Daisy is the soft-hearted mother of one with a dark past and an ex husband she's running from. She's spent the past six months building a new life for her and her daughter, Hope, trying to blend into the world around them. Her memories are tainted...
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"Fucksakes!"
I just landed the biggest deal with top class investors, and I'd never been more angry in my entire life.
My new idea was adapting an ice cream range for the new season; it was something I hadn't done before, and as it was March people would be wanting them soon.
Only my investors wanted double the intended profits. I opted they have twenty percent - generous if you ask me, it's my company - but they want forty instead. Without their help I couldn't guarantee the range would be as exclusive as our ordinary ranges.
They were a worldwide success in ice cream, selling billions of tubs - all with different flavours - each year. They were a famous, well-known brand and I needed them.
They gave me the day to think about it. Generous on their half. Business is business, you either want it or you don't. Only they know how difficult this was for me, as forty percent was a lot of profit. I'd still have majority, but they'd have a huge sum.
"Do you want my opinion, Mr Clarke?"
My assistant, Harriet, was always the best for advice. She's been with me for over ten years now since I started out at eighteen, but I knew her answer already. She would tell me to take the deal. I already knew the profits would be high from market research, and the time of the year, but this was a huge decision. Forty percent was a lot of money.
"I think I already know it."
She winced as she realised she couldn't help. "How about I go out and get a coffee? Your favourite?"
A coffee sounded great right now, but I wanted to go on my own. "Don't worry, I'll go." I stood to leave. "You get on with whatever you need to do today."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
She might be my assistant, but I took care of my employees. They were all like family to me, and I wanted them to feel welcome. Every Monday we had a non-uniform day as Monday's were a struggle for everyone, so why not turn up comfortable, right? I was laid back, and carefree when it came to my job. In fact, I was with everything.
My company created new ideas with chocolate. I had all sorts of ranges from: ordinary chocolate bars, chocolate cakes, baking chocolate, and the best is my wedding range. I offer a dessert package - all chocolate. It sounds pretty boring to some, and easy, but it's not. I could of created an ordinary confectionary company on chocolate, but I wanted more. I wanted to offer more. We even offer hot chocolate ranges. Not to forget we're a luxury brand, with top of the range packaging and incentives.
I love my job, being CEO pays well and it's fun, but sometimes it's highly stressful; with no woman at home to share my life with I'm stuck in a top floor apartment that costs over half a million (I could afford more, but what's the point?) on my own.
