Page 7 of Surprise! I'm Engaged To My Boss
MICHAEL:
Everything went well. The event was a success. And I didn't destroy our family's precious office. Don't worry.
Judging by the time, I confess that I thought he was still sleeping. That's why I was surprised to see him typing a reply.
SEBASTIAN:
You know my fear isn't just about the office.
You're in enough trouble, so you need to toe the line and clean up your public image.
It was clear that Sebastian wouldn't miss a single opportunity to remind me how fucked up my situation was.
I decided to ignore the other messages. All I wanted to do was go home and get some sleep.
I left my cell phone on the seat next to mine and started the car.
I had just driven through the parking gate and was turning left onto the street in front of the hotel when the phone rang. I picked it up, placed it on the dashboard of my car, and answered it on speakerphone. Normally, I would ignore it, since I was driving and, again, I needed to avoid getting a ticket as much as possible. But I wasn’t going to let myself miss a call from Janet.
Janet Rodriguez was currently the most important woman in my life.
No, I had no romantic or sexual involvement with her – because she was married, and she was old enoughto be my mother. And she was also not related to me. However, at the time, I would dare say that she was more important than my own mother.
Janet Rodriguez was my lawyer.
Yes, I know that may sound very cold. But in reality, it was the exact opposite of that. Because Janet wasn’t currently handling any lawsuits that concerned financial or property matters.
She took care of the most important and vital case there was for me.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Like I said, Janet wasn't my girlfriend or my relative. But she was tough, direct, and not one to mince her words.
Well, she had been my family's lawyer for over twenty years, she had seen me grow up, so she could indulge in those 'familiarities'. And I even liked it, because it showed how committed she was to winning the case.
“What did I do this time, Janet?”
“An employee of your company, Michael? Are you serious? It hasn't been twenty-four hours since we had a serious conversation and you promised to get things right, and shortly after that you hole up in a hotel with a woman, and an employee at that?”
I scratched my head wearily. I knew she was absolutely right, but I couldn't help but voice a complaint:
“Have you got someone to spy on me now, Janet?”
“I didn't have to do that. Your enemies already did. I just got pictures and videos of you drinking with the girl, making out with the girl, going into the hotel room with the girl at one thirty in the morning, and her leaving alone and disheveled just now, at seven fifteen.”
Holy shit!
I cursed every swear word I could think of in my head. How the hell could those motherfuckers stoop that low?
“The case is completely lost, then?” I asked finally, dreading the answer.
“Meet me in half an hour in my office and we will discuss the threats and proposals made. Don't be late.”
“I won't be late.”
I was going to be late. And I had the feeling that even she knew that.
Besides being on my way out of the hotel, a long way from her office, I still needed to stop for a strong coffee. The effects of the drink were really strong in mysystem. In addition to the headache and the churning stomach, I was also feeling very dizzy, which made me wonder what the hell kind of alcoholic mixtures I must have made during the night.
As soon as Janet hung up the call, I, irritated by the whole story, punched the steering wheel hard, trying to vent some of my anger.
