going to get hurt.”
“Jackson, I know what you’re trying to do--”
“You mean look out for you?”
“Save your breath. I can look out for myself. Besides, Max loves me. And I love him,” Chloe revealed.
“You’re making a big mistake,” Jackson insisted.
Chloe changed the subject. “I really have to be getting back to work.”
Chloe then walked towards the entrance, leaving Jackson fuming.
Jackson clenched his fist and narrowed his eyes.
***
When Jackson and Chloe were finally both back inside the office, Daisy unloaded her car and started bringing her purchases in. Then she got to work. The new couch and chairs and tables she ordered wouldn’t arrive for a couple of days, but a lot of the little stuff could be done such as putting out the new accent pieces and hanging the artwork she bought on the walls.
In the middle of redecorating the waiting room, the receptionist Amber grabbed her attention.
“Max wants to see you in his office,” Amber said.
Daisy grimaced. She didn’t like showing off her work until it was ready. There was still a lot of work to be done. Maybe Max just wanted a status update.
Ironically, Daisy was forced to play a game of hurry up and wait as when she got to Max’s office, he was already in a meeting with someone.
It was Peter Simpson, Esquire—Max’s protégé. Peter was in his mid-thirties. He was headstrong and ambitious. The kind of man that didn’t like being made to wait for something like a promotion.
Peter was a complete shark. No wonder Max had recruited him out of law school to join the practice. But Peter was at the point where he felt like he’d already paid his dues, and he wasn’t afraid to speak candidly about his feelings.
Even though the door to Max’s office was mostly shut, it was cracked open just enough for Daisy to hear what was going on.
Inside the office…
Peter aired his grievances.
“How long am I supposed to wait around for you to make me a partner?” Peter barked.
Peter and Max had a lot in common. They both had a killer instinct, not to mention oversized egos. When they clashed, it was two alpha’s arguing, and neither was the type to back down.
“Patience Peter. You have to earn your keep,” Max insisted.
“Max, all I do is win. Look at my record,” Peter replied.
“I know your record.”
“Then you can see why I’m tired of being patient. You can’t expect me to wait around forever.”
“What are you getting at?”
“I’m just saying, you aren’t the only game in town. If you’re not willing to appreciate what I bring to the table, I’m sure someone else will.”
Max narrowed his eyes. “Now don’t go doing something you’ll regret.”
“Who says I’d regret leaving this practice?” Peter laughed.
“I do. Let me tell you something. I built you up, and I could tear you down just as quickly.”
“Are you threatening me?”
“No. I’m just telling you the truth. If you try to go somewhere else, I’ll ruin you. Understand?”
Peter stared Max down. Neither was about to give in. Finally Peter got up and left the office in a huff.
Daisy could see the fire in Peter’s eyes as he walked by her and down the hallway. She wanted to wait for Max to calm down before she entered his office. The last thing she needed was to bear the brunt of his frustration.
Max then caught sight of her out the corner of his eye.
“Daisy, sorry to keep you waiting. Why don’t you come in and have a seat?” he said.
She couldn’t believe how calm Max’s voice was. It was almost as if the heated conversation with Peter hadn’t happened. The man sure knew how to keep cool under pressure. She definitely couldn’t disguise her feelings that well.
Luckily the conversation was congenial. Max just wanted to see how the progress was coming along. She told him