The CEO herself was offering me a position. It didn’t make sense. I lifted my gaze to Eleanor.
She sat across from me. Arms folded. Her sharp green eyes.
Unreadable. What? I asked my voice horse. Why would you do this? She tilted her head.
I already told you. You saved me. I let out a dry laugh.
It was just a flat tire. No. She said firmly.
Her eyes locking onto mine. It wasn’t. The way she said it made something in my chest tighten.
I looked down at the contract again. My hands trembling slightly. The salary alone was more money than I had ever seen in my life.
But it wasn’t just about that. This was a real opportunity. A second chance.
A part of me wanted to say yes immediately. But another part of me hesitated. I clenched my fists.
I don’t want pity. Her eyes flashed with something unreadable. This isn’t pity.
Silence stretched between us. Then she leaned back, crossing her legs. You have two choices, she said coolly.
You can walk out of here, go back to whatever job search you were doing before. Or you can take a chance. My pulse thundered in my ears.
This felt too good to be true. And yet, something told me this woman wasn’t the type to waste her time. Slowly, I reached for the pen.
And then, I signed my name. The next morning, I stepped into Carter Enterprises as an employee. It still didn’t feel real.
The office was a world I didn’t belong in. The people in tailored suits. The polished floors.
The sound of expensive heels clicking against marble. It was all so foreign. I fell out of place.
Mr. Walker? A crisp voice cut through my thoughts. I turned to find a woman in a sleek black suit holding a folder. I’m Ava, Ms. Carter’s executive assistant.
Follow me. I swallowed hard and nodded. She led me through a maze of glass-walled offices before stopping in front of a door.
Your workspace, she said, motioning inside. I stepped in, my breath catching. It wasn’t a cubicle.
It wasn’t a cramped desk in a crowded room. It was a private office. I turned to Ava.
There’s been a mistake. I don’t think. No mistake, she said curtly.
Ms. Carter made the arrangements herself. My stomach twisted. Why was she doing this? Before I could question it further, Ava handed me a folder.
Your responsibilities. Read through them. You start immediately.
Then she walked out, leaving me standing there, my heart pounding. I had no idea what I had just gotten myself into. But one thing was clear.
This wasn’t going to be just a job. From the moment I stepped into that office, I knew I wasn’t welcome. Whispers followed me down the hall.
Stares lingered longer than they should have. I could feel it. Resentment.
Suspicion. Curiosity. Who is he? Why does he have an office? He doesn’t even have experience.
I clenched my jaw and kept walking, pretending I didn’t hear. But the truth was, they were right. I didn’t belong here.
And the wolves in this office. They could smell weakness. I had to prove myself.
Fast. The first real challenge came a few days later. Eleanor called me to her office, her expression unreadable as she slid a thick file across the desk.
I need you to prepare a presentation for the executive board, she said. They’ll be expecting a financial analysis by Friday. I felt the blood drain from my face.
I barely had any corporate experience, let alone experience presenting to executives. I don’t know if I can. You can.
Her voice was firm. And you will. I swallow hard.
This wasn’t a favor. This was a test. I spent the next three days buried in financial reports, trying to make sense of numbers that felt like a foreign language.
I barely slept. By the time Friday came, I was running on coffee and nerves. I stepped into the boardroom, facing a table full of powerful executives….
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