"Good morning Ms. Bailey. It's nice to see you again." He greeted.
"Hi, Mr. Brent." I shook his hand and smiled back. "Let's take this inside the conference room." I lead him inside and offered him to take a seat.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" I offered as I placed my purse beside me.
"I'm good, thank you. Shall we start?"
Well, what did you know? He went straight to the subject matter at hand. I grew anxious about this meeting but I had to do it. This was Wilson's final words after all.
I gave him a curt nod and smiled, "Sure."
George Brent began discussing about the contents of the will that Wilson left for the company. He made sure to explain all the important points that should be known by everyone especially the board of directors.
"Mr. Alexander left you something." I waited for him to discuss about the turnover of ownership and whatnot but instead he handed over a sealed envelope to me. It was personally addressed to me. My fingertips lightly brushed my name over the envelope that was hand written by Wilson.
Mr. Brent then continued, "I don't know what contents are in that letter but I think you should open it after I'm through discussing the rest of the will."
I nodded and waited for him to say more.
"The will states that the successor and new owner of Alexander Corporation would be transferred to a Mr. Pierce Alexander."
My mouth fell open, shocked by the revelation. Wilson appointed his son? Did he even know about all of this? He probably didn't have any idea about his father's company or that his father existed for that matter. I wasn't even aware that they communicated.
I had to question him out loud, "Um, does Pierce have any knowledge about this? Have they contacted recently?"
Mr. Brent cleared his throat, "Yes, I actually called his family yesterday. They took the news rather badly but I have convinced Mr. Pierce Alexander to fly out here by next week. I would be discussing the will that his father left for them. As he arrives, I want you to show him around the company."
"Before I forget, Mr. Alexander also left him this." He handed me a rather large envelope package that was made from Manila paper. It was a bit bulky so I was guessing there were a lot of files inside. It made me curious as to what Wilson had left for him but I didn't think he would appreciate that I was being nosy.
"He also stated that you should give the package to Pierce at the right time. I hope he has some instructions in that letter he gave you."
I gave Mr. Brent a confused look. "Did he mention when the right time was?"
He shook his head indicating that he had no idea. "May I suggest you open that letter now, Ms. Bailey? I'll give you a moment and leave you for a few minutes. A cup of coffee sounds good right now."
I nodded and smiled, "You can help yourself in the pantry. There are also some pastries in the fridge if you're hungry."
He just nodded and left the room for me to open and read the letter. The room was silent as I just stared at the unopened letter that Wilson left me. I carefully tore open the letter as my hands shook from being so nervous. I took a deep breath and exhaled.
I am deeply sorry. I hope you're not mad at me for being a stubborn old fart. I knew I didn't have much time and I just wanted to continue living my life as normally as I could. I also didn't want to feel sick; it made me feel that I was already dead.
You're probably wondering why I never tried to communicate with my family. I admit that I was scared. I should have acted on it when there was still a chance but I didn't want them to think that I was only making things right because of my condition. I left a package for Pierce and I want you to give it to him when the time is right. Please take care of him for me and I hope you would try to give a good word for the old man.
I want to thank you for everything you have done for me. You have been like a daughter and I'm thankful that I'm able to call you family. Please take care of the company and I'm sure you will be able to do far more greater things. I believe in you, Olivia.
That did it. I cried reading his last words. Everything felt so final. My heart clenched at the fact that I won't be able to see him anymore.
I sniffed as I tried to stop myself from crying. It took me a few minutes to calm down before I continued reading.
Lastly, I left you a little something. I have a feeling that you won't like it but I want you to experience nice things for once. This time you couldn't say no to my offer. You could use this amount to get yourself into university.
- W. A
My eyes went back to the envelope and checked. I pulled the other paper out only to find out that it was a written check for half a million dollars. My eyes widened in shocked disbelief. This was too much. I couldn't spend this!
I never really had the chance to go to university seeing as my grandmother couldn't afford my tuition. She was only working at a flower shop in a little town located in Connecticut. I also couldn't bear to be a burden since she was not getting any younger.
When I moved to New York with Hugh after high school, we didn't have much for the first year. We worked our asses off at diners with an additional part time job just so we could afford living in the big city. As soon as Hugh landed an opportunity to work with Madame Verina, he had supported me for a while until after I got the job at Alexander Corporation. Luckily for him, his pay was rather large for an apprentice because after a year he decided to get a degree on Fashion Design. He took a few classes while he worked for Madame Verina. Hopefully by next year he would be receiving his diploma.
As for me, I didn't really have the time to go back. I kept working for Wilson but going back to school didn't really bother me then. I was happy with my job.
Just as I was deliberating on how I could return the money, Mr. Brent peaked through the door.
"Is everything all right?"
My eyes were still as wide as saucers. "Um, y-yeah. Everything is fine."
Mr. Brent entered the room and sat back on his chair. I was still a bit dumbstruck with the amount of money I have in my hands.
"I can't accept this." I handed him the check. He raised an eyebrow when his eyes were on the paper I was offering him to take. He might think I was crazy not to accept Wilson Alexander's money. So I continued, "I mean, I can't accept this much money."
He just shook his head. "I'm sorry, but the will already states that the money is for you. It's non-transferrable."
This was too overwhelming. "Oh." – was all I could mutter. I looked down and stared at the mahogany table with Wilson's letter for me.
"Do you have more questions regarding the will?" He asked. I looked up and blinked as I returned my gaze to Mr. Brent.
I shook my head and whispered, "No."
"In that case, I guess we're done here." He extended his hand to me and offered his calling card. "If you need something, don't hesitate to call."
I accepted his calling card and thanked him. After he left, I was still standing in the middle of the lounge, staring at the check that contained half a million dollars.
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The Other CEO | ✓Romance
||PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION BOOKS|| ♥The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award♥ Olivia Bailey was happily working as the personal assistant of Wilson Alexander, the owner, and CEO of Alexander Corporation, when he suddenly died of heart failure. Grie...