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Sameer blushed. “No problem. I have your phone number. I’ll text you my email address.”

She was surprised because she didn’t recall giving him her phone number.

“I got it from Mrs. Vasudev,” he said sheepishly.

She smiled. “Oh. I see.”

She didn’t mind that the normally shy guy had sneakily gotten her number.

Sameer shook Arjun’s hand. “Thank you, Arjun for inviting me over for dinner. I’ll see you around.”

Wishing them goodnight, Sameer stepped out of the apartment.

Tanvi suddenly found herself alone with her arrogant neighbor who she now knew also worked at Prism.

“Why didn’t you tell me you worked at Prism Corporation?” she demanded.

He raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t ask, princess.”

Her cheeks heated as he was right.

“What do you do there?” she asked.

“I’m a security consultant. I take care of the building security.”

She froze for a moment. Excitement built inside her at the thought of him having access to the Prism Corporation building, including the topmost floor.

She put on a blank look on her face. “Oh. That’s very interesting.”

“Yeah. Very interesting.” He sounded amused.

Annoyed by his tone, she got up from the couch. She cleared her plate and took it to the kitchen. She washed her plate and placed it next to the rest of the washed plates.

When she stepped out of the small kitchen, her arrogant neighbor was waiting outside.

“Why not ask for daddy’s help for a job?” he asked. “I’m sure he’d find something for you to do to pass the time.”

Her teeth clenched at his words. The arrogant ass didn’t know she was a freelance writer and volunteered in many organizations. She was also actively involved in activities of her trust. But she didn’t want to tell him any of that.

“I prefer to work for an outside company.”

He didn’t say anything. She was sure he thought she was too spoiled to think of working for her father’s businesses.

“Thank you for dinner,” she said.

With her stomach filled with delicious food and a possible job offer dangling in the near future, she felt generous enough to ignore the arrogance of her new neighbor.

Until he opened his mouth again.

“You are welcome, princess,” he drawled. “By the way, that was great scheming. Oscar worthy. Sameer didn’t even know he was being lured into your scheming. Let’s hope that when the poor bastard helps you get the job, he won’t be in trouble with the plan you are hatching against Prism Corporation.”

Anger and annoyance once again shot up inside her at his accurate analysis. Ignoring his smirk, she turned away. She could hear his laughter even when she got into her apartment and slammed the door shut.

Ugh. I hate the arrogant jerk.

CHAPTER 9

“What do you mean you are going to work at Prism Corporation?”

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