally a fortress, yet he left his mountain man at home with me. He's getting really paranoid these days." She huffed, pouting in annoyance.
"Can he listen to this?" Paul asked.
"Well, I don't care if he tells Jason. I already told him I wanted him to see a therapist or a psychologist or something." She stated.
"And did he agree?" Paul asked with a knowing look.
"Not my concern, if I'm forced to log around this giant man, then he can see a therapist don't you think?" She smiled sheepishly. "I would make such a trade anyday."
Paul couldn't help the smile that tugged on his lip. "You're really settling into the role of a girlfriend now aren't you?"
She tried to hold in the smile, but it only made her cheeks redder, forcing her to look away.
Paul, Ofcourse never understood that people embarrassed shouldn't be prodded, so he teased her. "Awwwn look at you, you're blushing!" He gushed, causing her ears to follow suit and heat up.
Before he could speak up, he learnt the hard way when she punched his belly. "Oof!"
"Don't tease me." She said still looking red.
"Okay, okay, sorry. That hurt." He raised his hands in surrender.
"It was supposed to." She said. "But you will make it up to me."
"How?"
"How was Jason like before his mother died?" She asked. "What was his mother like?"
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