Cheryl blinked as she saw you. You stand at 5'5" and have short hair (like Amber Rose), brown skin, sparkling black eyes, and a nice figure. The suit you wore hugged you in ways that Cheryl would only wish a suit would on her and your shoes looked comfortable too.
"Mrs. Reeves?"
"Miss Reeves and you are...?"
"Miss Chelsea Fox."
"Hello Ms. Fox. This way."
You walked with her and Cheryl felt intimidated even though she stands at 5'11" (A/N: IDK how tall Coach Reeves is but she 5'11" in this story). You entered the office and saw the two teams and the current, about to be ex-owner of the team, Glen Taylor.
"Hello Mr. Taylor."
"Hello Ms. Fox."
"Ready to discuss business?"
"I'm always ready."
You sat down and began to talk with Glen Taylor.
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Two hours later, you signed on the dotted line, claiming the title as owner of the two teams. You shook hands again before he left and you looked at the two teams.
"Well, I should introduce myself. My name is Chelsea Fox, yes My father is Augustus Fox."
The teams stared and you raised an eyebrow.
"No, I'm not involved with the mob side of my family even though I do see them at family dinners. Long story short: I'm not going to do any crazy changes. Both teams are operating fine and why mess with something that's clearly working just fine?"
The group chuckled.
"If you need me, I'm easy to reach: I'm either home or will be here at the office. I'll provide my number and email via your coaches. Anything else?"
"Are we going to be invited to a party?" Seimone asked, earning hits from her teammates.
"I mean, I am about to host my 50th birthday party--"
"You're fifty?" Jimmy said.
"Yes. Black don't crack. Anyway, you will all receive that invitation. Anything else?"
"Are you married?" Plenette asked, eyeing you.
"I'm single. Married once--men aren't my type I discovered."
The Timberwolves groaned and you chuckled.
"Sorry, Boys. Is that all?"
The teams nodded.
"Well, I'll see you all on Friday for my bash and have a good day ladies and gentlemen."
"Bye!" They said as you left, the door closing behind you.
"She's cool," Andrew said, pulling his sweater on.
"And pretty too," Plenette said.
Cheryl frowned as Plenette talked about you with Seimone and Sylvia.
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You smiled as you saw both teams arrive at your sprawling mansion. You hugged each of them before leading them deeper inside the house, bodies milling around. There was old and young alike but the event screamed elegant. You are wearing a simple yet beautiful gown (see pic above) and had on diamonds as your jewelry.
"Come in settle in."
"Can I accompany you?" Plenette asked.
"Sure hun."
