TRUST

Chapter Forty Two

As he often did, Can invited the agency team to the farm for a cook out and to finalize all details of the ad campaign. Sanem and Deren had been in constant touch with Paulina and the direction she wanted to go with the ad. The girls had pitched to Paulina the idea of a series of ads where Metin and Sanem kept running into each other, focusing always on the suits.

Can was nervous, Paulina had decided she liked the ad the way they had pitched it and with Metin and Sanem as the actors and also the continuing story of them constantly running into each other.  He knew that there would be a billboard size picture of Sanem in just that suit jacket and once again he was kicking himself in the butt. Every true blooded male would be dreaming about his wife after seeing her on that billboard.

They brainstormed and came up with a few more ideas for the campaign, getting ready to enjoy food and music when Can's phone rang, he looked and didn't know the number and thought about letting it go to voice mail, but was afraid it was a supplier and he knew he had to answer.

"Can Divit" 

"Can, this is your Anne." he heard the sound of Huma's voice.

"I don't want you to call me, there is nothing I need to hear from your mouth." He hung up the phone, making sure he blocked the number. He was pissed that Huma had the nerve to call him but he couldn't let her ruin the evening for anyone. 

The next day he received a call from Paulina, she was excited about the ad that would showing on the television first in Paris, then London and Istanbul. After the ad had played a couple of days then the billboards, first the one with Sanem and Metin meeting at the bar, her hands on his lapels and then the one with just Sanem standing at the bedroom door waving good bye to Metin, in his suit jacket. Can knew that every man who seen the ads would want one of the suits. He laughed at his own jealousy, knowing Sanem would never accept the advances of another man, he though would have a hard time watching.

TWO WEEKS LATER

The first ad been aired in Paris, in two days first the billboard with Sanem and Metin would go up and then the one of just Sanem. Paulina could hardly contain her happiness when she called Sanem.

"Sanem! Oh my, word on the street is every man aand woman wants one of my suits." she laughed into the phone.

 Sanem blushed "Ah, Paulina" she said into the phone so Can would know who was calling. "I am guessing the ad is a success?"

"Oui, Evet, Yes!" exclaimed Paulina in three languages.

Sanem put her on speaker so Can could hear, he smiled at her excitement. 

"I am so happy for you, your company will now be successful in Paris and Istanbul." Sanem answered.

"By the way, I will be in Istanbul in two weeks we must go out to eat and please invite that adorable Metin to join us." she said

Can's smile became bigger, Metin would have his hands full with her. Sanem smiled "Of course, I can't wait to see you." They said their goodbyes and hung up.

Can laughed and said, just as Deren was walking in  "Metin won't know what hit him."

Deren stopped "What is going on?" she asked Sanem laughed as she answered, sorry for her friend but Metin had tried to get Deren's attention for so long, now she just wanted him happy "Paulina will be in town and wants to take Can, Metin and I out to dinner."

Deren looked sad "Oh, that sounds like a good time." 

Can noticed Deren's reaction but wasn't sure if it was because Paulina had asked them to bring Metin or had left Deren out. He shook his head, he was going to stay out of this one.

"Can, I want you to look this over. It is a new bid for a company called Sports Mania. I have never heard of them." she quickly said.

"Just lay it on my desk and I will get to it later." he said without looking up. Deren laid down the folder and left the room. 

Sanem and Can looked at each other, she shrugging her shoulders. Then they both worked quietly the rest of the afternoon.

On the other side of Istanbul, in a small cafe, Gamze was meeting up with Ceyda's father. He was waiting for her when she walked in and stood as she neared the table. He kissed her cheeks and then he pulled her chair out for her to sit down.

He sit for a few minutes before he spoke "I am shocked and devastated by the way Ceyda treated my company. I have been at the company since I got your resignation. To say I am upset, is putting it mildly. Ceyda did not have the authority to treat people this way and certainly I am appalled by the way she acted with Can Divit."

"I am so sorry that it had to come to this but Can is not only a client but a long time friend and for her to impose on his personal life, I just couldn't accept it any more."

"Oh, I understand. I am not upset with you but I wish you had felt that you could have come to me sooner."

The waiter then came and took their drink orders. When he walked away, the conversation continued.

"I have gone to the company every day trying to work through everything. I have spoke with each employee and several of our oldest clients. When I checked the records I also found that some, new and old clients, had left due to dealing with Ceyda. I spoke with them also. It seems Can is not the first inappropriate advance she has made."

"I am sorry, I really didn't know about them or I would have said something sooner." Gamze shook her head.

He waited until the waiter dropped off their drinks. "I asked you here today to see if you would come back to Compass Sports."

"I can't, I cannot work with Ceyda knowing what she did to Can and Sanem."

He held up his hand "That will not be a problem. Ceyda is no longer involved with Compass Sports. I fired her two days ago. She is not even allowed to walk into the building. All locks and passwords have been changed. I would like you to come back and work under me, first as my assistant and then when you feel comfortable to take on more of the more work, as a Vice President with the company."

Gamze sat back stunned. "I don't know what to say!"

"Just think about it, talk with someone you trust and then get back to me, that is all I can ask."

She nodded her head in agreement, they place their order for lunch, the whole time her mind racing back and forth. When they were finished, they stood and he walked her out to a waiting taxi. As he closed the door, he again asked her to think about it, shut the door and walked away.

Gamze sat, the driver asking where she would like to go. She look her watch, noticing the time, looked up and said "Firki Haraki."