Kai Summers is a Afro-Caribbean born immigrant to the US. Kai is humble and one of the sweetest persons you will ever meet although his living situations aren't ideal - Kai has his mind set on making the best for his future. He is an aspiring doctor...
As your Junior Manager - Luke , Lucas or something along that line made a presentation about recruiting interns who held college majors alternative to business and mathematics. I couldn't help but thinking back to Kai. He was on my mind 24/7. I found myself wanting to be near him at all times.
Bored of the meeting , I walked out .Heading back to my office to go over budget projections for the Christmas holiday.
From outside my office , I see my mother pacing around reorganizing things in my office I groan in expersation and open the door.
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"Your office is absolutely dull . Just ask and I'll give this place an amazing makeover." She says ."Leave my office alone." I plead to her.
I just met with my dad a day ago and now my mother ? I could only manage their overbearing personalities on holidays and special occasions.
I watch as my mom sat down , clearly looking for something in my office that doesn't meet her expectations.
" Mom , why are you here? " I ask .
"Kai is at school and I need the keys to your frontdoor." She says.
Why did she need the keys to my house? A millions horrific reasons came to mind , but just came out and ask her. " Why?"
" Kai, your grandma and I will on Food Network and as well getting featured in their magazine." She explains , crossing her legs.
My parents really took Kai's career and public image seriously. I half-listening to my mom , Kai had already given me the details on about my mom's little publicity stun.
I give my mother the keys.
"I'll let the crew into the house . Your grandma is going with the driver to pick up Kai in two hours and meet us back here in conference to go over strageties with your PR team." She says , sounding a bit too happy to be turning my house into a tv studio.
" Who will be watching my house , when you'll be discussing PR strategies ? " I asked , hoping I'll have a house to go home to.
" My assistant." She answers. Not saying anything more she leaves.
I get back to work , reviewing employee compensation packages. Realizing that at least two pages of the file was missing , I call Jane.
" What was stopping you from walking to my office?" She asks hands at her hips.
I look up at her . " You know I am CEO and your my assistant ." I say reminding her.
" Excuse you , your parents begged me not to retire and secondly I wiped your ass as a baby ." She proclaims.
Ofcourse, she holds my days spent in diapers over my head.
" Pages are missing from this file . " I tell her ; waving the file up to her.
