Chapter 0016
Fiona
“You would be entering data, filing papers, scheduling appointments, maintaining records, and helping everything run smoothly,” Chris explains. “At my company we work with charity organizations as well, so you may work some weekends or nights to help with events. In fact, we’re currently working with Ethan Montgomery.”
Ethan’s name pulls my attention to Chris fully, and I blink Chris smiles widely and sighs almost dreamily. “He’s my idol, you know. Everyone says Mr. Montgomery cold and only seeks publicity, but I don’t think so,” Chris tells me. I shift in my seat, slightly more interested in the conversation now.
“What do you mean?”
“Well,” he starts, tapping his fingers on his thigh. “He’s very successful which is impressive on its own, but to me his dedication to the charity organizations we’ve worked with is even more amazing. He doesn’t put himself into the spotlight like people think and I’ve realized, after working with him a couple months ago at a children’s center, he’s not bad.”
I hadn’t seen anything in the news or heard anything from Jack about a children’s center.
“What did he do with the children’s center?” I ask, leaning in slightly. I’ve been hoping that Ethan wasn’t a bad guy, but I haven’t been able to find much proof.
“Oh, he held an auction to raise money for the new children’s wing at Moon Meadow Hospital. He auctioned off at car and then raised over a million dollars that night,” he tells me excitedly. “That man is going to change lives, and no one sees that. And do you want to know something?”
I nod silently. I want to know everything I can about Ethan. This is a whole new side of him I didn’t even know was there.
“There were children at the auction- some of the sick kids and I heard Mr. Montgomery promising he’d stop by the children’s home to play soccer with the ones who were feeling well enough.”
Imagining Ethan playing soccer with a bunch of little kids makes my heart all melty. I’d love to see this more tender side of the man because all I can truly picture is him wanting a temporary sexual relationship.
‘Anyway, back to business. What are your work skills and experience?”
I try to hide the cringe as I think about my lack of work experience.
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“I’m hard–working, organized, motivated, good at communication, adaptable to many different situations, love helping people. I’m looking for a job I can work hard in and build a future with. I am looking for a new start and hope this will be a good fit,” I tell him. I may not have a lot of experience, but putting up with Jack and running the household for him gave me at least these skills.
Chris nods, glances at his watch, and smiles while saying, “Fiona, I think this went really well. I’ve got another appointment to get to, but you’ll be hearing from us within a week.”
I shake his hand again, dodging a hug, and wave goodbye as he leaves the coffee shop.
Walking into the building, I make my way over to the front desk. The receptionist looks up from her computer and offers a friendly smile. At least someone knows how to be professional, I think to myself as I picture Ethan’s rude” secretary,
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“Hi, how can I help you?”
“I’ve got some papers for Mr. Adair,” I answer, awkwardly lifting the file and showing her. She nods, picks up t phone, and after a few words with the person on the phone, she hangs up.
“You can go to his office. It’s 214, down the hall to the left,” she says.
“Thank you.”
Following her instructions, I make my way to Mr. Adair’s office. After such a bad morning, things are finally looking up. I have Mom’s will, a lawyer, and now I might have a job. This meeting will take me another step closer to regaining my life.
Mr. Adair calls for me to enter when I knock on the door, and then he tells me to have a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. His friendly expression from the other night is gone, and I tell myself he might’ve been having a bad day as well.
So, I offer a smile and say, “I brought the will like you asked.”
“Mrs. Alderidge, have you been in contact with Mr. Montgomery?” Mr. Adair asks. His cold eyes find me, and I try my best not to shrink back in my chair.
“I just saw him,” I answer, confused. Why does he need to know? Does he need Ethan for something?
