I’m Someone Else

“Yep.” He nodded solemnly.

And then Olivia let out a laugh.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I thought it was something worse, but it turns out you’re just looking for a job. You could have just called me.”

Thomas blinked. “So you’re gonna help?”

“Of course. Can you drive?”

“Yep.” He learned how to drive when he was in the military. In terms of skill, he was about on par with any professional racer. He was the driver every time they were out on missions, and all the dangerous situations he escaped from polished his skills.

She tossed her car key to him. “You’re my driver now, and just in time too because I need to see someone.”

She then got up. If it weren’t for his visit, she would have been negotiating with Mr. Munich. Now that she had settled his problem and got herself a driver, she had to settle work as soon as possible.

Thomas was surprised to see the logo on the key. He thought, Wow, she’s really rich. It’s a BMW, and she tosses the key around like it’s nothing.

“Well, don’t just stand there.”

“Um…” Thomas scratched his head. “You haven’t told me how much you’re paying me. I need a job that pays me slightly higher.” I can’t take care of Chloe and her family otherwise. Her father’s treatment costs a lot. Gotta talk to her about this upfront.

thumped her chest. “Eleven hundred every month.

Thomas’ eyes shone. Most of Irieson’s white collars were only paid that much as well. That’s a big

no idea that his salary was beyond the normal range. The only reason Olivia paid him that much was because of her gratitude

at the time. “Okay, what

she dropped out because of financial issues. Can

administrative secretary. She can start tomorrow. Seven hundred

then she realized Thomas still wasn’t coming. “Don’t tell me you have some

“Can you lend me twenty-eight hundred? Deduct it from my pay. My sister and I need to rent a house, but we don’t have enough

a sigh. “Can you finish everything in one go? Anything else you need? Just tell

his head. “No. That’s

you

left the conference room and asked, “Well, let’s go, Miss Pearson. Aren’t you in

her eyes. It’s your fault. You

was a red BMW Z4. Even in a metropolis like Irieson, a Z4 was still rare. He drove slowly at first to test

starting to get exasperated. “Can you really drive? Feels as

at her. “Of course, I can. I can

up. I’m

don’t wanna scare you. You might

you can scare me?” She scoffed. “Not to brag, but nobody’s driving can scare

wasn’t called the destroyer of cars for nothing. She would turn left while signaling right, and that was the

off. “I think we should go slow. For safety’s

I don’t have time for you to train yourself up.

my pay. Fine. I was going to stay humble, but you asked for it, so don’t say I didn’t warn you. “Buckle up. We’re going for