T.T.C.L. (BW/WM) [[EDITING]]

051

Isabelle's pov

Work on Ellen Harrison's mansion has been going great, better than expected. The huge budget implied everything had to be top-notch. It's really fun designing the interior of a house when you know money won't be a problem, makes everything really easy. I've been working my butt off so I can meet the deadline for the completion of the work here, I haven't even had enough time to spend with my baby girl, but sometimes I videocall her through her babysitters phone. I show her my work and she suggests a few ideas that I think will be helpful for the children's room, I'm taking my three year old's advice.

My personal assistant Marie has been pretty helpful with the project. She's a very nice person, she's French but she grew up in England. Well today I'm going to surprise Ray in his office, I gave myself a half-day. Transportation has been made easy for me since the last incident with the paps, the driver is still assigned to me his name is Mr fletcher Andrew. He's a really kind gentleman.

I:"Ray's office please."
Fl:"yes ma'am"
He opens the back door for me, I playfully roll my eyes and open the front door instead. He laughs and joins me in the car.
I:"the name is Isabelle fletcher, Isabelle!"
Fl:"Mr Carter would have my head if I address you by your first name"
I:"not if you tell him I asked to be addressed by my 'first name'."
He laughs and shakes his head. In no time I'm standing in front of the glass house with a Carter publishing sign on it. It is so huge! I never realised how much of a big deal this was until now.
The interior is even more beautiful, it has Margaret Smith written all over. I smile at that. I walk to the reception area where a pretty young lady is seated, one thing is certain she's not the least friendly, what is she doing on a front desk if she can't even look a bit welcoming.

I:"hello, I'll like to see Ray Carter please."
Girl:"you would like to see my boss?"
She gives me the elevator look, sizing me up. Well I'm not exactly dressed for the occasion seeing as I've been working all day. I wore a black Jean with a black top and grey sneakers.
I:"yes I will."
Girl :"well he's a very busy man, so I hope you have an appointment?"
I:"no i don't, can you please place a call to his desk and let him know isabelle is here?"
Girl:"like I'm ready to lose my job."
I:"please"
Girl:"okay, give me a few minutes, you can sit over there"
I:"thank you."

I go through my phone and reply some mails... Its been about 45 minutes now and this girl is lounging, I haven't even seen her make any call.

I:"hi, its been 45 minutes"
Girl:"well you have to be patient"
I:"what the hell? I've been sitting over there for the past 45 minutes and I've not seen you make a single call."
Girl:"well ma'am you can't actually blame me. You don't have an appointment, he's not into your type of women. I'll just say this once leave before I call the security."
She smiles and mutters something like desperate women.
Did this bitch just, she leaves me no choice then.
I:" I hate to do this "
I call Ray and almost immediately he picks up.

R:" hey baby"
I:"hi, can you come to your lobby? Like now? I've been here for the past 45 minutes and your rude receptionist won't hear me out"
R:"I'm coming"
I hang up. She's staring at me and rolling her eyes.
Girl:"I advice you leave before I call the security, you have less than two minutes"
I was about to reply her when I noticed the entire lounge is less rowdy.
R:"and I advice you clear your desk and be out of here in the next 5 minutes"
I turn and face a scowling Ray.

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