ABM Top floor.
Eric planned to work overtime, and a pile of documents was placed on his deck, waiting for him to go through every piece.
*Ring ring
Eric's hand that was about to flip the page of the document paused. He looked at his phone. The name "Dad" was seen dancing on the screen. A sigh escaped his lips; he knew the man could not just call to check on him.
"Dad", he picked up the call; he could tell that headache was coming to him.
"How is work today? " Mr Brown asked, but did not wait for his son to answer before he continued talking. "You are doing so well; I saw that Sky has cancelled the partnership with steam, good job," Mr Brown said. He had read about project Nabot, and could tell that Sky group were only looking for an excuse ro cancel the agreement.
Eric smiled; he did not know how to react to his father's sudden praise. "How did you get Sky to do this? That old Sky, is a tough nut to crack," Mr Brown did not mind that his son was not responding to him.
"He owes me a favour," Eric lied; he knew that his father would try to take advantage of the situation if he knew the secret that he had agaist Sky group. Unfortunately, old Brown always goes overboard, forgetting that the Sky was not a pushover.
"Oh, this is a good chance to suppress Steam," Mr Brown said.
"Hmm," Eric answered. He was beginning to realise that his father wanted him to do something.
"Your mother will be available this evening; we will have dinner with Gavin Smith and his family; they have a young daughter, and you should plan to attend. I will send you the time and address," Mr Brown said.
"Dad, I am busy. You know how things are in the company," Eric replied. He knew that his father was already considering the young lady from the Smith family as his daughter-in-law for him to mention her, but he was unwilling to attend.
"You are the boss, push the work forward; Gavin Smith is currently the vice-president, and I heard he would be the one in charge of technology advancement within the country," Mr Brown said. Although Eric respected him, the old man knew his son was stubborn.
"The vice president? Is that not supposed to be the work of the minister of science and technology? Eric asked.
" it is, but the office of the vice president will work with them. I have heard inside information the project is huge," Mr Brown said.
*oh, Eric's lips curved into a smile, "how much profit can we even make from this project, don't forget that smith also has a technology company; they will only be giving us the project on the surface," Eric frowned his brows. He knew that his father liked to have political power backing him. In the last election, his father had supported the present president's opponent. So he knew his father was not making a move to make money but to build a connection. Although the Vice President was not as powerful as the president, he was the best candidate. Besides, his family background was solid.
"I know that, so you must be present at the dinner. His daughter is young and promising," Mr Brown said.
Eric rolled his eyes, getting the hint from his father; that if everything goes fine, the Smiths will be in power for the next eight years. This is enough to solidify ABM and the Brown family.
" fine, " Eric agreed. He decided to see the young lady before deciding whether to go with his father's plans or not. Although he did not plan to fight his father about who to marry, it did not mean he intended to accept just anyone.
After getting the answer, Mr Brown ended the call. Eric picked up his phone and called his assistant to adjust his schedule.
6 pm.
Eric looked at the time and decided to stop working; luckily, he had a suit in the office. So he could freshen up and change before going out for dinner. Eric stepped into the living space attached to his office.
Thirty minutes later, he stepped out, all changed for the occasion. He was still wearing a suit but without a tie. He was looking as handsome as usual.
Eric came out to meet his assistant already waiting for him. "the car is ready, sir," Greg informed.
Eric nodded and walked over to the elevator. Greg looked at the man's back and smiled. He could tell that the man specifically changed and cleaned up his appearance, but why? The boss had told him over the phone that he had a party.
'forget it; I can never understand this man,' Greg shook his head and decided to focus his attention on something else.
...
Olivia wrapped up her work for the day; she was thinking of hanging around; perhaps she might run into Eric after the close of the day, but she was too tired after work.
"forget it, I am his kept woman," she tries to remind herself; "if he needs me, he would call," she comforted herself since she wanted to rest.
"What if he called me and wants me to accompany him while he works? I would lose the chance of getting closer to his heart," she thought about another possibility.
She sighed; I am too tired. I might just embarrass myself. Moreover, I can not be too available; he might get tired of me quickly, ' she shook her head.
After debating with herself for a few minutes, she decided to head home. But, to her surprise, as she got to the car back, she saw Eric's driver.
"is the boss leaving early today?" she asked the driver.
"yes," the driver replied since he noticed that the boss seemed to have a good relationship with Olivia.
Olivia felt sour hearing this reply; she wondered if Eric was going for a dinner party, but she didn't dare to ask the driver. She could only enter her car and driveway. She did not want to act in a way that would disgust Eric.
After driving a few minutes, she could not concentrate anymore, so she decided to pull over and call Eric.
The call was picked up on the second ring, " good evening," she wanted to call his name, but she couldn't bring herself to it.
"evening," Eric noticed that her voice was not so formal, so he knew she was not calling to report something about work.
"I finished work early, so I was wondering if you are available for dinner," Olivia asked when she noticed the man responded casually, not like her boss.
Eric smiled, hearing the invitation from her tone, " I already have dinner plans. I will see you on my way home, " He replied.
" oh, I will be expecting you, " Olivia ended the call feeling good all over. She comforted herself that he was going for a business meeting. He would have taken her along if it was a dinner party.