My Dad’s Business Partner Read Online Cassandra Dee

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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30802 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
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After all, I take after my dad’s side of the family, and we like to have fun. We’re roly-poly and adventurous, with nary a fragile bone in our bodies. But as much as I would love to get to know Gray as an adult woman with sexual needs, there’s no way he will ever see me as more than the goofy, chunky girl who knocked over his birthday cake when she was ten years old. Unfortunately, it’ll never happen for me with Gray.

I snort to myself and force myself to close my eyes. But even as I begin to drift, my mind is filled with a low voice, bronzed hands, and a pair of blue eyes that follow every sway of my hips. With one last sigh, I breathe his name like a prayer, and then my mind shuts off for the night.

2

Harlow

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Jane went shopping with me last week for work clothes because she said I had nothing appropriate. I’m thankful, because my friend is right. All my so-called “work clothes” were shabby and too tight. I put on the freshman fifteen and then the sophomore twenty, so I’m a bigger girl now. New clothes were definitely needed.

Now, I pull up to Kombuchaid headquarters in a pale gray skirt suit and white lace blouse. My leather messenger is by my side, and I swing it over one shoulder while getting out of my car. I’m still awkward in heels, mincing across the parking lot, but at least they make me feel taller and more confident.

As I enter the glass doors, I hear a sharp voice call out across the marble waiting area.

“Miss Marshall?” A severe woman in an eggplant suit stalks over to me in stilettos. She has far too much makeup on and one of those “I want to speak to your manager” hairstyles. I’m immediately intimidated.

“Yes?”

She gives me a perfunctory nod.

“I’m Karen, and I’m here to show you around on your first day. Follow me.” And with that, she spins on her heel and walks away, her mouth pursed like she’s just bitten into a lemon. Clearly, Karen doesn’t want to be doing this, and wishes I were dead. I instantly do not like her. She’s skinny and rude and reminds me far too much of my mother but what choice do I have?

Silently, I follow her through the labyrinth of Kombuchaid headquarters and end up completely lost by the time we arrive at my desk. It’s my own little gray corner of office hell, and I wonder if I’m being punished for something. There are probably shackles under the desk, come to think of it, although I force myself not to look.

“Um, thanks,” I mutter.

“Only the best for Brent’s daughter,” Karen says with an ugly twist to her mouth. “There’s nothing for you to do right now, but I’m sure you can occupy your time with your phone or something.”

I nod tightly.

“I’m happy to do whatever is needed, Karen. I can run copies or go get coffee if you like.”

Her sharp laugh is more like a bark. I turn to see if anyone heard, but there’s no one in the office yet.

“No, it’s fine. I’m sure you’ll find something to do. Just sit here, okay? That’s it. That’s the job.”

God, why is this woman such a bitch? I didn’t ask to be the boss’s daughter.

“Thanks,” I say tightly. “I’ll keep you updated.”

“Great,” she says coldly before disappearing down a hallway.

I’m pretty shocked at how openly hostile Karen is. I mean, who acts like that straight off the bat? Clearly, she’s got a chip on her shoulder from something or other.

But I don’t want to make a big deal of it because I don’t want everyone to think I’m that girl. There’s no sense in starting off the summer as the rich bitch who’s also the boss’s spoiled daughter. As a result, I decide to keep my head down. I get acquainted with my computer, clicking around on some random folders. There are no emails yet, which is good. Then, I read a bit of the company manual, but it’s exceedingly boring. So I do as Karen suggested: I pop out my phone and play around a bit. Candy Crush keeps me occupied for fifteen minutes, but then I get bored of that too. I try angling the phone for a selfie, but it’s too depressing. There’s too much gray between my suit and the cloth-covered walls. Tomorrow, I’m going to bring a few succulents to spice this place up because right now, it’s just too blah.

To my surprise, an hour passes and then two. No one comes around to say hi or introduce themselves either, so I decide to head to the bathroom. After relieving myself, there’s still nothing to do, so I decide to take myself on a tour of this place. I’ve been to Kombuchaid headquarters before, of course, but it was always with my dad and we pretty much just stuck to the reception area and his office. This time, I’ll show myself around a bit.


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