Maripolite

Untitled Part 25

Weeks had passed and Charles was upset.

The work was piling up and he'd not been able to hand over to Diana so that he could take up residence at 'Haut Monde'. She kept busy and avoided his demands as much as she could he wanted to fire her, only she had the upper hand; despite his threats, she knew it and used this knowledge wisely.

His father kept nagging him to bring Nathalie over for dinner and though he managed to avoid several calls he had a harder time missing the unexpected personal visits which had grown frequent over the last few weeks.

Charles sat behind his desk with his back to the door allowing his thoughts to wander instead of trying to run through the strategy he'd need to begin the take over of Jones Pharmaceutical.

Nathalie, Jessie, Haute Monde, Morgan Enterprises, Grace and Colt Morgan and Diana

His thoughts were constantly interrupted by the human challenges he faced for which there was no clear and precise strategy that would guarantee success and failure seemed a likely option.

"Mr. Morgan I have Nathalie on the line for you she tried to call a couple of times I transferred but you didn't answer."

Charles wheeled around and pulled his chair up against the desk he glanced at Jennifer and tilted his head towards the exit as he reached over to pick up the phone "Hi, beautiful are you all right?"

"Darling is your assistant a blonde because I called like ten times I sware and every time she tried to transfer she lost the call."

"Sorry about that she won't be my assistant much longer"

"I bet that's a funny story"

"You bet is everything alright?"

"Yes, but I thought we had an appointment to get the cast removed today you were to take me to the hospital remember I didn't see you and I'm so eager to be able to move around freely thought I would check to see if anything changed."

Charles looked at the time on the phone shaking his head and rubbed his temples "I forgot, you could've called on my cell I've been distracted all morning leaving now, I'll call and get them to change our time so that we can still get it done today." He said standing and leafing through the mess on his desk for his cell phone.

"I did call your cell phone, several times."

Charles couldn't find the phone "Do you have your mobile on you can you call me again I can't find it!"

"dialing... ringing... do you hear it?"

Charles listened for his phone to ring out and simultaneously searched the office for any sign of it "It's by the bar I can't hear it must have left it on silent after the meeting sorry dear I'll be home soon and we'll get your cast off and take you walking without the cane"

"Yea" Nathalie squealed into the phone

"Don't get too excited and go running into any more cars, okay"

"okay" she giggled

"Love you," Charles said into the phone and waited briefly for a response before he hung up, she still couldn't say it but he hoped he'd begun to wear her down.

Charles fetched his phone and dialed Diana's number.

Voicemail.

He dialed again.

"Charles Morgan," Diana said coolly

"I've been in the office all day again no Diana to start handing over imagine my expression right now!"