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Page 121 of The Thing About My Secret Billionaire

ME

Don’t say that.

CHASE

Whatever you think is the right thing to do, Mill. We’re right behind you.

ME

Thanks, Chase. I have to try.

LEO

Guys. Does lunch work? Should Amelia book it?

OLIVER

Hold your horses, Leo. We need to sort out Miller first.

ME

I don’t need sorting out.

OLIVER

Look, mate. I just don’t want you to get hurt.

CHASE

Exactly.

ME

I have to try. I need to try.

OLIVER

Then we’re with you one hundred percent. Onwards!

CHASE

Well, I’ve seen you talk the supplier of stadium seats into a deal that must have left him losing money, so you must be able to convince this woman you’re not an assjerk.

ME

That’s meant to be a vote of confidence, right? I’ll take it as one anyway.

CHASE

I mean because of course you’re not an assjerk. You just did a thing that might have made it look like you’re an assjerk.

ME

Still not sure that’s helping.

CHASE

Oh for fuck’s sake, Mill. Go get the fucking girl!