Claimed By The Arrogant Billionaire

Chapter 7

EVA VIEW:

"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 silence lingered 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," he said, his deep voice making my thighs clench together.

I gasped, "Oh! Well, I thought about your offer, and I accept to work as your personal secretary. Are you sure you will pay me two 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 terms 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.

"I will be there, boss," I said, and he 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 I felt my heart throbbing faster, like I had just won the lottery.

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

I rushed to check who was at the door, hoping that it wasn't Noah.

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

The chubby little boy was awake. Even though I wanted to hold him, I recalled that Madison forbade us from touching her son. She accused my parents and me of inflicting 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 brother's face.

"Where did you get the job?" Cruz asked, his eyes watching me curiously as he frowned. "Eva, don't take Madison's words to heart. I won't allow her to sack you. Moreover, we need your expertise at the tech company," Cruz said, knowing that I was very intelligent. Even while working 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.

"A secretary doesn't earn much. How much were you offered at the company, and what company is it? Finding a company that will pay you up to fifty thousand for the role of a secretary is hard," Cruz said, his voice filled with disappointment as he played with his son in his arms.

"I know. Actually, I am not going to earn fifty thousand. My boss offered to pay me two million," I said, and Cruz gasped.

"What the hell? You're lying to me, Eva. This is not the time to joke," Cruz stated, his voice full of disbelief, and I laughed heartily.

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

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

"Wait a minute—is Ethan the man you slept with?" my brother asked, trying to piece the puzzle together as I saw Noah walk out of his room and peer at us with shock.

Even Madison entered the corridor to carry her son, glaring at me. But hearing Cruz's question, she was stunned for a moment, too.

"No, Ethan us not the man I slept with," I quickly denied, my cheeks flushing.

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

"Well, I was leaving 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 said, and my brother's jaw dropped.

"I don't believe that. Do you mean that you have Ethan's contact info with you? Let me see it!" Cruz insisted, but I didn't want to give it to him.

"You cannot call him. What matters is that I got the job and I will be going to work by Monday," I said, and my brother appeared doubtful.

"Eva, are you lying to me just because Madison 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 tone 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. Cruz looked at me doubtfully for a moment and sighed.

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

"Alright. By Monday," I said.

Madison quickly chimed in, "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 her to ask if Owen's Group is hiring a new secretary."

The color drained from my face as I heard Madison 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 whòre.

My fascination with Ethan faded as I watched Madison pull her phone out from her skirt pocket and dial a contact. A feminine voice responded happily, "Hello, Madi?"

"Hi, Freya. I want to ask you a quick question," Madison asked, her tone urgent as her eyes locked coldly with mine.

"Yes, what is it?" Freya asked, sounding confused about what Madison wanted to ask her.

"It's about your fiancé, Ethan Owen," Madison said. My legs trembled as I grew weak, and a wave of guilt washed over me.

Before I could lose my balance, Cruz caught me with his left arm, despite holding his son in one arm.

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

I was perspiring. Beads of sweat marred my forehead as I heard Madison ask aloud, making sure to put her phone on speaker.

"Freya, is Owen's Group hiring any new secretary? My husband's sister, who shamelessly broke off with her fiancé, mentioned that your fiancé is hiring a new secretary." Maddison had a sinister smirk curled upon 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. I heard that Ethan doesn't fail to fire his secretary at every month's end. Since we got engaged, I think he has fired no fewer than fifty secretaries."

"What?" Maddison gasped, and I too stood there, completely stunned.