The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 88
Stepping out of the elevator onto the bustling floor of my firm, a rush of
excitement and nerves surged through me. The exclusive interview was just a
few hours away.
I'd done all I could to prepare. Penny had ultimately become Timothy and I's
coaches, constructing a hypothetical script for us that we were tasked to
memorize and practice. I'd been practicing since last night, not wanting anything
to catch me off guard.
Penny and Aria told me what clothes would make me look soft and friendly in the
eyes of the public, hopefully miles away from the mistress persona constructed
by the media.
I felt much better overall. With my eyebrows plucked and my face and hair done
up, I felt like I was giving off a cleaner aura.
As I walked towards my desk, the low hum of conversations and the clacking of
keyboards filled the air. Curious eyes followed me all the way down the walkway.
Brief whispers carried my name with them.
Amidst the sea of colleagues, I caught sight of Jasper, his scowl unmistakable
even from a distance. I couldn't help but smirk internally at his slid off the surface
of his desk and tossed his pen to the
side. He had yet to shred the bitterness from our last trial and he made every
workday a pain to get through.
He strolled over, kicking a balled—up piece of paper to the side as he walked. I.
averted
my eyes and opened my laptop, determined to not let him ruin my mood.
“Ah, Evie, the star of the hour!” he sneered.
I sighed inwardly, bracing myself for whatever Jasper had cooked up this time.
“What can I do for you, Jasper?”
He chuckled condescendingly. “Oh, nothing, really. Congratulations on the
interview!”
“Thank you, Jasper,” I replied with a polite smile, my voice steady. There was no
use in letting his negativity get under my skin, not when hope was on the horizon.
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He raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk. “Must be nice to have
connections that pull strings for you.”
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Jasper’s jealousy was as transparent as ever.
“As F told you before, I believe in earning my accomplishments through hard
work. Not my fault you can't keep up.”
His smirk turned into a scowl. “Sure, sure. Some people just have a knack for
that sort of thing.”
I took a deep breath, determined to keep my cool. “You're not going to put my
efforts into question.”
He shrugged casually, his smirk never leaving his lips. “Well, let's be honest,
Evie. You're the talk of the town right now, but how long do you think that'll last?
Eventually, you'll be right back in the shadows where you belong.”
I clenched my jaw, feeling a surge of anger but also a determination to not let hist
words affect me. I had worked hard for this moment, and I wasn't about to let
Jasper’s bitterness diminish it. “Funny how you seem to be keeping track of my
rise. and fall, Jasper. But unlike you, I've actually become a household name.”
His smile tightened, and his eyes gleamed with something that resembled envy.
“Enjoy your little victory dance, Evie. But just remember, you can’t escape your
past forever.”
I squared my shoulders. “You don't know anything about me.”
He shrugged, his eyes dancing with mischief. “Il know enough to know that I
should've won that case.
I finally met his gaze, but before I could retort, he turned and walked away. I
shook my head. I had grown tired of his attempts to belittle me, to remind me of
where I had come from, but I had come too far to let his words undermine my
confidence
now.
Taking a deep breath, I refocused on the tasks at hand, the cases waiting for my
attention.
The evening sun cast a warm, golden glow as I entered my apartment. The
interview was just two hours away now, and every fiber of my being was on high
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alert.
I kicked off my shoes and headed straight for my bedroom to get ready. I pulled
open my closet door and pulled out the dress and shoes that Penny and I had
decided on. It was a navy blue dress that clung to my hips and waist, which was
tame enough for the occasion.
With the dress on, I moved to the mirror, studying my reflection. I took a deep
breath, reminding myself that I had earned my place in this moment. After all, this
interview was my chance to let the public know how far I've come.
Next came the hair and makeup. I opted for a classic updo, wanting to exude an
air of sophistication. As I applied makeup, I tried to channel a sense of calm and
composure, even though my insides were doing somersaults.
Finally, I gathered my notecards, each one filled with talking points and facts that
I wanted to cover during the interview. I knew that Carl Plunk was notorious for
throwing curveball questions, and I wanted to be as prepared as possible.
With a last glance in the mirror, I picked up my bag and headed out the door.
The interview building was located in the heart of the town, a short drive from my
apartment. As I navigated the streets, I couldn't help but replay my notecards in
my mind, hoping that I would be able to eloquently convey my thoughts.
When I arrived at the building, a surge of nerves washed over me. I reminded
myself to take deep breaths as I parked the car and headed inside. The
reception. area was bustling with assistants, producers, and fellow guests—all of
whom seemed to be equally caught up in the anticipation of the event.
I checked in with the receptionist, who directed me to the waiting area outside the
interview room. I took a seat, my heart rate increasing with each passing minute.
My fingers drummed rhythmically against my notecards, a nervous habit I had
developed over the years.
As I sat there, trying to steady my nerves, I heard a voice beside me. “Evie,
right?”
I turned to see a fellow guest offering a friendly smile. “Yes, that's me. Evie.”
She extended her hand. “I'm Sarah, Carl's production assistant. Nice to meet
you.”
I chuckled, grateful for the friendly face. “Hi, Sara. Is Timothy still in there?"
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Sarah nodded. “They should be done any moment now.”
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Taking deep breaths, I closed my eyes and focused on calming my racing
thoughts.. I reminded myself that I had faced challenges before and emerged
stronger each
time.
The door to the interview room opened, and Timothy emerged, his expression a
mixture of support and strain. He looked at me and offered a faint smile. “Evie...”
I returned the smile, but there was a brief pause as his eyes traced over me. I
looked down, wondering what had caught his interest, but then I remembered the
intense makeover that I had gotten.
“You look beautiful,” he muttered, then shook his head. “I mean, you always do,
but that dress really suits you.”
I tucked in my chin, feeling the warmth reach my cheeks. “Oh, thank you.”
Sarah walked over to the studio door and waved me over. “Evie, you're up next!”
Timothy rubbed the back of his neck and looked around. “Good luck in there,” he
said finally, his voice carrying a hint of tension.
As I stepped into the interview room, the bright lights and the warm smile of Carl
Plunk greeted me.
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Carl motioned for me to take a seat across from him. “Good to hear. Let's dive
right in, shall we?” I sat in the chair opposite of him and crossed my legs. I made
sure to angle myself so that I could face both Carl and the camera.
“Of course, let's get started,” I said.
Carl leaned back comfortably, his expression friendly. “So, Evie, you've had quite
the journey in your career. Can you tell us a bit about your background and what
led you to become a lawyer?”
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I felt a surge of confidence as I
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my accomplishments and experiences, I could feel the initial tension in the room.
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Finally, as we touched on the subject of my clients and the challenges I faced,
Carl leaned forward slightly.
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“Evie, let's address the elephant in the room,” he said with a twinkle in his eye.
“There have been rumors circulating about your relationship with Timothy. Can
you shed some light on that?”
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