The Millionaires Pursuit

Chapter 6

Given the strange encounter Erik had experienced over the weekend with his ex girlfriend, he was disappointed to find himself the following Thursday still in a sour mood. After Bianca had begrudgingly left that night, Erik couldn't help but replay the conversation shared between the two of them, and focus in on the crazy threats that had left Bianca's mouth. Erik had been stunned into silence ever since Bianca had told him this wouldn't be the last time he would hear or see from her. Erik was far from scared of Bianca, but given her surprise welcome and careless attitude, he wouldn't put it past her to try and hurt him in some way, especially since Erik had been forthright in his argument against getting back with her. Rubbing his temples in small circles, Erik barely notices as the car he is currently being driven in slows down to a gradual stop.

"We've arrived sir." Speaks up Mr Arnold from the drivers seat.

"Thank you Harold, I'll call you when I've finished business here."

Stepping out from the car, Erik cranes his neck back lightly in an attempt to distract his mind from focusing on wasteful thoughts. Even after Erik's made his way into the administration building and sat down on one of the single sofas provided in the room, he can't help but feel a sense of detachment and confusion. Struggling to pull his head together, he inevitably stands to greet Mr Brighton just as he exits through a door.

"Good morning Mr Silverstein, nice to see you again. Please." Dallas says, while ushering Erik through the same door he exited from.

Inside, Erik takes in the expanse of Mr Brighton's office. Given the fact he is the principal of Panorama Elementary, one of the most elite schools in the country, he isn't the least bit surprised to see his office decked out with bay windows, a large rounded conference table, collective artworks, a traditional fireplace and what even appears to be a mini fridge hidden by the corner of his work desk. Taking a seat on one of the plush leather seats surrounding the conference table, Erik's attention is immediately captured when Dallas asks him what he could like to drink.

"Black coffee thank you."

"I'll have my assistant bring that right out to you." Smiles Dallas, whilst moving over to his work desk to pick up the phone.

A few minutes pass, in which Erik has been brought his coffee and Dallas has joined him at the conference table. Sprawled out across the table are various documents and photographs which reflect the success of the fundraising event that was held just the previous week. Erik can't help but think for a split second at just how that sunny and joyous day seems almost light years away when he thinks of how the events of the weekend had taken such a drastic turn. Distracting himself with a sip of his coffee, he turns his head and pays Dallas his full attention whilst he explains how much money was raised during the event and what steps will now be taken to ensure that the donations are received by the most suited health organisation.

"Understandably, we've already narrowed down our choices, which include three appropriate children's health organisations but from there we haven't really researched into how the finances might be able to support them. So for that, I've asked Miss Covault to come on board and assist you in making that decision." Explains Dallas later into his discussion.

Simply the mentioning of Rosaline's surname is enough for Erik's interest to suddenly be spiked into overdrive. He quickly averts his gaze from the document he is scanning in his hand and interrupts Dallas before even realising how inappropriate that might be.

"Miss Covault?" Clarifies Erik.

"Yes."

"That's wonderful actually, since I had already organised to see her after this meeting so that I might be able to sit in on one of her lessons. In that case, I might be able to bring forward this news to her, should she find a spare minute from teaching."