I’m Someone Else

Chapter 12

Olivia closed her eyes in fear. She might die if she kept them open. The world spun around for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, the bend was nowhere to be found. Everything around them turned to a blur again.

Five minutes later, Thomas parked the car outside a building. “We’re here,” he said.

She shot him a glare and got out of the car, but she crouched down and puked all over the ground right away.

“Holy sh*t!” Thomas gasped and quickly got out of the car to pat her back.

She finally stopped vomiting a while later and stood back up with Thomas’ help. “Goddammit. You scared me. I’m—”

Worried that she might deduct his pay, he interrupted, “You said nobody’s driving can scare you.”

“You little…” Olivia felt her cheeks burning up. She didn’t expect her savior would make her eat her own words. “Wait for me right here. I’ll come back after I’m done.” She went into the office without turning back.

Thomas smiled. “Hey, my driving scared you, you know.”

Her foot slipped, and she almost fell. Olivia thought, Just you wait. We have a long future ahead of us. Someday I’ll get you back for this.

The guards outside the building had been staring at Olivia. Whoa, that’s the most gorgeous lady in Irieson—Olivia Pearson.

she went into the building, the guards whispered among each

retching after

“Hey, maybe she’s pregnant.”

“No way.”

can’t be too sure. We’ve seen her many times before. She’s never carsick,

smokes, that’s big news. Wonder who’s the

guy got in the car and drove it into the parking lot before he rested

but surprisingly, Olivia only came back out at six in the evening. The

exhaustion in her eyes.

Olivia didn’t forget what she promised Thomas. They went to a bank, and she handed seven grand to him. “Here. Get

by the

an upscale spot in the southern part of the city. “This is where I live. Pick me up at nine tomorrow, and make sure you see HR tomorrow for the application

place and

Pearson Group is one of the top

moving. Chloe didn’t have a lot of stuff in her place, and Thomas was driving, so

bit on BBQ

up by the aroma of food the next morning. He went to the kitchen and saw that Chloe had made breakfast.

he arrived at the HR department, he noticed a big poster hanging at a conspicuous spot. ‘Hiring a driver for the president. Good driving skills are required. Required qualifications: high school diploma and

on? I thought I got the job. Why are they hiring a

talking business, so nobody knew she had chosen

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