You're Not Alone

Chapter 4

        "No! I give that money away on purpose, I give it to all sorts of charities varieties, from foundations looking for cures to deceases to foundations for the less fortunate that are suffering all over the world. I want to be able to do something great with my life before I die. To me that something great is helping others and this is the best way that I can do it when I'm not building homes for the homeless or refuge for those in need of a place to sleep for the night. Do you get what I am saying?" I began giving a long speech about what I hoped to do with my life and the money I make in its time. As it seemed, it was like usual, Davis had a bored look on his face as he had stuck his fingers in his ears. This wasn't the first time I have ever given him the same speech. Even so he still hasn't gotten the message within my speech.

        "Oh, you're done trying to end my life by torturing me with that boring speech? It was rather short today than usual. Alright then I guess that you are serious about turning down the job so I'll have to call the person and tell them that we don't accept the job. Such a drag!" Exclaimed Davis as he took his cellphone out of his right-hand denim pocket. Davis was doing so in a very sluggish and lazy form, he really wanted to take that job. Davis doesn't only hunt for contracts for me to take but he also runs the construction crew that gets things done for all of the companies that I have bought but have not changed. He manages the construction crew's progress as well as any possible obstacles that we find ourselves in that we haven't already tumbled down.

        "Give me that!" I exclaimed in a reluctant way and dialed the person who's contract it was that Davis wanted me to take on. It wasn't a surprise that Davis would already have that number in speed dial. "Hello, are you the person who is looking for an architect to build something that you wish in particular?" A pause then came upon my voice as I heard out what the person on the phone had to say. It surprised me that it was a 24 year old woman and who she was, what didn't surprise me is actually what she was.

        * Mademoiselle Victoria Jones II, a French swimsuit model, daughter to a French mother who was also a swimsuit model and still is, and an English father who runs his own bank. Her mother's name was Madame Victoria Jones and her father's name was Mister Luke Jones. At one point he was a professional golfer. Of course that all changed when his wife, Madame Victoria, had their daughter in the grassy field of the gulf course during a game, surrounded by a priest who was just strolling by and decided to bless the birth and all the audiences around. Mister Jones right at that instant promised that he would quit golfing and become the best dad ever, providing his "Baby Doll" with everything that would make her happy. The truth behind his motive for quitting was because he was at a slump and was losing his edge so he just took that opportunity to make the part where he quit golfing honorable. What a load of crap that was! He then opened his own bank to run and so he claims that now he could see his "Baby Doll" more than he would've if he had remained a professional golfer. Madame Victoria never lost her figure and so she never quit being a swimsuit model.

        "Okay let me get this straight, you want a hand-built Jacuzzi inside your mansion as well as a hot-spring styled hot tub on the outside of your house with a large 20 feet long by 15 feet wide pool 10 feet away from the hot tub? Am I correct mademoiselle?" I asked with a voice of disbelief to the demands of young Mademoiselle Jones II. Another pause came to my voice as she explained it all to me detail by detail. As a gentleman all I could do was be patient and here her out. I just wanted to cut her off so badly but its against my nature so i just waited it out. Once she ended I went ahead, "Yes I hear you, and I'm sorry but Romeo Corp. will not be taking the job, I will send you one of the bottom companies that I own to assist you in accomplishing your dream though. Is that alright with you mademoiselle?"

        "Are they as good as your company?' Asked the young mademoiselle over the phone with a soft and discouraged voice followed by a sigh. I was afraid of it happening but it happened nevertheless, she fell in love with me. At first I thought that it was because of my voice but I remembered that over the phone my voice sounds normal and not all that angelic so it cant make people fall in love with me who are at the other end of a call. I really don't have a clue as to what it is that has gotten her to fall for me, its obvious that she did. If I were to ask Stella and she saw right into my eyes she would tell me the same thing, that the young mademoiselle is in love with me. I guess that magic can tell what logic can too at times, sometimes they are just equals.

        Are the people of the other company as good as those of my main company Romeo Corp.?

        Is Mademoiselle Victoria Jones II really in love with me and why?

        What will I do about the mess that I have found myself in?

         To be answered on the upcoming chapter.

        Sorry I took so long but I didn't have time on the 4th and neither did I on the 5th so I just finally finished this chapter today.