The Two Billionaires

Chapter 2

"Mr Caron you have been faking your
financial statements for the past two years. It is not long before your company gets closed down. I prefer not to put the reputation of my company at stake for your foolishness".

"So that's why you cancelled the deal" Mr Caron mused to himself. Ohh finally the idiot understood.And idiot of the century award goes to him.

"Yes, we had a clause in the contract. If there is any illegal activity going on in your company, we have the complete right to back out and even make you pay for wasting our time and resources". I informed him.

"You see Me Caron, we are doing you a favour by not claiming money from your company. Remember that before you blame my team". I warned him. That should put him back in his place.Great head tried to double cross us.

All mask of professionalism he had was dropping, he glared at me. As though wishing he could shoot fire out of his eyes and burn me. I merely raised an eyebrow in question. When my Dad's glare couldn't intimidate me, his glare looked funny.

My Dad Luke Smith, was my hero. Since I was a kid I looked up to him. I wished and hoped to be like him. If I managed to be half the man he was, my whole life it would be an accomplishment. Though people cannot be perfect, he was perfection in form.

People usually thought of himas a cold and arrogant businessman, but for his family he was like a soft plush toy. My mom just had to pout and show her wide eyes brimming with tears, he would lay down the world at her feet.

My mother Maria Smith was a whole new brand of crazy. She was a very popular fashion designer, her determination made my father abandon his player ways and become the billionaire he is today.

My dad tells me she was the reason he started his company. He wanted to become a better man for her.

Dad tells me my mom deserved the world, so he became the man who could give her the world. I kept a cool expression, two seconds away from throwing Mr Caron out of my office. He was like a pesky fly, who kept bussing and irritating me.

"You listen here Christopher Smith, sitting in that chair, looking all high and mighty. You are nothing, compared to me. You better listen to me and get me my profits or I'll destroy your whole family" ohh now the wolf shows it's colors, this was a face he had hidden in that expensive suit. See this is what I told you about the business world, no one is real.

"You cannot harm a hair on my head, let alone think of going towards my family. " I shot back, my voice as cold as ice.

"It is a matter of time, before your shareholders recognise your fraud financial statements, if you manage to pay off all your debts and somehow recover your losses, the reputation of your company will have already fallen. So it's best you focus on finding something other than staying on the streets, you will land in jail, there you will have neither means nor money to destroy me or my family." I told him. He should worry about doing something useful, rather than making plans to ruin others. Like get a better hobby for yourself.

"Mike, escort Mr Caron out of the building, if he is not out in 5 minutes. You are fired. And I want reports from the finance department on my desk." I instructed my assistant not bothering to look at the idiot who was fuming.

There was only one place that could give me peace of mind now, that's where I'm headed.

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"Mom" I called out, dropping my coat on the table, as I arranged my shoes in the shoe rack. Mom and I were an inseparable pair since I remember. We have played pranks on each other, shared so many things. As far I was concerned there was not another woman in my life other than her.

"In the kitchen sweetie"I heard her holler.

As I reached the kitchen I saw my mom stirring something in a bowl, wildly waving a whisk around, talking animatedly as Dad looked at her fondly. This was something that made me smile. Thirty years of being married and he still had eyes for her.

"Your dad's making a joke". Mom told me, her eyes alight with amusement."He wants to learn cooking"she said looking at him fondly.

"Dad, you know the rules. No going into the kitchen unless you want something bad to happen". I said with my mom on this one.

Dad huffed, "I ruin pasta once, you kids mock me for a lifetime."

"Darling you made pasta, without boiling it. What you made was not called pasta" Mom teased him.

"Mind setting the table for us" mom told me. It was a rule in our house, when she tells you to do something you do it. No questions no arguments. I set the table for three, since my brother was on a vacation. My elder brother Alec was my best friend.

"Yeah" I yelled just as mom entered holding a casserole. There was only sounds of forks and knives as we dug in.

"Chris tommorrow we are going to make another deal with Forever Gems" dad informed me. Forever Gems was a jewelry making company which had gained quite the popularity among women. The designs were different, my dad often worked with them.

Best thing about that company was it's founder Gwen Carter. She was what people dreamed to be. My dad had a particular admiration towards the girl, she reminded him too much of himself. He was proud of how the girl survived in the market, strong enough to become a billionaire.

I was sometimes jealous of the admiration my dad had when he spoke of her. Let's see how much of secrets will this deal with Gwen Carter unfold.