Page 119 of Matchmaking the CEO


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I shook my head. "No, this is my boss. Vince, what are you doing here?"

“I told you I need to talk to you. You need to give me another chance."

"What?" I was completely bewildered. “You’re delusional if you think that’s happening.”

“Look, things got weird between us because you got that job instead of me.”

Oh. My. God.We were not going to rehash this all in the street in front of my new boss. But I couldn’t help myself and antagonized him. “I deserved it.”

“No, you didn’t,” he spat. “I hated that you were my boss. But that’s beside the point.”

I burst out laughing. “You’re joking if you think I want to get back with you. Just listen to yourself. Besides, I'm with someone now.”

"Listen, don’t you play coy with me—"

"Fuck off." Maddox stepped in front of him. "Leave the premises right now."

"I'm not on your premises, jackass."

"No, but I can still call the cops for disturbing the peace."

"Really?” Vince looked at me.

"You're not getting it," I said. "For God’s sake. Maddox is right. I'm going to call the cops on you if you don't walk away."

"No, you're not," he said, coming closer.

Maddox stepped between the two of us. "Who the hell do you think you are?" Vince asked him.

"Maddox Whitley."

Vince attempted to push him away. Next thing I knew, Maddox pushed him even harder, and Vince stumbled back. And then, to my horror, he came forward with his fist, but Maddox easily blocked it as if he was trained in martial arts and lowered his arm forcefully. Vince howled in pain.

"You try that again and you're going to need an ambulance."

Oh my God. He'd attempted to assault my boss. My eyes stung.

"You mess with Natalie, you're going to have a big problem. Get the fuck away from here." Maddox turned to me. "Natalie, come on. Let's go."

I had no idea where Maddox was leading me. I was shaking and couldn't hide my tears. I was so high-strung today because I'd put a lot of energy into finding another caterer. Now this.

"I'm so sorry," I said between sobs. Belatedly, I realized he'd led me to his car, a Range Rover.

"You don't have anything to apologize for," he said once he was in the car too.

"He literally tried to hit you."

"I think he got the message. Who is he, anyway?"

"He's an ex."

"I got that."

"And we worked together. I was his boss."

He nodded. "I got that too."

"He's always had anger issues. And after I was promoted over him, he... well, I think he couldn't deal with it."

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