The Grass is Greener

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Authors: Loretta Hill
didn’t mess up either.’
    â€˜Honey, I know my husband screws around.’
    â€˜Good for you,’ she retorted. ‘Now go get the rest of your information before accusing other people falsely.’
    Freya’s eyes narrowed. ‘Maybe you’re not as dumb as you look, but you still messed up our lives.’
    â€˜I hate to break it to you, Freya,’ Bronwyn said coldly, ‘but Peter Goldman did that all on his own.’
    â€˜Lovely,’ Freya’s face twisted cruelly. ‘I’m almost happy he wants you to have Elsa.’
    Bronwyn’s eyes swung sharply back to the dog, which lifted its head from the bin and barked at her again as though in acknowledgement.
    There was no way in hell she was taking that dog!
    All things considered, Claudia was absolutely right. She never should have agreed to think about anything.
    â€˜Please remove the dog from our premises and tell Peter that I have come to the conclusion that –’
    Freya seemed to read her expression correctly and interrupted with sugary satisfaction, ‘I don’t care what conclusions you’ve come to. I’m not keeping her. I’ve got a plane to catch in a few hours and Peter promised me I would not be left with any remnants of his life.’
    Freya walked over to the lifts again and pushed the button.
    â€˜You can’t just leave that dog here,’ Bronwyn gasped.
    â€˜Peter said you would look after her.’
    â€˜I didn’t agree to that.’
    The lift doors opened and Freya stepped in. ‘Frankly, it makes no difference to me what went on between the two of you. Take it up with Peter. I don’t have time for this.’
    Bronwyn raced over to stop the doors from closing but got there too late. She jabbed frantically at the buttons but could only watch in horror as the lift lights showed Freya had well and truly escaped.
    Shit and biscuits!
    The dog began to bark loudly behind her again. She spun around with a hand to her temple. What the hell was she supposed to do now?
    As if in answer, someone thumped loudly on the glass doors across the room to get her attention. Some assistance maybe? She glanced their way.
    It was Simon.
    And he was furious.
    â€˜Bronwyn,’ he shook his finger at her, ‘get that dog out of here!’
    â€˜But –’
    As she was talking, Elsa bounded to the glass where Simon was standing, jumped up on her hind legs and pushed on the handles, rattling the door. Simon took a step back but continued to glare at Bronwyn.
    â€˜You brought this problem into the firm,’ he said harshly. ‘Now you remove it!’
    The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. ‘But what do I do with it? I don’t know anything about dogs.’
    What if she bites me?
    The dog didn’t appear to be vicious but nor was it sedate or quiet either.
    â€˜Check it into a kennel and then go see your client and sort this shit out!’ Simon threw back at her.
    â€˜But –’
    â€˜Bronwyn, I want that mutt out of my office right now! We will discuss your situation later.’
    My situation? Why does everyone keep saying I have a situation?
    He turned and walked away from the glass wall, becoming absorbed back into the safe confines of the firm. The other staff continued to glare at her and the dog through the glass.
    He didn’t honestly think she was having an affair with Peter Goldman, did he? Or perhaps he thought she’d agreed to accept the dog. You would think her colleagues would at least have had a kennel address ready for her. If they couldn’t bother helping her that much, she wasn’t going to worry about what further damage Elsa did to their workspace while she googled ‘kennels’. They had literally left her to the dogs.
    Unfortunately, at this point Elsa lost interest in the glass doors and came bounding back across the room, her leash trailing behind her. This dog was strong enough to crack

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