Chapter 13: Capital B

Blake's POV

I am reviewing one of the many contracts other company wants me to sign when my office door was callously opened by Rodriguez.

I slam the paper on my desk with a loud bang. One thing I don't tolerate is disrespect even if it is coming from a 50 plus year old Balding man!

"I am sorry for barging in here Sir."

He hurriedly run in front of my desk.

"I found a letter on my desk and it is threathening me."

He hands me the letter.

Mr. Rodriguez don't be too complacent. Misfortunes will come your way if you don't set your ways right.

Creative.

I give the letter back to him.

"Trace the handwriting. Let's see if we will find the culprit." I suggested.

He nodded immediately and runs to I don't know where.

I sigh and continue reading the contract. I need to concentrate. It is easy to say that you know english but if they insert those business shit terms then it is another ball league.

Another person barged in again and this time it is Cara.

I smiled and drop whatever I am doing immediately.

"Hi sweetheart."  I greeted sweetly.

Cara ignores me while she closed and locked the door.

She walk towards me and unexpectedly slump on my lap. She hugged my waist tightly and burry her face to my chest.

I look at her worriedly.

I cup her soft and squishy face and boop her nose.

"What happened sweetheart?" I ask softly.

"Just hug me please." She murmured.

So I did.

Work forgotten. My only priority is here on my arms.

My Cara.

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A few hours ago

Cara's POV

After I ate my breakfast at the cafeteria I went down to the maintenance floor.

I saw the bulletin board where our area was supposed to be posted.

I glance at the paper expecting my area is still the top floor but I was shocked when I am assigned to another floor on top of cleaning the floor of Blake. So I am in charge of two floors.

I am assigned at the Marketing floor. I was suppose to clean the office of the department head which I heard from the gossip of other employees that she is a capital B.

I mean I will not believe it until I see if it is true.

So I reluctantly went down to my assigned floor first Blake can wait. As if he will complain.

I arrive at the Marketing floor and reluctantly drag my cart at the office of the head department which is Miss Jean  Davis.

I knock on her door and I saw her secretary mouths "goodluck."

I heard someone said enter and I did.

A woman with black hair that is styled in a tight bun. Wide round Black eyes who's currently glaring at me. Upturned nose and pursed thin lips.

"You're late."

I discretely look at the wall clock behind her head and saw that it is only 8:10 am.

"What are you waiting for Easter!? Clean this room now!"

I

jumped in surprise when she shouted.

I proceed to dust and clean her stuff. I saw her go out of her office. Her heels making that tack tack sound.

I clean faster so when she comes back I am already done.

Unfortunately as I am already packing up my sprays and mop hurriedly Miss Jean arrive at her office.

She roam her eyes around her office. She went to her desk and sweep her pointer finger at the surface of her table.

She looks at her finger then glare at me.

"Repeat. There are still remaining dust. You'll not stop until I am satisfied."

I look at her in disbelief. I roam my eyes around her office. All available surfaces and corners are all cleaned. What more does she want?

She made me clean her office three times more. It is past lunched when I finished.

The gossips are right.

She is a fucking bitch.

I have no appetite at all so I just drank Gatorade. I went up at the top floor and wave Jane and Marie on the way to the restroom.

Thank God it is still clean. A little disinfection and mopping is only needed.

While I was mopping the floor I feel a little dizzy but I ignore it. Probably from exhaustion and hunger.

Whenever I remember what happened earlier I get upset. That is the first time I encounter a person like that Miss Bitch.

That's why the employees under her are all complaining.

Is Blake even aware? I don't think so.

Someone needs to pull that pole out of her ass.

I forgo polishing the floor. I can't ignore the heaviness I am feeling.

I sluggishly return all my things at the janitor's room.

I barged into Blake's room unannounced. I heard him greets me but frankly I did not understand what he was saying. My mission is to be engulf with his warmth because Blake's hug makes everything alright.

He did not question. He hugs me tightly. Just like what I need.

I don't know how many hours I am cradled in his embrace but for the first time in my life I became selfish. I want all his attention to me.

"Are you crying sweetheart?"Blake asked worriedly.

I mush my face to his suit clad chest but Blake stops me and cups my face and stare at me.

"Who made you upset Amore? Who do I need to kill? Tell me."

I shake my head to deny but he 'tsk'

"Tell me now. Please?" He murmured while gazing at my eyes.

Who can deny him if he is using his deep baritone voice and unique eyes to get what he wants? Unfair advantage.

So I told him what happened this morning.

The whole time I am recalling what happened Blake's eyes gleamed and his Jaw was clenched.

"Marketing right? I am sorry Amore. I am not aware. Clearly there is something wrong if no one reported her."

He let me burrow my face in his chest again. Blake rubs my back gently while saying "Don't worry sweetheart she'll get what she deserve. Just wait."

Now I am curious what he'll do.

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Blake's POV

I force Cara to go home. She'll feel better at home than staying here. Charlie just messaged me that Amore is sleeping after taking a warm bath. I want to go home but I can't. I need to teach this bitch a lesson.

Jean Davis Marketing Department head.

She is working here at my company for  five years.

This woman upsets Cara and now delay my snack time.

Unforgivable.

I am looking now at this bitch CV. An excellent CV but like my pops said good education doesn't equate to good attitude and manners.

It is a little bit unusual that no one reported her for the past 5 years. Unless she has a friend at the HR who's blocking all the complaints or the staff under her are threathened with repercussion if they reported her.

Good thing she has a scheduled presentation in two days but I told Jane to reschedule it today.

I see a slight displeasure to Jane's face when she learned which department I am rescheduling.

Hmm. So even Jane has a beef with this woman.

Jane calls my office and informed me that the marketing team is already at the conference room.

I stand up and button my suit. I can still see the remnants of My Cara's tears on the lapel of my suit.

With my scowl and indefferent expression in place.

I walk out of my office and go towards the conference room. As soon as I entered the room all the employees inside stands up amd greets me.

I sat at the head of the table. As soon as I opened the portfolio they start the presentation.

They are currently telling me the tag lines and advertising that they want to use to advertise for our newly built condominiums at the west coast.

Admittedly it is a good proposal but I they did not hit the mark that I want.

I can see in my peripheral vision that Miss Davis is glaring at the staff who was presenting their ideas and the presenter is not making any eye contact with her.

After the presentation is finished at the last slide you can see that her name is the only one written as a contributor.

Really? I think the fuck not.

The light was opened and all 10 of them are looking at me. Usually I dismiss them then send my written comments the next day but now I did not do that.

I made my self comfortable with my seat because Miss Davis will not go out of this room until her dignity and pride is nonexistent.

"Miss Davis give me another tag line."

She was shocked at my question. She clearly thought they will be dismissed after the presentation.

"Mr. Bradford - " I raise my pointer finger and points at the front. I want her to stand in front of the projector.

The previous presenter hurriedly seat at his chair and Miss Davis reluctantly stand up. I can see her eyes follows the presentor as if it is his fault that I am questioning her.

"Well?"

"Like I said Mr. Bradford we already presented the ideas to advertised our condominiums."

"I don't think that there is a problem if you tell me another idea right? If I remember correctly your name was listed as the only contributor."

She stammers but no proper words comes out of her filthy mouth.

"On slide 27 you mentioned about highlighting this facility. Elaborate on that." I ask.

I purposely did not mention what facility I meant because If she really did this project or even contributes even just one idea she will know what am I talking about.

"Mr. Cannon will answer that question Mr. Bradford. He is-" She replied shakily.

"No. I am asking you Miss Davis not Mr. Cannon. If I want him to answer my question all along why would I waste my time asking you and not him?"

I wait for a beat and ask her again.

"On slide 43 you mentioned about your proposed budget. Tell me the breakdown of each cent."

I can see her employees looking at their lap and some of them are holding in their laugh.

"Still no answer Miss Davis?"

I prodded.

I can see that she wants to bolt out of this room but I am not finish yet.

"Summarise the proposal or we will not leave this room."

I made a show of checking my Patek Philippe watch on my wrist to pressure her more.

To my delight Jane starts to offer snacks to the seated employees.

I want the whole basket of snacks tht Jane was offering but I console myself that I will eat a whole load of chocolate when I go home.

I waited for solid 15 minutes for her to redeem herself but no she just stand in front like a dumbasss.

"You beside Mr. Cannon enumerate the strategies that Mr. Cannon mentioned."

The female employee smoothly enumerate everything.

"You in front of her tell me the facility that you want to highlight."

"The children's playground and Water Park sir."

Frankly if she just listened to the presentation she can answer my questions. I did not even read the hardcopy I just listen to Mr. Cannon while he was explaining everything.

I stand up and said "Next time Miss Davis don't write your name as the sole contributor if you did not contribute at all. Stealing other people's hardwork and taking credit from other employees effort is very unprofessional. Your department will be on probation so if I were you don't be complacent. Dismiss."

I can see the hatred and shame coming out of Miss Davis eyes. This is only the beginning. I need Mason to watch out for her. I know that her employees will take the brunt of her anger.

I will remove her from this and any future projects just in case.

I glare at her and walk out of the room.

As soon as I walk out of the conference room my phone rings.

Charlie

Calling

"Yes Charlie?"

"Master Blake sorry to interrupt but I think Miss Cara is sick."

Panic rises out from my chest.

"I'm coming. Call my doctor Charlie please."

"Right away sir."

I ran towards my elevator and went down to the garage.

As soon as I am driving back to the estate I blame myself. I should have went home with her.

I failed her.

Again.