Claimed By The Arrogant Billionaire

Chapter 7

-Eva Brooks-

"Hello, sir. This is Eva Brooks calling," I said swiftly, my heart pounding faster in my chest.

*Why am I like this because of a simple call?* I pondered as there was silence on the line, before Ethan's deep voice reverberated in my eardrum.

"I am aware. Have you made up your mind to work for me? I gave you my personal contact card. So I know you're the one calling," Ethan said, his deep voice making my thighs clench together with warmth.

"Oh!" I gasped. "Well, I thought about your offer, and I accept to work as your secretary. Are you sure you will pay me 2 million per month?"

"Yeah. Or have you changed your price?" Ethan asked smoothly.

"No. I accept. It's fine. I just want to be sure that you will pay me that amount," I replied, and he sighed.

"I will keep to my term of the deal. You should keep to yours. I expect to see you in my company by Monday. Note, not the hotel," Ethan said, and I gulped hard, looking at the company's address on the blue card.

"Got it, boss," I replied, and Ethan laughed.

"Fine. I am your boss. You should address me as boss," Ethan agreed, and I smiled with relief.

"Alright. Take care, sir," I said, to which he muttered, "You too."

The call finally came to an end, and my heart exploded with warmth, throbbing faster like I had just won a lottery.

"Yes!" I squealed, before another intense knocking rumbled on my door.

Rushing to check who was at the door again, as I hoped that it wasn't Noah.

When I pulled the door open, I met my brother, standing there as he was carrying his son in his arm.

The chubby little boy was awake. And even as I wanted to carry him, I recalled that Maddison forbade us from touching her son. As she accused my parents and me that we would inflict her son with poverty syndrome. So we abstained from touching the little boy.

"Hey, I heard you scream, and that was why I hurried over," Cruz said, with a smile, and I laughed.

"I am sorry for alerting the whole house. I got a new job," I said, blushing as I peered at my older brother's face.

"Eva, where did you get the job?" Cruz asked, his eyes watching me curiously as he frowned.

"Eva, don't take Maddison's words to heart. I won't allow her to sack you. Moreover, we need your expertise at the tech company," Cruz said, because he knew that I was very intelligent. Even as he worked as an assistant, my brother knew that I was more intellectual than him and Elora.

"Well, I know. But I have to find another job. I don't want to cause any problems for you and your lovely wife. That's why I accepted to work for another company. As a secretary, though," I said, and my brother's frown deepened.

"Secretary doesn't earn much. How much were you offered at the company, and what company is it? Before you can see a company that will pay you up to 50,000 for the role of secretary, it is hard," Cruz replied, his voice filled with disappointment as he played with his son in his arms.

"I know. Actually, I am not going to earn 50,000. My boss offered to pay me 2 million per month," I said, and my brother gasped.

"What the hell? Eva, are you lying to me? This is not a time to joke," Cruz said, his voice full of disbelief, and I laughed heartily.

"I am not lying. I am going to work for Ethan Owen," I replied firmly, and my brother gasped.

"What? Which Ethan Owen are you talking about? Do you mean Dominic City's richest CEO is your new boss? Where did you meet him?" Cruz demanded, but I couldn't respond.

"Wait a minute, is Mr. Owen the man you slept with?" My brother asked, trying to fix the puzzle as I saw Noah walk out of his guest room and peer at us in shock.

Even Maddison entered into the corridor to carry her son, as she glared at me. But hearing Cruz's questions, she was stunned for a moment too.

"No, Mr. Owen is not the man I slept with," I quickly denied the truth, but my cheeks flushed scarlet.

"Eva, don't lie to me. If Mr. Owen isn't the man you met, then how did you get a job as his secretary?" Cruz demanded curiously, and I fumbled to find words to explain to him.

"Well, I was leaving the Owen's Hotel, and I heard they were in need of a new secretary for the big boss. I accepted the application card to work for the boss, and he said, I should show up at work on Monday," I replied smoothly, and my brother's jaw dropped.

"Eva, I don't believe that. Do you mean that you have Ethan's contact with you? Let me see it!" Cruz insisted, but I shook my head and didn't want to give him the blue card.

"No, Cruz. You cannot call Mr. Owen. What matters is that I got the job, and I will be going to work by Monday," I replied, and my brother appeared doubtful.

"Eva, if you are lying to me just because Maddison says that you shouldn't come to work at Almond Group. You don't have to lie to me using Ethan Owen. Do you know that getting a partnership deal with Owen's Tech company is very difficult and one partnership can change your life forever?" Cruz said, his voice nervous, and I nodded with a smile.

"I know. Don't worry; when I secure the job by Monday. I will let you know," I said, and my brother looked at me doubtfully for a moment and sighed.

"Alright. I will be looking forward to seeing where you will go to work. In fact, I will be the one to take you to work to see the company by myself," my brother declared, and I laughed.

"Alright. By Monday," I agreed. But Maddison quickly questioned, "Babe, don't tell me that you believe Eva. She is just lying to make it look like she got a job at Owen's Group. Ethan's fiancée, Freya Dallas, is my best friend from high school. Let me call Freya to ask if Owen Group is hiring a new secretary."

The colour drained from my face, as I heard Maddison mention Ethan's fiancée. Wait a minute, so Ethan was engaged, and he shamelessly slept with me.

*Oh no!* I felt uneasy, not knowing that I had slept with another woman's fiancé. Yet, he was shamelessly asking me to be his personal whòre.

My fascination about Ethan faded, as I watched Maddison pull out her phone from her skirt pocket, and she dialed a contact. A feminine voice resonated in the air and responded happily, "Hello, Maddi?"

"Hi, Freya. I want to ask you a quick question?" Maddison replied, her voice urgent as her eyes locked with mine coldly.

"Yes, what's it?" Freya asked nervously, as she didn't know what Maddison wanted to ask her.

"It's about your fiancé, Ethan Owen?" Maddison said, and my legs trembled as I became weak and a wave of guilt washed over me.

Before I could lose my balance and collapse on the ground, Cruz caught me with his other arm, despite carrying his chubby son on one arm.

"Are you alright?" Cruz whispered into my ear, and I nodded and moved away from him.

"Yes," I was perspiring. Beads of sweat marred my forehead as I heard Maddison ask aloud, making sure to put her phone on loudspeaker.

"Freya, is Owen's Group hiring any new secretary? My husband's sister, who shamelessly broke off with her ex-fiancé, mentioned that your fiancé is hiring a new secretary?" Maddison asked, a sinister smirk curled up on her lips.

Freya replied, "I don't know if Ethan is hiring a new secretary. He doesn't let me work for him. So I don't know. But if she is hired to work there, good luck to her, as I heard that Ethan doesn't fail to fire his secretary every month end. Since we were engaged, I think he has fired not less than 50 secretaries."

"What?" Maddison gasped; even I too looked stunned.