“Lizzieeee!!!”, I squealed through the phone.

“Yes baby”, Lizzie answered. I’m sure she was puzzled.
”Come over”, I said blandly, dropping the call.

About thirty minutes later, Lizzie came in. I was lying on the couch, eating ice cream.
She rushed towards me, looking concerned.
”Are you okay? Ice cream is a code for deception, right?”, she asked, touching my forehead.
”Lizzie-“, I started but she interrupted me.
”Shush! I know you’re hurt and I’m really sorry. I had no idea… I thought he was just gonna see you and offer to give you the job. Mon dieu, quel con!” (My god, what a stupid man!)

“Lizzie”, I laughed. She was getting really worked up over nothing.
”C’est vraiment un imbécile de la pure espèce! Je vais lui dire ce que je pense vraiment de lui!”, she fumed, making me burst into laughter (He’s really a fool of the highest order. I’m going to tell him what I really think of him)
She looked and angrily and said, “It’s not funny, Gisele”

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job”, I said smiling, then sent my ice cream towards her. “Peace offering?”
She looked at me murderously then started laughing, “I’m going to kill you Gisele. How could you?!”
She jumped on me and started a tickle war, then we ate ice cream while she gave me tips on how to seduce a billionaire.
”You should be cla**y but not too much. He might think you’re a prude. Smile pretty much all the time. Compliment his abs and giggle”, I looked at her at the last one and laughed.
”Lizzie stop!”, I said, almost choking on my laughter.
”No, I swear.

forced her to

and the desk that housed my books and cringed. I tried to see it through the eyes of a billionaire and it really did not look good. Since the furniture didn’t belong to me, I wasn’t going to do anything about it.
”Nothing sir. It doesn’t belong to me”, I replied.
He nodded, looking around thoughtfully.
”Slate”, he said abruptly.
”Huh?”, I asked, confused.
”Slate. I told you to call me Slate”, he repeated with a smirk.
”Oh sorry”, I said, blushing even more. Sometimes I really hated my quick-to-blush skin.
”Next time you slip, I just might have to punish you”, he said, smirking even more broadly.
”Punish me?”, I asked, not sure I wanted to know what he meant by that, my cheeks heating up more. I had discovered

momentarily surprised. Then I realized that he had asked me a question. “Oh! My dad is French and my mom is from Texas”, I answered, still looking out of the window. I really didn’t feel like talking about my family at that moment.
”And you’ve lived here

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the one in possession of my file”, I said, jokingly, trying to lighten the mood, but he took my question seriously and was silent until I said, “I was joking”
He let out a huge sigh of relief and we started laughing along with each other. “You should have seen your face sir”, I gasped out in

impressed, raising my eyebrows.
”Je fais de mon mieux”, he replied, making me giggle and clap. He spoke quite well and his French did not have an accent.
He bowed, making me laugh even harder, before going on to show me where I

my simple remark, upon seeing the room.
”I hope you

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