When Luc had said meeting, he meant it quite formally because as soon as he took a chair in his office, he nodded at her. "What are your skills? What do you have that can serve as a business skill?"Not expecting the sudden formality from him, she shivers slightly and recovers immediately. "I have good sales skill, I think I can sell anything. I have good communication skills..."Luc smirks at that, breaking character for a split second. "Yeah, you do." He comments.She raises an eyebrow at him. "I have good teamwork capabilities and will work well on my own if I have to as well... That's pretty much everything I can think of now.""Hm." Luc wonders what the perfect thing for her would be. She has to be in a place of power to command power and although she already has his children, she's pretty much already there, has everything at her beck and call but she doesn't want to make that public yet so he has to use other methods."Do you know anything about fashion?""Barely. I just buy cl
It was a pretty long day with they going around the city, checking out perfect and suitable points for a mall and some buildings that are for sale as well there.As soon as Mika chose, Luc's eyes furrow. "If you want to stay there, it's completely fine by me but do you want to stay in a place that people never come to?"She looks around and her smile drops. "I didn't note that. That one by the entrance to the shopping district is the perfect choice then. I mean, it was second on my choice list." She smiles and then feels slightly bad because the shopping district building is the most expensive of every one they had checked and somehow, it feels like she's imposing on him.Luc seems to notice the change in her demeanor. "I'm the one doing this for you, you just get to choose. Don't worry, you're not taking undue advantage of me, I think I'll know when that's happening."She looks outside as the silhouettes of buildings and people flick past in a blur. "I know it's just that... I'll mak
She paces around with her phone glued to her ear. "Damn it! Damn it all to hell! What the fuck is happening? First he cancelled on me and now he's boycotting me in the industry? Just for chiding a woman who deserved it?" She says to whoever is speaking to her."Calm down Alicia. Don't get riled up, he's just an old man.""Yes! The same old man that's supposed to give me my new piece. How do you expect me to do this now? I never had to make my clothes myself, I always got help from these people. The show is in three days! Three fucking days! I absolutely have to make this work." She continues to yell, little beads of sweat surrounding her eyebrows and forehead."I can't help you with all this shouting. Will you calm the hell down?" Lily yells over the phone.Alicia takes a deep breath and sighs. "I'm listening.""I know a fashion designer who only makes pieces but never makes them or when she makes them, they don't come out all that beautiful. How about I get one for you? So that can b
"So, did you do what I asked of you? Regarding the dark web." Luc asks his secretary just as he settles into his office chair. He removes his coat and hangs it behind him and he loosens his tie slightly.He sighs, slightly relieved."The hacker I hired is still working hard on it. It's the dark web so those things don't come easy. But he was able to figure out one thing.""Oh, what is that?""The man who commented. He had quite the trackable ID. His phone was last recorded at a cell phone tower downtown. Around there is just a large lake and nothing more.""It's safe to assume he's not with the phone anymore?""Yes. But one more thing..."Luc rolls his eyes. "How about you just say it all at once and stop giving me bits and pieces?"His secretary smiles chidedly. "I was just keeping the best for last.""Ain't your fault. So what is it?""The man's name is Kevin Rowland. The commenter, I mean. And one of his cell phone calls was recorded around your house sir. When I found out about th
Alicia, in a daze, walks backstage where all the models are waiting for her, fury written in the lines on their faces. The lines that previously applied makeup had covered but now it's obvious, and it seems like they've all gone up years older than when they just walked the runway few minutes earlier. Wendy is the first to come forward. With the sequin gown in her hand, she looks right into her eyes and flings it down by her feet. "Do you know how much hit this has done to my reputation? Why is it so fucking hard to find honest fashion designers lately? Do you have to steal?" "I didn't..." She starts, hoping to defend herself somehow. "Shove it. Didn't you see this? I looked through all the seam points and lines in the gown and it's exactly the same thing. Save that lie for your family because they are the only ones that I might believe you." Alicia takes the phone from her and looks at it. The search is "2007 Fall Collection for Frederick Gandelier" and there it was. Althoug
That evening, Mika drank two full glasses of bubbly champagne, watching the video she had filmed and made live on YouTube and kept on laughing at Alicia's facial expressions.Her face when Frederick had screamed that the cloth was his and he had been plagiarized, her face had been priceless. She succumbs to her inner voice and screenshots it, making it into a meme and sharing it on her anonymous account that's now having about ten thousand followers on YouTube.Streaming the live had given her some sort of account access and now she has followers. She even had another reward in the reward of seeing Alicia's downfall.Luc smiles beside her as he sips from his own glass. "Are you that excited over that?""It's excitement and elation at the same time. I mean, I've never been mean to anyone, never schemed so much and now it seems like I'm a boss at it. Well, not a boss exactly but I mean, it certainly takes a level of skill to do this." She looks up at him, a smile in her eyes and lips. "
The next morning, there's absolutely no rush from everyone. Maya and Miles were adequately taken care of Mikayla while, surprisingly, Luc made breakfast for them all.By the time it's all set and they are dressed, they all meet at the table for a breakfast of Mac and cheese."This is good Dad." Miles is the first to compliment while the others just hm their agreement, including Mika.He smiles as he eats as well. "Thank you very much but there's something called table manners."Miles smiles and nods.Mika, shakes her head at the terrible way of taking a compliment. She turns to Miles who sitting on her left and whispers. "Don't mind your Dad. He's just not good at taking a compliment."Miles smiles again and whispers back at her. "You're talking while eating.""I'm a grown up, I can talk when I want."Both of them laugh and Maya rolls her eyes."Dad? I want you to teach me how to drive."Luc looks right at her. "Hm?""Teach me to drive.""Why? You're still too young to know how to do
All of the parents file into the class with the teacher in front. He's a pudgy man with a slightly large belly but not big enough to be called a pot belly. He has a scattered mane of dirt brown hair and it falls in wisps down his ears."Good morning sirs snd mas. Say welcome to your parents."All the children turn around and wave, except the twins.Mika had told them that morning that they should not show the presence of their parents there so they can see how he really treats them in class. Obviously, the teacher notices as they didn't turn around so he just assumes that their parents are not around and it's an avenue to use them as examples in his class."So we are starting the mathematics class now." He turns to the board and writes down a basic topic of division.Trying to make the class interactive and fun, he turns to the children with a smile that obviously doesn't suit him. "Who can tell me what division means?"He looks around and there's no hand up at first, but then Maya's