Chapter 44

BILLIONAIRE'S HOOKUP

Tasha’s POV

My heart bounced up into my throat when the phone rang. 

The product launch had started slow, but the last I heard, the server had crashed. 

It was supposed to be good news so many people bought the application that we'd been overwhelmed but it was my responsibility to smooth everything out. 

I wasn't sure I could take one more wrinkle. I pressed down the creases on my pencil skirt and answered the phone. 

"Tasha Nichols." "Ms. Nichols, I'm Amy. I'm the assistant the temp agency sent over?"

Her nervous voice ended everything on a high, shaky note. I ground my teeth. Another junior executive had poached my assistant.

Over the last two years, a pattern had emerged: I trained my assistants, made them capable and efficient, and then one of my male counterparts would entice them away. 

Now it seemed I had a new, temporary assistant every few weeks.