"Ms Larkins you have a phone call on line two with Mr. Welsh" My assistant Charlotte informed me over the phone from her office, "thank you Veronica" I said while preparing the contract for Welsh INC as I aim to buy out their publishing company in order to expand Larkins Publishing and hopefully very soon as I am a very impatient woman.
The company has been slowly deteriorating since Welsh INC was handed over to the new acting CEO Mr David Welsh, John Welsh's son, and let's say putting a multi-million dollar company in an irresponsible and party obsessed 21 year old's hands was not a great move on John's part, but than again I'm not complaining. "your welcome I'll leave you to it" she said in her usual chirpy voice "thank you Charlotte, oh and can you make sure you finish those files I gave you for tomorrow's meeting?"
She gasped and started rustling with things on her desk and then a sigh of disappointment came over the phone " I'm so sorry Mrs Larkins you see, I took them home to finish them and I forgot them on my desk I'll get it to you tomorrow before the meeting" she said pleadingly over the phone, a slight annoyance came upon me but I know Charlotte and this is just one of the very few times she has messed up, at least she didn't lose them. "It's okay Charlotte but please make sure those documents are on my desk by 8:00 am sharp if they are even a second late I won't take too kindly to your
Incompetence do you understand?" She sighed and said "yes they will be there and ready for the meeting"
After speaking with Charlotte I pressed line 2 to speak to Mr Welsh. The man is a little in competent and quite a push over but at least he aims to reconcile his mistake. "Good afternoon Mr. Welsh and sorry for the wait, are you prepared for our meeting in an hour or have you called to cancel on me?" I joked, he chuckled "of course not Larkins I would never dream of cancelling on such a beauty" Yeah and one more thing the man seems to have a physical aversion to propriety when it comes to not hitting on every female he comes across. No wonder his son is a womanising scoundrel with serious boundary issues but, that's a story for another day.
"So then if not to cancel, then why have you called me?" I asked a bit confused " you see Larkins after my son's last escapade I decided that negotiations for the company wasn't worth it for an idiot like that. I will settle for 8.5 million for the company and we can call this a closed deal" he said in full business mode.
If you have been in the business world for as long as I have you would know that this is a rare occurrence for any company no matter how far down the rabbit hole they are. " Are you sure Welsh? This is a big decision and you are giving me the company for far less then its worth" I asked him in concern, despite my business mind slapping me for second guessing the man who is providing me with what I want without so much of a protest, I can't help but feel a little apprehensive about the whole ordeal.
"I am very sure Larkins, although I do appreciate your concern. I am an old man and I have lived my life the way I wanted. I fear that the way I have made my success, my boy just doesn't seem to be on the same page as me. To be completely honest with you Isabelle there is no one else in this business I would rather hand my baby to." hearing this was a huge relief that he knew what he was doing and also a huge compliment; as I do hold John Welsh in high respects I will do the next best thing to buying his company.
"Okay Welsh, if you feel like that is what you want to do I will accept your offer under one condition. Incase David seems to change or grow in any way, you will Keep 15% of the company shares and say in any changes that may go on within the company. I am a reasonable woman and I hold high regards for you so I am prepared to accept your offer under these conditions" I said with a smile , after a few second of silence I heard a shuffle on his end and then a small sniffle that was barely audible "Thank you so much Isabelle, I knew you were the best choice for my company. thank you" he said with so much emotion all I could do was say "Your welcome"
After finalising our meeting for the next day I bid Mr Welsh a kind good evening and went on to work as usual. After intensive hours in my office finalising legal papers for the company change over with my lawyers I was slightly startled when Charlotte knocked at my door with her head picking in the crack. Calming down a bit I came to find out that I had missed lunch and dinner as we neared midnight. Being the absolute gem she is, Charlotte chose to stay in order to make sure I didn't end up sleeping in my office for the fifth time this month.
"Now Ms Larkins you know I don't usually pry in your personal life, but I think you need to take a bit of rest after the long day you've spent in that chair. laughing I stood out of my chair that seemed to have grown quite fond of my behind; as the Italian leather clung to my skirt like a second skin. A good 8 hour sit in a leather chair can do that to a girl. I stretched while letting Charlotte know that she could leave and I would be right after her. A good soak in some lavender scented bubble bath would do this 28 year old body some good.
But before I could even think of tidying up my desk and heading home my phone began to ring in my bag. After spending a good ten seconds looking for my phone I found it at the bottom of my bag under piles of files. picking it up, I was frozen in my spot when I saw the familiar nameless number blinking on my phone screen. Even though it has been almost seven years since I spoke to her I could not help the trepidation that flooded my system while sliding the answer key into place. I cautiously put the phone to my ear with a hesitant "Hello Mother"
Cliffy... Please don't hang me
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