His Absolute Arrangement: A Scandalous Billionaire Love Story (Jessika, #1)
people who wrote hateful articles and left hateful comments in all sorts of newspapers, magazines, and articles, so I didn't see how this was any different.  A company issue, yes, but not something the police would bother with.
    I didn't know if that was true or not, but some part of me wanted to call upon that determination and perseverance I'd felt before I left.  I didn't want to bring Asher into this, because that's exactly what the person who had done this would expect me to do.  Everyone thought me weak and helpless, not useful in my own right, just riding on the coattails of the name "Landseer" and not making my own way in life.
    I was young, yes.  I'd graduated college only a few years ago.  Maybe I didn't have a huge amount of life experience, but I was trying.  I wanted more, wanted to do more and wanted to be more.  I had drive and willpower, and I did have Asher to help me.  It wasn't a bad thing to get help from someone.  Everyone needed help sometimes.
    This, though, I needed to do on my own.  I would alert security, yes, but I needed to figure a few things out first.  Did the person come in and do this on a random whim, or was there some other reason for it?  Did they take anything?  I didn't know yet, but I should be able to find out easily enough.
    Pulling my chair over, I began picking up everything on the floor and sorting it on my desk.  I put the stapler in the corner, and piled the scattered staples next to it just in case.  I doubted those would be useful, but I didn't really know.  My gaze wandered towards my open laptop, spotting the harsh words in bold on the screen.
    I frowned, knowing I should keep the message up in order to show security later, but I didn't want to look at it.  Quickly, trying not to second guess myself and close the document, erase the words, I tipped shut my laptop and pushed it to the back of my desk.
    It didn't matter if I closed the file and deleted it now, anyways; the memory of it would stay with me forever.
    ***
    A sher sat in his office, staring at his computer screen.  This was a necessary part of the day, but not necessarily an exciting one.  Scanning broadcasts, taking notes, sending out memos to various management teams and requesting further information.  Mostly, parts of it were more arduous than he preferred, but he liked seeing the end results.  One of his favorite activities in life was to visit the vacation resorts after recent changes had taken place so he could see firsthand what it looked like now.  It awed him in a way; amazed him and gave him a feeling of pride and accomplishment.
    He had done that.  And, not just him, but his entire company.  The manual laborers, hotel staff, corporate office workers, management teams, onwards and upwards, everyone.  They worked together in order to make the company better, and Asher was at the head of it all.  He felt accomplished, yes, but he also knew he couldn't have done most of it without such an amazing team of people relying on him to give them direction and purpose.
    Interrupting his thoughts and his work, the phone on his desk beeped.  He pushed a flashing red button and a second later a voice rang through the speakerphone system.
    "Mr. Landseer?  Henry, head of security, wants to speak with you.  There's been an incident."
    Asher furrowed his brow.  "Incident?  Thank you, Amber.  You can put him through."
    "Yes, sir."  The call secretary's voice vanished, clicking away.  A handful of seconds later, the head of security's voice came through.
    "Asher?  We're investigating now, but it's difficult to say what exactly happened.  Someone entered Mrs. Landseer's office and went through her desk.  As far as we know, everything is accounted for, but we're uncertain what that means.  They may have made copies of her files or done something else we haven't discovered yet.  Everything's fine, sir, so there's no need to—"
    Asher cut him off.  "I'll be right there."
    "Sir.  Asher. 
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