Secrets, Riches, and Rescue - Chapter 6

Alexader’s POV

I could not stop thinking about the woman I accidently met not ago.

After the first impression when thought was drama queen, I changed mind.

Apparently, was going through some hard times, and I only saw a woman who cried over the spilled coffee.

She told me back then, and those in my mind.

I knew nothing about but when I heard the words homeless, jobless, and cheated, I could not stop myself from offering her my number.

I was questioning myself why earth I that, but at the moment, to be the only right thing do.

What the hell was wrong me? I blamed my parents for my actions.

Why? Because they taught me to compassion to fortunate.

My set them as examples by being active members of several charity organizations.

When I was I could understand privileged by up in a wealthy family.

All see was I was better others and often made fun of who were not as lucky as was.

My father helped me to understand how wrong was.

He taught me the hard way.

I lost all my allowance and was forced to earn money for everything I needed.

It was a very eye–opening experience.

I also that was a reason why I had to start my career the bottom of a ladder.

Looking I am grateful my father decided on this move, as right now, I would probably be one of those spoiled I could see during every important event.

John on my door to let me know that Mark arrived at the office. Speak of the devil! I John a sign to let him in.

This man was a of brat.

He came in with the attitude of someone who each place he enters.

This place has only one owner. I screened him while he approached me with his hand pulled out.

I shook it firmly, if deeply.

His hand was sweaty, which meant confidence was just a pose.

Great, so knows his place.

“Mr Foster, thank you for agreeing to this meeting.” Mark spoke with respect, probably fake.

I have met him few and he constantly bragged his bright future. It looked like he in relationship with one of the daughters and close to becoming their father’s partner.

“Let’s get to the business. My time is valuable,” I responded dryly.

This man getting on my nerves for some reason. He gave me a puzzled look but quickly regained composure.

Of course.

“I am here for Brown Company. Maybe you have heard about us?” hear about him? with ears heard about him since he spoke about it on every occasion.

If he to pump ego, I not to help him at.

“I understand. ”

“Me and my soon–to–be wife recently became owners at her father’s company. I like to offer you our service.” Mark finished a wide grin.

Did he become the owner? How someone in their right mind the to someone like him?

“I will see the offer and get back to you,” I said quickly, cutting short.

“Thank you. We will be waiting to hear from you. ” I had to force myself shake it his hand again.

When left, I tried to remember what I knew about Brown Company.

It was not much to remember. They construction work and a good amongst customers.

I had indeed plans improve some of my company properties, they seemed be worthy of trust.

I did not like Mark Green, but as a businessman, to consider choosing the best deal and not on my personal feelings.

We will see it goes.

My thoughts came back to the woman bench I could not stop thinking about how she doing.

I cursed myself not asking about her at least.

I startled by another knock my door.

“Carmen is here,” John informed me with a smirk.

A moment later, the stunning beauty entered the office.

Chelsea was and slim with long, wavy hair and a model’s legs.

He had fun for the last few but unfortunately, I understood she was more valuable when silent.

“Hey, baby. ” She said in her high–pitch voice.

“What brings you here? I I do not like unexpected visits,” I asked harshly.

“I missed you. ” She said, her lips.

Like told my affairs included no attachment part, but Carmen forgot about acting like we are a thing.

“I am at work, as you can see. I have no time to miss,” I grabbed the random file on my desk to prove words.

The charity in the city hall is near.

I thought to see the dress I bought.

Carmen placed a bag on my desk.

Damn, the ball.

How could I forget about it? And what is worse, did I ask to join me? I have to duct–tape her prevent her from talking.

Again, was perfect with her mouth full.

“Did I ask you to join me?” I asked her bluntly, but she got the hint.

Carmen was the bulb in box.

“You silly, but who would be better than me?” She burst laughter.

The log wrapped in silk would better,‘ I thought to myself.

“We will talk about this later,” I said instead.

“Fine. “