Loving My Billionaire Enemy

r, Haley was Paiges best friend, so maybe she could read her mind. She moved passed Haley and the delivery man and then went out the front door.

Outside, the crisp air made Paige wrap her jade blazer around her athletic body. She was wearing a flowered blouse that had matching jade leaves, beige pants and 3 inch sling back heels to give her a little height, although she had tennis shoes under her desk. She hated heels, but she was 52 ”, so she wore them when she needed to make an impression. She spotted several people crowded around a Cadillac Escalade that had the passenger door open.

She walked towards the car, knowing that Alex, the head of PR for the benefactor, would likely be over there. As she approached, she overheard their conversation.

”Mr. Donovan, we need to prepare you for the media appearance. If youll just come with us inside we can give you your talking points and help you rehearse them, ” came a voice Paige recognized as Alex. It was higher pitched and fraught with worry. This was Alexs baseline; when Paige first spoke with him, she was so concerned about his stress levels that she emailed him relaxation techniques and guided meditations that she obtained from the shelters psychiatrist. She learned that managing his clients personal PR and PR for his company was very stressful and Alex had constant anxiety over it.

Knowing that she had found the person she was looking for, Paige more confidently walked in the direction of the car.

”Alex, I don want to go in there. Im only doing this for the image boost you told me Id get. I don care about these people or this shelter and Id rather not dirtying my shoes in there, ” an authoritative voice said.

Paige, of course, heard this and was livid. Her hands and jaw were clenched, her shoulders tensed and her eyes narrowed. What a selfish a**hole! How dare he! Every single client we have ever had has worked a million times harder to overcome their struggles and be successful than this p***k whos had all the privilege in the world just handed to him! she thought, enraged by his words.

”Hi, are you Paige? ” she heard Alexs voice ask. She looked at a man approaching her while the other two people were gathering around someone exiting a vehicle. He looked to be in his early thirties and had an exhausted expression on his face. He had black hair and dark eyes with a larger build.

”Yes, are you Alex? ” she replied politely, trying to quiet her rage. She took a deep breath and exhaled. Time to put on a show, she thought.

”Oh my goodness, you are so much prettier in person! ” Alex gushed, then proceeded to inhale very dramatically, hold the breath and exhale dramatically. ”Ive been using the breathing exercises you sent me! Godsend! You
e an angel! Come, meet the reason for my 600 phone calls and e-mails. Mr. Donovan, sir, this is Paige Everett, the Director of Second Chances! ”

Paige watched as a young man in well-tailored suit approached her. Her blood boiled, knowing that this was the person who had made the insulting remarks earlier but also who was donating a huge amount of money to the shelter.