Chapter 4 She's the Best

After soaking her feet and taking painkillers, she put her heels back on the next day. Today she decided to sit at her desk all the time. "A sprained ankle," she told Cade.

"Silliness, most likely," he muttered to himself, but he let her sit for a while anyway. “Just pin these papers together,” he said, handing her the largest stack of papers she had ever seen. "You might as well do something useful. Just throw those heels away, he said. You cannot step on it.

"But they're fashionable," she interjected.

"It's not like you walk. You can barely stand tall in these shoes. It reminds me of Bambi on the ice," he laughs and walks into his office.

That damn arrogant pig, she thought. Keep. Then she had an idea. "Oh, Mr. Mason?" she asked sadly.

"What?" he barked. Moments later, he returned to the field office.

"I'm having trouble pinning these pages together," she explains. Can you help me? "

" Maybe you're using the stapler incorrectly," he said arrogantly. Here, I'll show you," he said, grabbing the sheets and pinning them together once you've taken your nose out of the makeup case and started focusing," he added.

She picked up the stapler and tapped hard on the paper he was holding, tapping her thumb at the same time. He yelled and she stepped back. "Oh, I`m extraordinarily sorry," she stated together along with her voice full of fake sympathy. "I can't recognize how that ought to've happened." Then she reached for the primary useful resource package and attempted to forestall the bleeding.

"You're bloody properly looking to kill me," Cade interceded. "It's so standard of a lady now no longer to be glad earlier than draining the male of a few blood," he introduced grumpily.

"Well!" she huffed. "Would you want my assist to forestall the bleeding or what?"

"No, thanks," he stated even as searching each affronted and injured. Then he grew to become round and yelled "Mrs. Anderson!" The older lady got here on foot into the office, a curious appearance on her face.

"What happened?" she requested.

"This murdering whinge is making an attempt to kill me with a stapler," Cade explained.

"Now, you're so ungrateful," Erin stated. "It become an twist of fate, and I apologized earlier than presenting my assist." He simply glared at her, earlier than permitting the older lady to generally tend to him even as he loved the ministrations and coddling.

***

"Where are all of the staplers?" some other lady worker requested Erin later that day. "I actually have appeared in all of the workplaces and nonetheless can not locate even one in every of them."

"Ask Mr. Mason. He confiscated all of them after he had a small twist of fate this morning," Erin stated grumpily. He deserved all of the ache he ought to get, she idea glumly. Only, now he best obtained compassion and Mrs. Anderson become drifting approximately and treating the terrible guy with heat espresso and freshly baked pie.

The lady laughed. "So it's why he wears the ones huge bandages round his hands?"

***

"So how is my favored worker getting on?" Warren requested as he referred to as in later the identical day.

"Who?" Cade requested surprised. "You do not imply that murdering whinge you despatched me perhaps?"

"Huh?" Warren stated perplex.

"She's a catastrophe in disguise. All purple and sweet, however underneath...ha-ha... Today, she attempted to staple my thumbs collectively and now she's fretting due to the fact I survived her attack."

"What?"

"Why do you ask? Perhaps you would love her back? I could be glad to go back her proper away. I'll even pay the flight price price tag to remove her. Maybe I'll stay longer then."

Strange, Warren idea. She had usually behaved well earlier than and he had usually idea the 2 of them could be ideal for every other. What become taking place here?

"No, you simply preserve her for the 3 months we agreed on. Remember?" Maybe the 2 of them simply needed to warfare it over first. He could genuinely have favored to have a the front seat to their encounters however that could in all likelihood damage the entire set-up.

"You personal me main from this," Cade interjected. "The lady is a threat to society. She's a on foot catastrophe area. She's tremendously clumsy, detrimental all her environment and falling down stairwells."

"What? Is she badly hurt?" Warren requested worryingly.

"Not a scratch! She is the best one undamaged -- or quickly may be the best one left. She fell on my leader operator. He's were given a concussion. And, the very last drop, she simply threw away my excellent cigars even as tidying my office. Who is aware of what she will be able to accomplish in 3 months time while she will be able to reason such a lot of screw ups in only one day? She could possibly burn down the place -- or some thing worse. Right now she's in all likelihood analyzing the excellent poisons to apply on me."

"H'mmn, perhaps you must preserve a more in-depth eye on her?" Warren suggested.

"You bet!" Cade answered.

 A week passed without further major incidents, except for a few minor accidents involving broken porcelain, food sticking to walls and papers flying around the factory. Cade decided to only assign non-dangerous tasks to his clumsy secretary and thus banished her to the archives room.

Erin couldn't agree more as it gave her the perfect opportunity to research financial documents and locate fraud. That was exactly what she had been hoping to accomplish all week. She had to turn her head to find new ways to annoy the haughty Mr. Mason enough to keep her away from him. The man was a threat watching her every step of the way and making sure she never did anything wrong.

In fact, she didn't plan for as many disasters as she was in. Some of it happened because she was worried about being tracked all the time. She used to be part of the crowd, dressed in gray and focused on her work. Here she was always the center of attention and she still didn't feel very comfortable. However, Stella warned her and told her that she had to get used to it quickly.

Furthermore, who could ignore someone dressed in pink as she is today? The new clothes are brightly colored and catch her eye. It was like being in a carnival every day, and she craved her old comfortable, loose-fitting clothes. At least when he's wearing his own clothes, none of the men keep an eye on her breasts or measure her legs with their eyes. These days, it was hard for her to meet anyone who was pleasing to the eye when talking to her. Most of them are busy looking everywhere else. Never mind. That way, none of them could remember his face after the quest was over, she giggled.

Even so, she was unable to identify anyone or anything suspicious. And so far there's been no sign that the money is going where it shouldn't. From what she's gathered so far, the company has been running well and effectively, at least before she started.

She looked around the room for more papers to check. Looks like she's seen it all. But what about the box in the corner? She hasn't checked that one yet. She bent over the other boxes in front. It was impossible to move any of them because they were too heavy for her. Well, if she can't get the box to her, she has to reach for it instead. She leaned forward, leaning from her waist and straightening her arms as much as she could.

Almost done. A few more inches and she'll get to him. She stretched her arms as far as she could, leaning forward as she struggled to add the necessary few inches that life didn't give her, while also trying to keep her balance. She's on tiptoe and that gives her the few inches she needs to start digging in boxes and rummaging through papers. This position is a killer and she managed to work it out quickly before she lost her balance completely. Things got a lot easier when she walked around in loose clothes and low heels. The tight dress kept her from climbing and the shoes looked a lot better than they felt. She grumbled. Well, she won't let small details like tight clothing stop her from completing this task. She liked to lock the door and take off her panties before admitting to Warren that the task was too difficult for her.

Completely focused on her task, she didn't even notice that the door had opened behind her and a man had entered the room. He froze and watched the woman lean forward to reveal what was under her skirt in the process.