Create A Divine Move

Chapter 10- "The Football Game"

I tap my foot anxiously on the wooden floor, looking around at the collection of photos on the wall.

"Here you go dear." Jackson's Grandmother says, returning to the old style living room and handing me a glass of fresh orange juice.

"Thank you."

Jackson's Grandmother, Catherine, invited me over to her house. Jackson gave her my contact details and she asked me to talk in person so that she could help me. I've met Catherine on a few different occasions like Jack's birthdays and stuff like that. From what I've gathered she's a really nice person and Jackson seems to adore her.

Jackson, of course, brought me to her house but she sent him upstairs out of our way, claiming that our conversation is going to be private and confidential. I don't really care if Jackson knows my buisness but she said that this way I could choose what I wanted to tell him and what I didn't.

"I'm sure my grandson has caught you up on what I've told him so far."

"Yes, he has."

"Ok. So as you know I'm here to help you run the company. To teach you how to run your company. Today we'll go over the basics."

"Ok."

"So first of all, I was told to keep my identity secret. I'm assuming it's the same for you."

"That might be an issue." I grimace. "The news kind of got out and now everyone and their parents seem to know. I didn't know it was meant to be secret."

She nods. "Ok well that makes things complicated. There's nothing we can really do about that. We're just going to have to make sure you keep safe." She says. "Just make sure you're careful about what information you tell other people from now on."

"I will." I nod in agreement.

"If most people know you're the owner now, I'm sure the rumours have been heard at work." She says. "I wouldn't have advised this if it were still a secret that you're the new owner but since everyone knows, I think that we should go for a public approach if you're up for it. If there is someone out there we should show them that you're not afraid."

"Okay." I say agreeing with her.

"Right, running the company. To start off do you know what work we do?"

"I have no clue." I admit.

She laughs softly at my answer. "We are a financial compan-" She swivels her head at a barely noticeable creek. "JACKSON GET BACK UP THOSE STAIRS RIGHT NOW YOU NOSY LITTLE-" She stands up going towards the stairs.

I turn and my eyes follow her to the stairs where Jack's head is popped down looking through the rails. He groans. Catherine shoos him away, swatting at his head. He scrambles to his feet and retreats back upstairs.

"As I was saying before we were rudely inturpted.." She says sitting down again. "We are a financial company. We do things like making investments, we invest our money in projects to make a profit. We organise and plan events, help people to be on budget whilst getting the best out of their money. We even have an app which is paid for monthly to help people keep track of their spending in terms of big events and it's an easy way to access our services. We are in contact with some high up people, customers pay us to get wealthy people to their events like fundraisers. Some of the wealthy people are even signed up to our program, where we do loans. They use their money to give someone a loan and we make sure the person pays back the fair amount." That seems like a lot for one company to do.

"So what parts of the buisness would I be running?" I question.

"All of it. Obviously you wouldn't be doing all the work by yourself, you have employees for that. You'd be the problem solver that oversees it all. The one responsible and the one people come to. It will be your company and you can do what you want with it and you'll be the one who gets the money from it."