I took a deep breath, took out my phone, and searched for Jackson’s number.
His a*sistant had sent it to me when I booked the room for him yesterday.
Jackson answered after three rings. His calm and a*sertive voice came from the other end of the line, and a feeling I couldn’t explain washed over me.
“Ms. Palmer, what can I do for you?”
How did Jackson know it was me?
“I saved your number yesterday,” he said, answering my unspoken question.
I got straight to the point, not wanting to put the inevitable off any longer. “Alpha Sterling, Ms. Thorin has asked me to entertain you during your stay in Arcadia on behalf of MPC. Is there anything you would like to see or do?”
“Entertain me?” Jackson’s tone sounded like he was surprised.
After a few seconds of silence, Jackson seemed to have understood something. He replied, “Actually, I didn’t bring my personal a*sistant. Would you be able to help me do something like serving tea?”
Dam n. I’d thought he would refuse-had hoped he would refuse.
I didn’t expect that he would ask me to act as his a*sistant. Wasn’t he afraid that I would have ulterior motives?
Still, I replied obediently. “Absolutely, Alpha.”
Jackson raised his watch and glanced at it. “I have a meeting later. When do you plan to come over, Ms. Palmer?”
After asking for the address, Taya replied, “I can be there anytime.”
Jackson replied with a “well” and hung up the phone.
As soon as he put down his phone, his a*sistant Chloe asked worriedly, “Alpha, Ms. Palmer obviously has an ulterior motive regarding MPC. Why did you agree to let her be your personal a*sistant?”
Jackson remembered that Taya had been indifferent last night; today, she had taken the initiative to entertain him. It was indeed a little strange.
But he was more willing to believe it was because of that photo. Tara mistakenly thought Taya had something to do with him, so Tara sent Taya to entertain him.
And that was why he asked Taya to be his a*sistant just now. He didn’t want her to be put in a difficult position by her boss.
However, Chloe, a blockhead, couldn’t understand what Jackson was saying, so he didn’t explain further. He only said, “I’m short of people.”
Alpha Sterling had brought a lot of people to Arcadia.
Although Chloe was the only a*sistant who had come along, she alone could handle all the trivial matters.
It was apparent that the Alpha had some sort of feelings for that Taya woman. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have saved her and then invited her to dinner.
If she became his personal a*sistant, what would happen to Alpha Sterling in the future…
Thinking of this possibility, Chloe was so anxious that she started to sweat. “Alpha, Ms. Palmer is very dishonest. She was involved with Beta Starke, and now that he and his pack have fallen from grace, she is trying to find another pack to marry into for protection and status. You are her biggest target now, and I think you should stay away from her.”
Jackson pinned Chloe with an “Alpha” look. “You are allowed a certain amount of leeway as my employee, but do remember your place, Chloe.”
Chloe’s face flushed, and she nodded meekly.
Alpha Sterling had always been kind to her. This was the first time that he had been angry with her.
Chloe’s heart sank. “Please accept my apologies,” she said, then quietly and quickly fled the office.
Jackson rubbed his temples as soon as Chloe left.
Why did he have a headache at the mention of Taya?
When I arrived at the branch office of the Sterling pack, I happened to meet Chloe, who was coming out of the elevator.
I recognized that she was Jackson’s a*sistant and quickly walked over to say hello.
“Nice to meet you. I-”
“Don’t talk to me.”
Before I could finish, Chloe interrupted me. She glared at me, turned around, and walked over to make herself a cup of coffee.
I was speechless.
The woman just stood there drinking her coffee and ignoring me.
I didn’t mind Chloe’s rudeness. Chloe must have thought I was trying to hook up with her boss, so she didn’t like me.
Just like everyone else.
After checking in with the receptionist, I went to the Alpha’s office.
Jackson was rubbing his forehead, looking extremely tired.
I knocked on the door lightly. “Alpha Sterling.”
Jackson glanced at me. “You’ve come.”
I nodded, then asked him, “What can I do for you?”
In the past, when the MPC entertained visiting pack leaders, they would directly arrange for them to eat, drink, and have fun.
However, if Jackson wanted me to be his personal a*sistant, I would have to ask him what he needed me to do, since this was outside of the norm.
Jackson lowered his hands from his forehead, then sat back in his chair and looked at me. “There’s nothing to arrange right at this moment. Just help me make coffee in my meeting later.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
After saying that, Taya left. Jackson looked at her back and gradually became lost in thought.
Watching her walk away gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her many times, watched her walk many times.
“I can’t remember. My head hurts…” he whispered to himself.
He shook his head and picked up his phone to send a message to Eric.
Eric answered back right away. [Why do you have a headache again? Do you remember something from before?]
Jackson typed back: [No, I don’t remember anything specific. It’s just that when I saw someone, it felt very familiar, and my head started to ache.]
[Who did you see?] Eric immediately asked.
Jackson didn’t want to reply to that specific question. He shouldn’t have said he saw someone; he should have known Eric would want to know who it was. But the headaches made it harder to think clearly.
Somehow, Jackson had always felt that if Eric knew about the headaches that happened whenever he saw Taya, Taya would be in danger.