The Billionaire's Will Read Free

harassment?”
    “It is in my book.”
    “Why doesn’t someone say something?”
    “ You mean file charges?”
    “Yes ,” said Maggie.
    “ Well, she is an attractive woman and some guys fall for it. Others don’t want the hassle of having to stand up in court and testify. I know I don’t. Besides, the owner of the company likes her, and who knows what he would do to the guy who complains. We all need our jobs.”
    Maggie frowned. “I don’t like Mr. Gallaher either. There is something about him that makes me...”
    “Yeah, well , if he ever offers you a way to make extra money, turn him down.”
    “Why?”
    “Harold Gallaher runs a phone sex business on the side.”
    She slumped in her chair. “So that part is true. At least he doesn’t bring that business into the phone company.”
    “ Who says he doesn’t? If you own a small phone company, then it is easy to set up as many phone-sex lines as you want without having to answer too many questions.”
    “I suppose it would be .”
    Jim reached across the table and playfully patted the top of her head. “How I would love to be as innocent and as unsuspecting as you are.”
    “I’m not all that innocent.”
    “Just be careful , my favorite little Brit. Nicole likes the power she has over people, and you and I are probably moving up on her hit list.”
    “I ’ll do my best to stay out of her way.”
    “I wish I could.” His eyes suddenly widened. “Know what would be worse than getting fired?”
    “What?”
    “If Nicole makes Susan our manager.”
    “ Oh gosh, that would be awful. Susan has only been here a few months and she still doesn’t know what she’s doing.”
    “That’s what I mean…things could get worse.”
    Maggie rolled her eyes. “Especially for me. Susan is mad at me again.”
    “What did you do this time?”
    “I insulted her. You know how she stands too close when she asks a question?”
    “I hate when she does that.”
    “Me too. Her eyelashes are very long, and hang down over her eyes. I can’t imagine why it doesn’t bother her. Anyway, a couple of days ago, I told her it made her look like she’s is in prison.”
    Jim started to laugh and covered his mouth. “You didn’t.”
    “ I did. Today she came to work with her eyelashes curled. I should say something about how much better she looks, but truly, it would take a lot more than an eyelash curler to make her as lovely as she could be, if she tried.”
    “I think she’ s a little off in the head anyway.”
    “Do you? In what way?”
    “Susan worked for a collection agency, so she’s used to making up lies. Ursula needed to find a vendor zip code, and Susan started to make up this long, involved reason Ursula could use as an excuse to get it. Rubbish, I said. I called, asked for the zip code, wrote it down, hung up, and handed the paper to Ursula. It took about two seconds.”
    She giggled. “You humiliated Susan in front of a co-worker? You’re worse than me.”
    “ Maggie, I can’t handle stupid sometimes.”
    “ She might try to get even with you later.”
    “She’ll have to get in line behind Nicole.” He looked at the clock and stood up. “Time to go back. You coming?”
    “In a minute.” With two minutes of break time left, Maggie stayed and took another sip of her soda. Being a foreigner in America was harder than she expected it to be. She wanted to blend in, and to do that, she spent a great deal of time learning the American vocabulary instead of the one she grew up with. Even after three years, she sometimes used a word that brought about strange looks.
    She only had one American friend, other than the people she worked with. Her friend was a man she talked to in a private chat room every night – at least he said he was a man. Bronco8881 seemed nice enough and she liked him. He could carry on an intelligent conversation, often made her laugh, and talking to him was the highlight of her day.
    She couldn’ t wait to tell him what Jim said,