Drake's Ex wife

Helping out an old friend

You would think when a parent finds out that they have a kid they would make an effort to be in there child's life right ? Wrong , dead wrong.

It's been about a week since Cas found out about Aiden and the only effort he makes to be in his life was calling him once every two days , and the calls are short I might add. Says he's at work and he's busy. Then why can't he call when he's home ?

I'm currently sitting at my desk notice how I didn't say office. That's because they think assistants shouldn't have there own offices since there usually out doing things. I feel like an errand girl more than anything. I really need a new job.

Phone speaker "Ms.Clarke there's a Mr. Drake here"

Great what does he want.

I get up from my desk and make my way towards the receptionist.

I walked towards the man not moving my eyes from the ground "Cas-" he truns around and it's not Casper that's for sure " Oliver?"

His face lights up and he starts making his way towards me extending his arms for a hug " What's up my sister" I pushed him away from me while fixing myself "I'm not your sister Oliver"

He rolls his eyes at my statement he placed his arm over my shoulder leading me back towards my desk " please I would rather have you than Casper"

We sat at my desk I had a chair in front of it and he sat there not shy at making himself comfortable.

"Okay Oliver why are you here?"

He leaned back in the chair and extended his feet out wards plastering a giant grin on his face " what a guy can't see his ex sister in law ?"

"The fact that you haven't for the past what 5 years , I don't think so"

"Come on char , don't be like that. You know I always liked you"

"I bet" I lowered my voice.

He sat up straight and leaned over my desk " okay let's cut the cheese"

"The cheese ?" Giving him a confused look.

"Yea you know the real reason I'm here it's like a meter-mile thing or was it a smiley ?" He said leaning back deep in thought.

"Metaphor ?"

"Nah thanks I ate already " he said rubbing his stomach.

Wow how did he get a job. Oh right. He owns it.

"So Char, I want you to work for me"

"Excuse me?"

"Why did you fart?" He said backing up.

"No , Oliver what you said "

"About you farting ? It's okay I won't judge it's human nature"

So he knows about human nature but not about common sense.

"Why would you want me to work for you ?"

He started at me a moment before he stopped zoning out " oh because I need a assistant "

I stood up " Look I'm already an assistant I don't want to become another one."