Page 37 of Selfish Suit

He ends the call before I can ask him what the hell he means by that.

I call him back, but he doesn’t answer.

I try to reach him again and again, and his only response is a text message.

Nolan

I’m going to stop by Hudson University and ask them to confirm you actually attended…

What do you think your bosses will say when they find out the REAL truth?

You barely lasted three semesters, and you’re nowhere near close to finishing…

It clearly doesn’t matter since I already have this job.

On the website it says everyone has a master’s degree or one in progress.

Let me make some calls.

Nolan…

I wonder how Skittles would feel if they knew they were being lied to about the qualifications of their marketing team.

My dad is best friends with their CFO, you know?

What in the actual hell…

I immediately text Dominic.

Something personal just came up. I need the rest of the day off to handle it.

For what?

I just need it. Please.

Give me a good reason to say yes.

Because I foolishly took your advice with Nolan without planning for it first.

You need time off to cry about a good decision?

I’m done explaining myself. I’m off for the rest of the day. Thank you.

THE INTERN

IVY

Six Hours Later

Irush into the lobby of Dominic’s condo, my heart thudding in my chest. Inside my purse, I have heirloom jewelry that I’ve collected from pawn stores, things I could finally afford to pay back. Things I hate that I ever told Nolan about.

I’ve been dealing with his threats all afternoon—letting him lead me on a twisted scavenger hunt of secrets I thought he would keep. And at this point, I’d rather just sift through whatever carnage he causes instead of trying to prevent him from striking me anymore.

Taking several deep breaths, I vow to never let him back into my life again. As I’m repeating those lines again, someone calls my name from behind.

“Ivyyyy!” It’s a raspy, deep voice that’s all too familiar.

What the…

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