Page 11 of His Cruel Billionaire Scorecard

“Better luck next time, Mr. Roman,” someone said.

There was friendly laughter.

“Okay I’ll allow you just this once,” Roman said, laughing a little as he got up, and Allen stretched out an arm to Roman and shook it profusely.

“Sorry but this is the first time I’ve ever won against you, and I’ll make sure I treasure this moment.”

“Hmm,” Roman grunted before snapping his fingers, and his assistant Scott appeared beside him, bringing out his jacket secret for his boss.

Roman took a deep breath.

“My cigar, please. Scott.”

Scott brought out a cigar from his jacket pocket and lit it, presenting it to his boss.

He took in a deep exhale of his cigar, letting the heady whiff of the smoke fill his head.

“All right, I’m done here,” and Scott nodded, stepping out of the way.

He had to turn in early. Tomorrow was another day of work and another day of seeing her.

Chapter 5

“Dammit,”Oliviawhispered,bangingher head slowly and repeatedly against the wall.

Their boss had decided it was best to display his scorecard in the lobby where everyone could see it with everyone’s rank.

“You know you’re the second to the last on the rank,” Jane said.

“Just below Todd, a guy who is known for slacking off.”

Jane put a comforting hand on her shoulder, “don’t even think about it too much,” she said, “just… you know? Try and get your ratings up.”

“How do I do that? And why is there a commotion this early?”

“It seems like there’s big news.”

Around the workplace, people were walking up and down helter-skelter and very fast too, and Olivia spotted Linda, the secretary.

“Hey Linda,” she was holding a stack of heavy-looking files and on a call; whoever was at the end of the line was not having the best day of their life.

“You think I’m not going to fire you? I’m going to recommend it to Mr. Brockman; you’re taking off this immediately, you understand?

If you can’t get this done within the next 2 hours, let me know right now so I can put another person in. I’ll let you know, and I will be leaving a very nasty review!”

“Yikes,” Olivia said.

Linda ended the call and noticed the two interns, and her face lit up as if she had just seen a running stream in the middle of the desert.

“Oh my god, there you guys are,” Linda said, running towards them and nearly tripping on her heels as the length of her skirt didn’t allow her to run farther than she wished to.

“Please be careful and don’t trip on our account.”

“Never mind that,” Linda panted.

“Take this, thank you,” she said, dividing and handing the files to both Jane and Olivia.

“Damn. These files are heavy. What’s all this about?” Olivia asked as Linda pulled a handkerchief from her breast pocket, mopping up the sweat on her brow.

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