Page 61 of Fake for 7 days

And it was really getting on my nerves.

What was this about?

Couldn't he separate business from personal matters?

Every reasonable man did that!

Carter! Calm down! You need to make him think. What do you want? To push Cameron out, yes. But first, it's about getting a foot in the door again. If half of the test vehicles were equipped with Cameron's products and the other half with yours, that would be a first step. You can see where to go from there!

"I understand that, Donovan," I feigned. "But Abigail and I weren't as happy together as it seemed. I'm sure she'll recover soon and find new happiness. She deserves the best man she can get. Unfortunately, that's not me." After this speech, I felt like I had a knot in my tongue. I had rarely uttered so many lies at once. The man who eventually ended up with Abigail had my deepest sympathy. He would spend his life between tirades and fits of jealousy.

Who did I wish that on?

Only one name came to mind.

Cameron.

If I had known what Abigail was like, I wouldn't have stolen her from him. Or I would have just had a brief fling with her after her and Cameron's wedding, to pay Cameron back for what he had once done to me.

"Abigail wants to see you again, Carter," Donovan said. "If you at least agree to meet with her, I'll consider equipping an additional test vehicle with a product fromCarcoBatteries."

I could hardly believe my ears. On one hand, it sounded... brazen, but on the other hand, it was going better than expected. Donovan must have been under tremendous pressure from two sides to make such an offer on his own. First, there was Abigail with her whining. And then there was the internal pressure atElecarCorporation. Donovan wasn't the only member of the board. Surely others had carefully studied the submitted documents and concluded thatCarcoBatteries' products were technically superior to Cameron's - even though Donovan had claimed otherwise during our meeting at the hotel.

"A test vehicle! That sounds wonderful, Donovan," I buttered up the old geezer, grinning triumphantly. "I'll contact your head of development right away and coordinate a delivery with him."

Better to strike while the iron is hot.

"As long as you also coordinate a meeting with Abigail." Donovan wouldn't let up.

"You know I'm engaged, Donovan. I don't want to mislead you." I remained unyielding as well.

"I know. It's just about a meeting." Donovan now sounded almost pleading. I liked that.

"All right," I sighed. I would keep the meeting as short and impersonal as possible. It would be best to have Abigail meet me at a windy location during a storm. That way, I wouldn't be able to understand any of her reproaches. And she wouldn't be able to endure the outdoors for too long.

And I would take my time setting up the appointment.

"It won't work out with the meeting this week, though. I'm very busy. Cameron's wedding is coming up." My tone left no room for argument.

I was indeed very busy.

I intended to screw the beautiful Isabella a few more times.

At the thought, my cock twitched slightly. At first. Then more and more. Until it finally pressed against my pants. God, if Isabella had been here in the office right now, then... I imagined her body.

Naked.

In front of me.

On the desk.

How much longer was Yolanda on vacation?

Should I offer Isabella to fill in here?

What did she do for a living anyway?

We hadn't even talked about that.

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