CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE – CRUSH ON THE CEO

Still, as the days passed, it grew increasingly difficult to dismiss Jessie's disruptive behavior. There was no denying her work performance had increased tenfold. She jumped at every opportunity Lance gave her, no matter how menial the task, determined to prove her worth to him. And that determination often crossed the line into aggressive flirtation despite Kayla's presence. "Here are those files you wanted, Mr. Storm," Jessie would say breathlessly, ensuring maximum body contact as she handed them over. "Let me know if there's anything else I can...do for you." She would bat her lashes and bite her lip for added effect. Lance always maintained a professional distance, but Kayla couldn't help noticing the approving glances he snuck at Jessie's figure when she sauntered away. "You've got to be kidding me," Kayla grumbled under her breath one afternoon after witnessing a particularly cringe-worthy display from the shameless assistant. "She's not even trying to hide it at this point