CHAPTER 55

CHAPTER 55

I stopped by at Jem's Construction to submit the reports I made before I went to Triumph's.

"There will be a meeting with all of the board of directors next week, I told Sophia to give you all the details you needed since you were not able to attend meetings lately." Jem said. The boy who was so playful at the beach is now changed in to a boss.

They're so alike. They're best friends anyway.

Who's alike?

Well.. You already know. Emerson.

"Yes. I understand." I replied, smiling. I really need to finish the case at Triumph's as soon as possible. I missed working here. I thought as I look around Jem's office. Even though it’s not beautiful as Emerson's office but still I missed working with him and having conversations. It’s the company I am working for, anyway.

It’s not bad at Triumph's. I was just not used to the people I'm seeing. Mostly, women are staring at me like they've seen me somewhere or what.

"You missed my office?" He asked, smiling. You know? The smile that is so genuine and yet teasing.

"Yes." I said, nodding. I felt a little sadness. Yeah, just a little.

"I know." He replied. "They're different from us." He said, grinning.

"They're not really approachable." He added as he chuckles.
I grin. "So are you telling me? That you are much approachable than Emerson?" I said, teasing.

"Yes. He's intimidating." He said while smiling at me. "Me? I'm cool." He replied, still smiling. He's so proud of himself. Well anyway, that's true. Emerson is more like a boss who always thinks about how to properly manage his empire and his employees while Jem is a kind of boss who teases you in to something or someone. He's really more approachable than Emerson. He's a happy man.

He talks about himself for another minute and all I did was to nod, shake my head and smile. "Whatever." I replied then I went to collect my bag at the couch where I left it awhile ago. "Bye. I'll go ahead. I don't want to get fired on the other company I'm working in." I added as I went to him and gave him a friendly hug.

He hugs back and taps my back. "See you on the weekends." He said. Weekends? I thought, confused.

"At Triumph's Mansion." He replied. Whoa! He has a mansion.
Well yes of course, he's rich.

"You're going?" I asked.

"Yes of course." He replied, smiling. "I'm part of their family." He added as he waves at me.

Shaking my head, I walked out of the door and went to Triumph's Corporation.



Emerson pov

"Yes, just cancel it." I said to my Mrs. Wilson I told her in the intercom to cancel the reservation on the restaurant.

Love doesn't like to eat in a fancy restaurant tonight.

That woman

She eats like a man. I mean, when we were on the beach, she almost finished all the foods on our table. She burped like a man and I just find it cute. I am used to businesswomen who were acting like they got deep pockets and wouldn't even like making mistakes especially in their manners. I found them boring, I mean, all they do is talk about money and money alone.

Every woman I know, especially the woman that barged in the Emerald's club, I don't want to say her name, it will make me puke. She is always at the gym, starving herself just to make sure her body is firm and skinny. But Love? Well, she eats a lot but still maintaining her body. She just needs a thirty minute jog in the morning and that's all. Her body is all natural even though she came from a good family who could actually give her everything she wants.

Love pov

As I got out of my car, I remembered the time when I saw Jean with a guy. Do I need to tell it to Emerson, right away? I mean, Emerson's been in and out of the meetings these days. I don't want him worrying about this thing. I need concrete evidence that would conclude my suspicion. I do not want to make mistake here. Isn't your job? You already know that Jean is up to something before you went here, so there is no room for her to become an innocent. She was suspected, anyway. My mind said. But still there is a part of me that is still hoping that it's not true.
I really need to study those reports she made for the past two years. I remember Emerson said that he suspected her a year before because she's been out of the country and at the same time the expenses increased by 5%. When I told him that may be because there's an added things the company needed, he said that at that time, they weren't having any projects, so there is no possibility that their expenses will increase at that rate.

Suddenly, my phone rings. When I look at who is calling, it's Jean.

"Hello Jean?" I said, answering the phone as I walk in to the lobby and went inside the elevator. I pressed our floor.

"Hey, I won't come in the office today. My head is aching." She said. Well, she sounds like she really has a sick. It's not lively and it's soft.

"Okay, sure." I said to her. I don't know if sounded concerned but yes, I'm being judgmental now. My brain is in advanced state where I'm thinking that it's just a way of her to meet the guy from the other day. "Take care of yourself. See you tomorrow?" I added.

"Yes. Thank you." By that she hangs up.

I put back the phone while I am waiting for the elevator to stop at my floor. I don't know what to think at this time, my mind is racing like a horse race. I mean, I don't know what to do first. Do I need to say it first to Emerson or do I need to investigate it first? If I say it to Emerson first, will it cause our date to be like a disaster?

Wait? Did I say date? Naaaah! I think I was just imagining it. It's not like it's a date, it's more on a business dinner meeting.
"Ms. Gilbert?" someone said. It causes me to jump. Why? Because when I used the lift I am alone. My hair stands like I was instantly in a horror movie. But when I looked at who's voice was it, I saw that the elevator is already open and I'm already in Jean's floor.

"Oh yes, yes." I said looking embarrassed as hell. "I'm sorry." I continued and collect myself and step out of the elevator. "Thank you." I added, smiling.

I shook my head and slap my forehead.

Collect yourself. You're at work! Stop messing around.
I scolded myself.

Two women is about to pass me, I think they're new employees. It's the first time I saw them.

"Good morning ma'am." They say in chorus.

"Hi. Good morning." I replied, smiling at them.

When they passed by me I heard one of them says "I hope she's our boss. She looks nice."

I shrug. Thank you.


Emerson pov

Why the hell is the clock so slow? I thought, looking at my wrist watch.
Then I heard a knock at my door.

"Come in." then the door opened.
"Your two o'clock meeting is here sir." Mrs. Wilson said.

"Okay, are they in the conference room?" I asked as I start to arrange myself and stand.

"Yes sir." She replied. "They're already waiting for you." She added as she smiles.

"Of course they are." I replied. "And by the way, I need my CFO to come in the meeting." I said to her.

"But sir?" she said.

"What?" I asked.

"She's not around. She called in sick." She replied at me looking at her Ipad. "But her assistant, Ms. Gilbert is there." He continued. "Do you want me to call her and represent her boss?" she added. "But chances are, she might not get what you will talk about because she's not familiar with the transactions." She finally added.

Lifting my eyebrows, I almost lost it on her. But then I remembered that Mrs. Wilson is not aware of Love being a CFO in Jem's.

"Even though she might get it, I need her to take notes for Jean." I said as I walk to the door. "Call her and I'll wait for her outside of the conference door." I finally said.

"Yes sir." She replied as she hurriedly went to her desk and lifted the telephone and dialed the CFO's office.

I sat down at the couch waiting for Love to come.
"She's on her way up here sir." Mrs. Wilson said and I nods.
I was looking at my phone reading emails, when the elevator dings.

When I look up to look at Love. Hell, she's getting prettier every time I see her.

She's wearing an autumn color three forts blouse with lines, a black fitted skirt that stops an inch above her knee. Her clothes were matched with a long gold necklace and gray heels. She's holding her ipad with her and all I could think now is I should end the meeting early for the dinner later. But what more appealing is her shy smile when she steps out of the elevator. When she looked at me, I got an idea to postpone the meeting but then I can't. Too late to cancel.

Well because Mrs. Wilson is here, all I did was to nod at her, stood up and walk towards the conference's door.