My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

“Olivia is making things up to ruin your birthday.”

“I have the emergency contact form Jake filled out on his first day,” I said.

Jake looked at me, his eyes widening. “My contact form?”

“It was written in blue ink,” I said, looking at my sister. “It listed Melissa Bennett at her current boutique address.”

“That is a coincidence,” Melissa continue reading …