Chapter 14: Takeover

"I will meet the art gallery manager in the afternoon. As for the rest, push the meetings to next week. I am not ready to meet any of them. Tell them my schedule is full."

"Yes, sir," Damien said with a sharp nod.

"You can call me Wade," I scolded.

"Yes, sir Wade," he responded and made me smile. "Should I prepare you a cup of coffee? What will you have for lunch?"

"Coffee yes, and a light salad for lunch. Thank you, Damien," I dismissed him.

He left the office, and I was left with my thoughts. So, the Everettes and Bexleys wanted a meeting? What a joke!

I was so engrossed in work that by the time Damien brought lunch I realized that I had not even drunk the coffee on my desk. He picked up the cup and came back with a freshly brewed coffee and left it. After drinking the coffee, I took a bite of the salad and then he came back again to alert me that the meeting with the gallery manager was in ten minutes. He left the gallery report on my desk for the meeting.

"Just let him in