Chapter 7

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I angled my skateboard to the ground and pushed off, skating towards the ATC with my earphones plugged into my ears.

I gave my usual good morning salute to the security and rode inside the lobby.

Hanging from the two tall pillars on either sides was a large banner that read 'Celebrating the 35th anniversary of the ATC' oh yes I forgot to mention. Today is the big day.

Not as the 'annivesary big day' but as the 'fiancé big day'.

It's what everybody had been talking about for the past two weeks. Be it the press, the public or the employees - simply everyone. And me, I love gossip

This fiancé thing was such a big deal because no one, not even the paparazzi had ever seen the young handsome billionaire dating anyone in his entire life.

So for that reason the amount of drama that had been happening here for the past few weeks is enough to change Ian Kingston's name into Ian Kardashian.

As of example, last week we literally had the paparazzi breaking into our company like some thieves.

And one even snapped a photo of me trying to gulp down a sandwich in the middle of a meeting. Ha not very cool when our VP saw the picture.

"ARE YOU FREAKING SKATING INSIDE THE OFFICE?" Someone screamed in my ear and I toppled over the skateboard, falling flat on my butt.

"Ouch" I groaned and looked up to see our VP glowering down at me with her hands on her hips.

"What kind of indecency is this Evans? And-and" Her eyes fell on my sneakers and her nostrils flared. "Why aren't you wearing heels?"

"Umm" I racked my brain for an excuse. "B-because today is not that much of a working day" I winced at how stupid it sounds.

"And why do you think like that?"

"It's the company anniversary" I gave her a cheeky smile and her face twisted into an angry scowl.

"You, Evans-" She pointed a finger at me. "I'll show you how much of a working day today can be" Then she turned on her heels and went on her way.

I groaned and wearily got up. Witch I muttered a curse under my breath and dusted off my pants. Knowing our VP would break my skateboard if I take it to our floor, I hid it behind a plant pot in the lobby before going back to the marketing department.

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"So" Lexi spun in her chair. "I have two dresses but I can't select what to wear. What do you think? Blue or white"

"Blue?" I scrunched up my nose. "Well send me a picture of it. Then I'll select"

"Okie dokie" She nodded. "So what are you going to wear tonight?"

"I don't know" I kept my chin on my palm and pouted. "I have to see"

"Brian, what are you going to wear?"

"I'm gonna wear a red dress with laces" Brian said sarcastically and I snorted, seeing Lexi's lips curl into a frown.

"Stupid Brian" Lexi stuck her tongue out and angrily went back to working.

"Hailey" The VP bellowed from across the room.

What now? I mumbled and looked up. "Yes ma'am"

"Come here" She demanded.

Reluctantly I walked over to her and she threw a file to my hand. "Take this to Mr. Lambert. He needs it immediately"

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