Chapter 42
Jason
I hit the lights in my office and froze: There were hundreds of bright silver streamers hanging from the ceiling. Blue and white balloons covered every inch of the floor, and there was glittery confetti all over my furniture. There was even a huge banner strung across the windows that read, “Happy Birthday, Jason!”
“Angela!”
She rushed into the room. “Yes, Mr. Ice?”
“Who did you let into my office? I thought we thoroughly discussed the rules. No one is allowed in my office when I’m not here.”
“She wouldn’t take no for answer,” she whispered. “She was very firm...”
“Who is this she?”
“Miss Donovan...”
“Hmmm.” I held back a laugh. “Okay. Thank you for telling me.”
“You’re not going to write me up for this are you? She threatened me...”
“Have I ever written you
