Chapter 24 You Gonna Betray Me Later?
Reese plopped back into her seat, and suddenly, the vibe around her shifted. Folks weren't giving her the stink eye anymore, probably 'cause they saw her lay Isaac out in the cafeteria.
Who would've thought a tiny thing like her could floor a strong man like that? Wild.
People were still gossiping, though, and some even slapped a nickname on her.
The Hulk.
Seriously? That name sucked.
Reese chuckled, shaking her head, just as her phone buzzed on the table. It was Calvin.
"Yo, what's up?"
"Reese, there's an auction tonight with that bracelet you love. Wanna go?"
Her eyes lit up at the mention of the bracelet.
"Is this for real?"
She wasn't up for another letdown. Last time, they hyped her up for nothing, and it turned out to be a fake. Total bummer.
Calvin sounded sure. "This time it's legit, but it's gonna cost a pretty penny."
"As long as it's the real deal, when have I ever cared about the price?"
"So, should I swing by to pick you up, or you coming on your own?" Calvin knew her current situation was a bit tricky. Being married now, she had to keep up appearances sometimes.
Not that Reese ever really cared about that.
"You pick me up. I'll text you the address later."
Calvin had hooked her up with a car before, but now that she was part of the Flynn family, rolling up in a luxury ride might not be the best look.
Calvin was all in. "Oh man, I get to see Reese. I'm stoked."
Reese rolled her eyes.
"Alright, gotta bounce. Later."
She tucked her phone away, chuckling at the thought of Calvin's goofy grin.
The stack of documents Everly handed her were total breeze. Reese was a financial whiz, and organizing data was child's play.
Plus, she had a photographic memory. She could glance at data once and it was locked in, no need for double-checking, which made her super efficient.
By five o'clock, while everyone else was still grinding, she was already packing up to bounce.
As she walked past Susan's desk, Susan stood up and called out.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Heading out. Workday's over, right?" She'd read the employee handbook; quitting time was at five. Besides, she was done with her tasks.
Susan smirked.
"You're new here. Instead of sticking around to get the hang of things, you wanna leave early? Look around, your colleagues are still hustling."
Reese glanced around. Sure, people were still working, but so what?
"I finished my work. I'm leaving on time, not early."
Susan didn't expect Reese to have knocked out all the tasks she piled on her. That was enough work for two people. Reese didn't have the background or the experience, so how did she do it so fast?
With a raised eyebrow, Susan looked intrigued.
"Alright, show me."
Reese wasn't dumb; she knew she had to set things straight.
"If I show you and everything checks out, can I leave?"
Susan couldn't believe Reese had plowed through that mountain of work so quickly. Even if she worked non-stop, it would take her until at least 8:30 to finish. She was itching to see how much Reese was bluffing.
"Alright, if you hand it over for inspection and there are no issues, you can go."
Reese dropped a hefty stack of documents in front of her. "Go ahead, check it out. But I've got plans after work, so you might want to get someone to help you. It'll speed things up."
Susan shot her a disdainful look.
"Wow, not only can you throw a punch, but you're also full of yourself."
Reese stayed quiet. Whether she was full of it or not, Susan would find out soon enough. Calvin might just have to wait a bit longer at the door.
Susan turned to a nearby colleague. "You take half and check with me. Be thorough and flag any issues, no matter how small."
"Got it, Susan."
Reese stood there, casually scrolling through her phone, looking completely unbothered. Susan kept glancing at her, but Reese didn't care one bit.
Could she really have finished? No way.
After half an hour, the two of them were done checking. Susan's neck was sore from all the scrutinizing, and she couldn't find a single mistake. She pinned her hopes on her colleague.
"Did you find any issues?"
"Nope, everything's filled out perfectly."
Susan's face darkened. Damn, she couldn't catch this girl's mistake.
Reese crossed her arms and asked nonchalantly, "So, Susan, can I leave now?"
What could Susan say? She had promised that if there were no issues, Reese could leave immediately. Even though she was fuming, she had no choice.
Susan waved her hand dismissively. "Go on, get out of here."
"Later!" Reese swung her work badge and strutted out of the office.
The other colleagues groaned.
"Even the newbie's outta here, and we're stuck working overtime."
Still fuming, Susan snapped at the complainer. "If you don't want to work overtime, go tell Mr. Flynn."
The office fell silent, the only sound being the clacking of keyboards.
Reese left the building and hopped into Calvin's car, a flashy red Ferrari. Calvin had tricked it out, making it a real head-turner on the road.
Calvin was about to greet her when he saw her dark skin, heavy bangs, and freckles. He was so shocked he almost swore.
"Who... who the heck are you?"
Reese smacked him on the forehead.
"You seriously don't recognize me?"
Calvin squinted, taking a closer look, still skeptical.
"Is that really you, Reese? What happened to you?"
Where had Reese's stunning beauty gone? The woman in front of him looked like a total country bumpkin.
Reese glanced at the time, eager to get to the auction for her jade bracelet.
"Just drive, dude. It's not like you're marrying me."
She still needed to buy an outfit, which would take some time. Her looking now would embarrass her in front of someone she knew. After all, in Atlanta, there was no one knew her identity yet.
Hearing her familiar tone, Calvin was now certain it was indeed Reese.
They headed to a makeup artist, changed her clothes, and gave her a complete makeover. The makeup artist was a world-class professional, specially hired by Calvin for Reese.
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