Bring me to life (The golden collection) (4 page)

             
Dad narrowed his eyes and then did the lip twitching thing. That was a bad sign. "A PA??" I nodded. "A PA??" Why did he keep repeating it? He slammed his fist into the table and we all jumped. "I spent all that money on your education for what? So you can be some bastards tea maker??"

             
"Mr Dawson" Blake began while grabbing my hand tightly. I wasn't sure if it was to show me support or he wanted protection from my Dad. "Pa’s are well paid. They have quite a good job description and besides I think Georgina will excel at it."

             
"Shut it Richie" Dad yelled again. Blake bit his lip and looked down. "I offered you a decent job."

             
"I know Daddy" I wept. "And I was very grateful. I just don't want to work for you. I want to be independent and make my own living."

             
He shook his head. "What is wrong with you girls?"

             
Great here we go!! How many times have I heard this?

             
"Your sister ran off and married that old tree hugging freak. She spends all her time talking a load of shit that cunt has brain washed her with." His eyes blazed into me. "YOU!! A clever girl wasting her life."

             
"I am not wasting my life. I just don't want to sell cars" I snapped.

             
"Selling cars is what made me my money, young lady. You had no problem pouring it down your neck at university" he growled.

             
Yeah...L
ike I did!!!

             
"You girls will be the death of me."

             
"Ron" Caitlyn said softly as she rested her hand on top his. "Please, your blood pressure. I think you're taking it a little too personal. Georgina is happy." They looked at me and a smile appeared on my face. "See, you should be proud of her. She has gone out on her own and made a life."

             
He looked over at me, then looked at Caitlyn and back at me. I grabbed Blake’s hand tighter. "Your a stubborn little thing" his voice had changed. "If you're happy I'm happy." I smiled and finally I felt relief. "But the job is always available if you need it."

             
"Thank you Daddy." The waiter began to bring the food over. How could something simple cause a drama?

             
After Lunch with my Dad we went home. I started to get all my stuff ready for my first day at work tomorrow. I was just contemplating which shoes to wear when my phone rang.

             
"Hello?" I asked.

             
"Georgina Dawson . . . . When were you going to fucking tell me?" It was Amy my best friend. We had met at Uni and now she was running her own agency company. "Why are you fraternizing with the enemy?"

             
I laughed she was such a drama queen. "Excuse me?"

             
"You're working for Maxwell Thomas. Your his fucking PA. If you had wanted a job you should of come to me." Why was everyone offering me jobs today? Plus how did she find out?

             
"Who told you?"

             
"Your Dad called and told me everything. He wanted to know what a loser Maxwell is and I told him." She sighed. "We need to meet up and talk about it."

             
I tutted. "Amy” I cried. “Can't you just be happy for me? I finally have a job. This is very important to me. This is finally telling the world I've grown up. I didn't want to get a job because my Dad or my best friend owns the company."

             
The line went quiet. "I am happy for you" she began. "WE should meet up and have a few drinks. Besides you working there might actually work in my favour. Get enough cocktails down your neck and you may spill some secrets."

             
"I'll go for the drinks but I will not be revealing anything."

             
"Oh we will see. I'll text you when I'm free-should be Wednesday. Right, ciao" and she was gone. I looked down at my phone and shook my head.

             
What a weekend?

Meet Maxwell Thomas

              I slammed the door of my office and headed towards the drinks cabinet. I poured myself a large brandy and took a well needed swig. I walked over to my desk and sat down. This was not what I needed!! Everything was beginning to fall apart. I had spent most of my life building up this company and it was being taken away from me. I loosened my tie as I felt it was beginning to strangle me. I took another swig and placed the glass down.

             
What else could I do?

             
I had just been in crisis meetings with my team. The people I had on my books were slowly drifting away to another agency. Some rich kid who had just left preschool was out doing me. I ran a hand through my hair.              

             
What was I going to do?

             
There was a knock on the door. A few seconds later Hannah my PA entered. Bump first Hannah followed. She was almost 7 months pregnant and was going on maternity leave. I was in the middle of finding a temp.

             
Shit! More fucking expense
.

             
"You busy?" I shook my head and waved my hand as to say carry on. "Okay just a few things. Your trip to LA is all booked and planned. Here is your schedule for next week." She handed it to me. I ran over it briefly and set it down. "Next, Shannon turned up to her interview drunk . . .Again."

             
"E-mail her and bring her in. If she doesn't respond this time get hold of my solicitor and cancel her contract!" I was getting sick of these young reality stars taking the piss out of me. Here I was trying to get them a career and all they cared about was boozing and coking.
Dumb cunts!
"Anything else?"

             
Hannah stepped forward and lowered her voice. "There is a woman outside requesting to see you."

             
That was strange I had nothing else planned for today. Then I remembered the old woman I had walked passed into my office. Who was she? I was curious. "Bring the old dear in." I bet it was someone wanting me to give to charity this often happened a lot. The only problem was I didn't actually have anything to give at the moment!!!

             
"Will do, sir. Anything else you would like me to do?"

             
"No just send the email and we will call it a day" I smiled, Hannah smiled back and left. She was really good at her job. I was going to have a problem finding a replacement. I took the last swig of my brandy and I watched the smartly dress woman enter my office. She had money that was for sure. A fitted tailored suit and pearls. She actually reminded me of the Queen. I stood up from my desk. "Maxwell Thomas."

             
"I know who you are" she smiled. "May I?"she pointed to a chair and I nodded. She sat down and placed her bag still on her knees clutching the handle. I looked behind her to make sure a Corgi wasn't following behind.

             
"I guess you're wondering why a woman like myself would want to see you?" I shrugged and retook my seat. I hope this wasn't going to be long: I needed sleep!!! "You see Mr Thomas... I have a business deal I would like to negotiate with you."

             
She had my attention. I was all about business. Yes, I liked to make money but it was the business side I thrived in.

             
"What exactly would that be . .  ." Then I realized she hadn't introduced herself. That was odd. How could I do a deal with her if I didn't know who the fuck she was?

             
"I believe you're looking for a new PA" she began. I hope she wasn't offering her services. I wasn't against old people but I had to draw a line somewhere. "I don't want the job!" she said sternly.

             
"Why would I need to work?" she laughed. Must of been a private joke. I gave her my special Knicker combustion smile. She blushed and shifted slightly in her seat. It even worked on older women.
You're a sex god!! 
"I believe a Miss Georgina Dawson has applied."

             
I raised an eyebrow. I  remembered the name. I had spoken to her today and we had agreed she would come in tomorrow. Oh and now I know where this is going. She was obviously the girls mum or nan. She wanted to put in a good word. How sweet . . . Not!!! I didn't do favours for anyone. No one made them for me. I had started this company from my parents house 10 years ago and only me alone had built it up.

             
I only hired people I thought were well suited to the job and it was my decision. End of!

             
"Where is this going? Your daughter or granddaughter has an interview tomorrow. If she impresses me then the job will be hers. So there was no need to come in and beg." Right that was it I wanted out of this place . . . Fast!!

             
The woman laughed. Why was she laughing? I was being serious.              

             
"You have the wrong idea Mr Thomas!" This woman was beginning to freak me out. She stopped laughing and glared at me. "I have a very good offer that you would be stupid to refuse. I know how difficult it is for you at the moment!"

             
Everyone knew that. Somehow stories had been leaked to the press. I could feel a headache coming on. No doubt from all the stress.              

             
“Can we just cut to the chase" I snapped. I didn't want to play games with an old woman. I just wanted to leave, go home and go to bed. It had been a long day.

             
"Of course." She bent forward slightly. "I want you to hire Miss Dawson and my son Blake. I know you have just signed Veronica Hart and I know she needs a photographer. My son will be perfect for the job. In return I will pay you 2.5 million."

             
Okay she was crazy. My head was starting to spin. "Let me get this right" I chuckled. "I hire two people and you give me 2.5 million?" This had to be some sort of joke. "You're a very funny lady. . . But I don't have the time or the patience for this. You want to play games? Then go and find some other twat! Now is that all?"

             
"This isn't a game!" She snarled. "I will only pay 2.5 million if you seduce Miss Dawson and make my son realize what a gold digging whore she actually is. In the meantime Blake will spend time with my dear Veronica and Georgina will be gone." She said it coldly.

             
Was she evil?

             
I slumped back in my chair and began to rub my chin. "Why would I do something like this? I am not that sort of man. I never mix business and pleasure. It's been my golden rule for many years now."

             
"Because you need my money and I need your help" she said coolly. She was serious and now I felt uncomfortable. "Miss Dawson is a very pretty girl but she is not right for my son. I know this all sounds harsh and cruel. This is my only chance to get rid of her for good."

             
"I wouldn't feel comfortable doing what you're asking."

             
"I thought you would say that" this time she smiled. "Meet Georgina tomorrow and see what you think. I will expect a call by Saturday. If I hear nothing I will know your answer." She produced a card out of her bag and slide it over the desk.  "It's a very good offer" she stood up. "I will be waiting." With that she left my office.

             
For the love of god!! Had all that just happened? Did people really think I was that desperate? But the 2.5 million would be a bonus. I couldn't believe I was actually contemplating this. I had to get home and get to bed. Surely all this stress was fucking up my head.

* * *

              I looked up at the clock it was almost four o'clock. Miss Dawson would be here any second. The conversation I had yesterday with the old woman was still playing on my mind. I hadn't really slept all night. I kept having visions of a woman with two heads or something.

             
Why would anyone want to pay you money to seduce someone?

             
This woman had to be a mutant!!

             
I was still debating whether to take up her offer or not. I thought of 2.5 million and what a blessing it would be. I wouldn't have to worry about my business for at least a while. I could pay off debts and invest in all my decent clients.