Love's Perfect Match

While Hank was taking that woman on a tour around his firm, Yelena had left in silence. When Hank turned back, he saw Summer standing at the reception alone, staring at him.

Noticing Hank looking at her, Summer looked at him as well. For the first time ever, there was no admiration in her eyes. There was disappointment and disdain.

Is that disdain I notice? Hank thought he was seeing things. When he tried to take a closer look, Summer had looked away and was staring at the entrance.

"Hank? What are you staring at, Hank?" The girl waved her hand in front of Hank's face, snapping him out of his stupor.

"Nothing. Let's go upstairs."

Cecelia waved her hand. "No. Someone's waiting for me. That concludes our appointment today. See you tomorrow, Mr. Damazio."

Hank looked away and nodded gently. "Sure. Go now. Drive safe."

"I know, I know. Bye now." Cecelia picked up her bag and walked off. When she reached the entrance, she asked Summer, "Who was that with you just now? She was staring at me."

Summer thought of Yelena as her friend. The fact that Cecelia was trying to act innocent got on her nerves. She snapped, "That's confidential. I cannot answer that, miss."

Surprised by Summer's snappish attitude, Cecelia smiled awkwardly at Hank. "Your employee can be quite the character."

"She needs

didn't care about his

Cecelia shrugged and left.

did you

Damazio." Summer sorted out the

in him. "Why did you snap at my client? Have you forgotten what I told

time she spoke to him that way, and she was ready to lose her job over this. This job was hard to get, it paid well, and she didn't

kind of attitude he expected from her. However, he realized Yelena had been chatting with her lately. It was normal if they became friends. She made an ally out of Summer in just a few days. That's surprising. "What do you mean

what

say something?" If she's already calling me heartless, there's no telling

was about to keep asking, but Summer got agitated. "It hasn't been days since I knew her, but she's a timid girl. She gets flustered and will apologize profusely just because she bumps

at

just to spite her. Words aren't enough to express how

laughed. "You're going to call me a jerk,

I've offended you and your client, then fire me. I won't complain, but please don't leave

"Very well." Hank nodded.

front, Summer still winced from the termination. Damn it. I'm unemployed now. "I'll pack my

to. The firm needs someone with a