Jackson’s eyes drifted down, landing on the man’s back.
“Mr. Padilla.”
“How long have you been with Patricia?”
Jackson answered honestly. “Almost eight years now.”
“Eight years, huh.” Oliver looked like he was lost in thought, nodding a little, his stance shifting just enough to show off the sharp cut of his jaw.
Suddenly, the whole vibe changed. It was like he gave off this quiet force, something that made you sit up straighter without even realizing it.
That was Oliver for you. He could act all polished and put-together, but when it came down to it, nobody ever slipped through his fingers.
“How’s everything at the office? Any problems you can’t handle?”
Jackson blinked. The way Oliver started the conversation, he expected something big. But these questions? They were so… normal. It didn’t add up.
He said, “Miss hasn’t said there’s anything we can’t handle.”
Oliver just gave a small nod. “Aiden told me you’ve been into economics lately?”
Jackson’s face twitched. Seriously, Aiden needed to learn how to keep his mouth shut. He’d have to deal with him later.
“I just read some stuff when I’ve got free time.”
“Pacific Capital has a finance course at Riverdale College. If you’re interested, you should check it out.”
Jackson was speechless for a second.
“I’ll think about it. Thanks, Mr. Padilla.”
Oliver’s voice went low and serious. “Go get back to work.”
Jackson had walked in muttering under his breath, but he left even more confused.
Weird. The whole thing was just weird.
They barely talked, and half of it was about him.
Dragging him out first thing in the morning just to ask these questions? Was Oliver actually worried about him?
No way. Jackson wasn’t buying that for a second.

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