"You're a saint, I should get you something." Fletcher said to me rushing into my office as I sort his paper work out for him
I smile "you did" I say holding up a Starbucks iced coffee.
He stopped in his tracks "ah. Well, I always do the classy thing. Any calls??" He wonders, Fletcher and I are partners If you was wondering, work partners. And he was late this morning because he had to drop his little boy off at school.
I get up and and him his stack of paper work that I was just previously sorting out for him, I walk to my note pad picking it up to read the list off to Fletcher.
"Let's see.." I say checking the messages "Judge Patterson's clerk. He needs your filling." I look up at him, he goes over to my coffee machine and puts a coffee in he groans then looks at me "tell him it's in the mail"
I jot that note down "right. You'll do it next week" I speak and then read the next message I need to give to him "Mr McKinley phoned, questioning that fourteen hours you billed on Christmas Eve"
He puts the milk in his coffee and holds his coffee cup up high while mixing the milk in with his coffee, I laugh softly.
"Write him a long, explanatory letter. Then bill him for the letter"
I laugh shaking my head as I jot down his request "done" I state, I then sigh knowing what he's gonna say next.
He put the spoon down and walked up to me sipping on his coffee
"Your mother called."
He gets close to my ear and whispers "I'm on vacation" he continues to then walk by me. I shake my head and turn around to face him "this is your fifth week..."
He shrugged drinking his coffee smugly "it's a long vacation"
I jot that down too " 'break your mother's heart'. Done. And that's it, except, Miranda's looking for you"
He bent backwards and groaned, he then checked his watch as he spoke "as if I don't have anything better to do than bow and scrape at her royal perfumed feet. Tell her I'm in court" he ordered, sipping his coffee.
I walked back to my desk and sat down "courts closed"
He sarcastically replied "tell her I broke my leg and had to be shot" I laugh then cut my laughter off when I see Miranda near the reception in front of my office. I whisper to Fletcher "why don't you tell her yourself?"
As Miranda approaches, Fletcher switches gears in an instant, which makes me laugh.
"- - And then send out a notice of judgment on my win today!" He said enthusiastically knowing full well that Miranda is behind him.
"I'll be right on it" i dryly replied playing along with Fletcher.
Fletcher turns - - and pretends to be surprised "Miranda! I didn't see you. Hey, you look lovely, today. Here, I bought you a gift" he snatched my iced coffee out of my hand and gave it to Miranda making me growl.
Miranda replies "thanks. I heard about your victory today. You're making quite an impression on the partnership committee"
Feigning puzzlement on Fletchers part, and then... "oh, that's right. You folks are meeting again soon. 'Allan, Stewart, Konigsberg, Ried' there's something about the rhythm of fours! It's like a full measure" he says sarcastically then turns walking past her as she is now in my office and I'm watching them both carefully. He can't seem to get away from her quick enough
"Well, anyway, I've got a client waiting in my office - -"
He's such a liar.
But Miranda buts in "Actually, something important has come up. You're not busy tonight, are you??"
She asks him but doesn't wait for an answer, she walks out of my office then walks past reception, looks like she's walking towards her office... Fletcher stamp his foot and squeals loudly making me laugh.
My phone rings on my desk so I pick it up, the caller ID reads Ellie, so I answer it. My finger slides across my screen; you can hear the tapping of my pure white acrylic nails against my iPhone 11 screen.
"Hello" I say into my phone then yawn "girl don't even think about it, we're going out tonight— and you ain't gonna turn me down and say you're too tired"
I groan rubbing my forehead "but I am too tir—"
"Ah ah," she interrupts me "I'm coming to yours at 9pm so be ready! Chan, you need to let loose. I promise, you won't regret it" she says down the phone making me sigh.
I nod "okay, okay!" I sigh in defeat "I'm coming out tonight"
"Yes! Finally" she exaggerated down the phone
As I'm about to start up another conversation, Fletcher rushes to my office and pops his head in then slaps the door twice "I need you in my office" he stated then walked off with some woman following behind him.
Ellie laughs down the phone "was that Fletcher??"
I nodded laughing "it sure was" she then asked "why does he want you in his office, does he wanna fuck Miss Chantel Henderson on his desk?!" She whines like she's trying to tease me making me growl "shut the fuck up" I say ending the call her laughter gets cut off when my phone ends.
I put my phone on my desk and walk out of my office.
I walk down the hall and knock on his office door "come in!" He calls out.
I open his door and enter his office.
"Chantel, this is Samantha Cole. Mes Cole, this is Miss Chantel Henderson!" Fletcher introduces us both "nice to meet you, Mrs Cole" I almost bowed "nice to meet you also Miss Henderson, and I love your nails!"
I smiled and complimented her red ones "and I love yours too!" I smiled widely.
I see Fletcher roll his shoulders back and sigh as he slumps his statue. I glance at him and furrow my brows. I step back and allow them to get on with their business.
Mine and Fletcher's new client Samantha reads through a document that Fletcher spent the whole of last night writing up and putting together.
"This is good. This is really smart!" The client smirked looking up at Fletcher. Fletcher smiled widely "thank you."
I squinted my eyes at him making him gulp nervously "with the help of my beautiful partner over there, of course, it's gonna be smart" he joked making me nod in approval. Samantha laughed at us.
Samantha then sighed "only it's not... like not true. Every word of it is a lie" she confessed holding the papers in her hand.
Fletcher and I exchanged glances.
"I mean.. isn't that a problem??"
Fletcher replied knowingly "Mrs Cole, the only problem here is that after you've provided years of faithful service and loving support, of raising his children- -" Fletcher slowly pacing his office stops and then looks at Mrs Samantha Cole "they are his??" He asks to make sure.. considering the circumstances of this divorce case. And what her husband is accusing her of.
"Hm? Oh yeah. One for sure." She replied almost instantly, like there was nothing wrong in what she said, I widened my eyes slightest as I crossed my arms over my chest.
Fletcher cleared his throat, I think even he felt uncomfortable,
He then continues "after all that, your husband wants to deny you a fair share of the marital assets based on one single act of indiscretion- -"
"Seven" Samantha interdicts Fletcher. He stops pacing again, in shock, and turns to Samantha "hm?" He questioned then she said in her annoying voice "seven single acts of indiscretion"
Fletcher carries on as normal, but I know he is disturbed by this woman's none existent loyalties to her husband, "- - Seven acts of indiscretion, only one of which he has any evidence of, and all of which he is responsible, for"
"He is??" She questioned him and Fletcher scoffed "Mrs Cole I stayed up all night last night studying your case. Not just your case... but you. And, by now, I feel I know you. You are the victim here. The wife of a cold, distant, businessman. Starved for affection, driven into the arms of another man - -"
"Seven" she interrupts him again telling him the correct number of people she has cheated on her husband with.
Fletcher doesn't miss a beat "- - Seven other men. You're not trying to deny him what is rightfully his. All you're insisting on is what is rightfully yours. And maybe an idgy-smidgy bit more. I think you're bending over backwards!" Fletcher talks a load of shit while i over look her case.
"Well, I did agree to give him joint custody of the kids..." she then looks at me "he's always been a good father"
I smiled at her.
Fletcher then says "you've always been a good wife."
Samantha then seems to get worked up "yeah.." she sighed.
"I'm tired of getting kicked around!" She stated standing up "good for you!" Fletcher enthusiastically says.
She holds her hand out for him to shake "Thank you, Mr Reede. I'm so grateful I have an attorney I can trust!"
She gives Fletcher a hug then momentarily grabs Fletcher's arse, with a farewell nod to me. Rude bitch. She walks out and I shut the door behind her.
I turn to Fletcher and smirk "you're good. You're really good!"
He smirked widely and waves me off "oh, pshaw"
"Bye Fletcher" I smile and walk to the door, I open it and walk out.
"Bye Chan!" He calls out after me.
I walk to my office grabbing my things preparing myself to head home.
I finish at 6pm, it's not 5:55pm.
I make my way to ground floor with all my belongings.
I get into my car and put on my Spotify playlist of all my favourite songs. I then drive home singing to some of the greatest songs in the charts right now.