Two Days later,
Lacey stood before the huge building and, A&M corporation was engraved on the top of the building and she grimaced. It was annoying that she had to actually resume here. When she called her boss, he had told her that he agreed because he thought that it was a good idea.
" Good morning, ma'am." A guard greeted when she walked up to the entrance.
She forced a smile, " Good morning," she replied curtly and brought out her I.D card from her pocket and showed it to him and the man nodded, raised the scanner and ran it up and down her length.
It beeped and flashed green light and he nodded to the other guard who opened the door for her, " you are welcome ma'am." The man said politely.
It took all that she had not to sneer at them, " thank you." She ended up saying. It wasn't their fault that she was here. It was the fault of her spineless boss who couldn't say no to whatever the infamous Alistair commanded.
She was sure that if Alistair asked him to jump he was going to ask how high. This was the degeneration that wealth caused.
She often wondered if her nose wasn't thinking properly. If he managed to make you dance to his tune because of money what more destruction would he cause when he finally agreed to partner with the company. She didn't know if he found it difficult to think because this was just purely common sense which he was clearly lacking.
She smiled at the receptionist when she walked to her desk. A pair of curious gazes accompanied her every move that she was happy that her legs didn't shake while she walked
" Good morning, ma'am. How may I be of help to you today?" The receptionist inquired with a pretty smile. A small plaque was in front of her which housed her name, ' Margie.'
" Good morning, Margie, I'm here to see Mr. Alistair, the CEO." She added as an afterthought and the lady smiled at her.
" Oh, do you have an appointment with him?" Margie inquired, still sporting a smile.
" Uh... You can say that. He was the one who asked me to come, I am here on an official assignment." She replied and Margie nodded before pulling out the telephone, obviously calling Alistair.
" Good morning, sir. You have a visitor, her name's..." She looked up at Lacey questioningly.
"Lacey." She supplied.
" Miss Lacey, she says you sent for her." Margie responded efficiently and Lacey commended her for her professionalism. Not once did she feel looked down upon even when her claim hadn't been confirmed which went on to prove that Margie was good at her job. If Lacey had a way of poaching her she would.
" You may go upstairs. The tenth floor, the first door by your right. Is that okay?" She asked.
" Yes, thanks for your reception." Lacey said genuinely. Now that was who you called a receptionist, not those impersonators who were very terrible at their job.
Lacey marched away with her shoulder high to the place where she figured there'd be stairs and she wasn't wrong as she walked upwards and came in contact with the elevator. It was weird that it was constructed this way.
She wasn't going to begin to figure out what was less of her concern. She pressed the number and the elevator opened, she headed inwards and in a few minutes the elevator dinged and she came out of the elevator.
It was not hard to locate his office. She grimaced when she saw his bold name on the door, stupid Alistair. She thought. She was sure a few other people bore the same sentiment but they would never say it for he was a mover and shaker in the world.
"I didn't think you'd show up." Alistair grinned when he saw Lacey.
Lacey stopped herself from rolling her eyes. Of course she wasn't going to show up after being threatened by her boss of losing her job and ruining her reputation and making sure that she didn't get any job elsewhere.
Of course she was fucking elated!
" Top of the morning to you, Mr. Alistair." She said.
" Yeah, I can feel a new breeze since you entered and I can't wait to have you in our midst. It's not every time a genius comes visiting." He grinned. Mockery was evident in his voice and she stared at him blankly.
" Thanks for the compliment sir. But I would like to know what my job description is for I know that you are a busy man."
" Not for things I want" He responded smugly and Lacey finally broke character and rolled her eyes at his words.who was interested in his shenanigans? She only pitied the innocent wife who was at home thinking that she was married to a man of good morals not knowing that he was a philanderer. An unrepentant one at that.
She wondered how many girls he had towed this route with and they had to succumb to his whims. Well, he was gonna face a rude shock, she wasn't just going to pull a fast one on him right now.
" Should I be worried by your stares or what?"
" I don't think you should." Lacey smiled sweetly. Her thoughts might have shown on her face, she was not good at hiding intense feelings. It was hard for her.
"I really shouldn't because..." He allowed her to find meaning to it.
She heard his teasing loud and clear. There was nothing she could do to him.
" What could a broke girl like me do?" Lacey repeated making him know that she understood what he was saying.
He pointed a finger at her " This is one of the few reasons I like you,you are smart. I just can't figure out why you have decided to marry that idiot of a man."
Her countenance changed and Alistair raised his brows, " Did I hear you say something?"