The Lunch Date

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Alyssa's POV
Hell no! Why would I want to partner with a local franchise? With only 30% of the revenue?!

"Niko" I said as I rang her table "I'm not interested" I simply said

"But ma'am you've rejected every partnership that came your way all-day!"

"None of them interest me. I'll speak with Cheryl today, I need to know what she has decided"

"Her secretary called two hours ago. She scheduled a meeting for Friday"

"Why didn't you..." I trailed off as I remember she called about two hours ago but I didn't let her speak

"Nevermind" I said as I gestured towards the door. She turned around and left my office

Few moments later, the receiver rang so I picked it up

"Someone is here to see you"

"Who?" I'm not expecting anyone

"Mr. Fisher"

I sighed "let him in" I said

I dropped the receiver and finished to draft an idea on a new type of active wear for Groovie.

I took a picture of it and sent it to Daphne, I want to know what she thinks.

I cleared my desk as I remember that I have a “lunch date” with him.

I was almost done when I heard the door open followed by footsteps

Of all the places this dipshit could sit, it had to be on my desk

"Get your stinking butt off my desk"

"I sit wherever I want"

"This isn't Jordy's HQ"

"OMGee! I did not realize that" he said in a very high pitched voice

Sighing, I picked my wallet, phone and notepad and put them in my bag. I looked round making sure I'm not forgetting anything.

Afterwards, I left my office without saying a word to Leo. Whenever he's done wiping his butt on my desk, he'll come around.

I was talking to Niko when he walked out "...clean my desk and lock up my office. I'm going out for lunch with *sigh* my husband. I'm not entirely sure if I'll be back today"

"If I don't, send the blue binder at the top right corner my desk to my house alongside the red binder in my cabinet"

"Postpone today's meeting to tomorrow, they'll be virtual" I added before walking into the elevator with Leo

I nodded a greeting to the stationary security guards in the elevator

🥙🌮🥪🌭🍔🥙🌮🥪🌭🍔

After settling into one of the VIP tables, an all too familiar waitress came to take our order

"What would you like to eat today?"

"I would have the number 13 for food, 7 for drink and 5 for extras"

"What about you Sir?"

"Umm...11 for food, 4 for drink and 9 for extra"

"Will that be all?"

"Yes, thank you" I said smiling

She nodded and walked away

"How did you know what to order without looking at the menu?"

"Apart from the fact that it's owned by my best friend, Kylie, I worked here"

"You work for your friend?"

"Worked! As a chef for 3 years after culinary school"

"When and why did you stop working here?"

"I stopped when I was 20 because I had started Styliss when I was 19 and it needed my full attention"

"The Great Alyssa Brown worked at Venice. Incredible!"

"You're stupid. It's Venice as in I'm nice not Venice (niece)"

Okay, I worked with Kylie when she just opened Venice because I was being pressurized by my dad to get a job.

I had just graduated culinary school at 17 and she needed an extra chef. At 19, I started my fashion company, Styliss and when I became 22, I partnered with Daphne to start Groovie.

"Venice, Venice. Tomato, Tomato"

Soon, our food arrived and it was arranged on the table.

A little bit into our meal, there was a flash on my right but when I looked towards the direction, I saw a group of people discussing.

I didn't want to go over there so I just let it rest

By the time we had paid and left, a driver had arrived and was waiting at the driver's seat alongside a guard on the passenger seat

Our pictures were being taken as we sat in the back seat of the car.

I decided to text my mom, it's been a while since I last saw her so, I asked her if I could come over for dinner tonight

Ugh! Every human in my family wants us to be close, which is BS if you ask me and in this case I have no choice but to accept

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Ugh! Every human in my family wants us to be close, which is BS if you ask me and in this case I have no choice but to accept

"Take us home" I said as I looked out the window

"Why? Take me to Jordy's"

"Take us home"

"I have work to finish at the office"

"I'm going to dinner at my parents place and my mom demanded I bring you along"

"What time is dinner?"

"Dinner's always at 7, shouldn't you know that? What sort of a bullshit son-in-law are you?"

"The last thing I need right now is to drag matters with dumb people"

"Good thing my name's Alyssa"

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