Chapter 4

The week had gone by in a blur for Jules. It was fun because of lunch time but everything else was the same. Everyone at the company knew they had a new CEO even though they weren’t informed. But news spread like wildfire and it was only confirmed when Freddie Danfort’s assistant – Violetta – was fired and Freddie Danfort himself no longer came to work.

Jules walked into the building with Ivy in her arms, she made her way towards the elevator and saw it closing.

“Hold it please.” She yelled and hoped whoever was inside would oblige and she sent a prayer above when it opened up.

“Thank you.” She smiled as she stepped inside.

Ceaser had been going out of his mind trying to find the right approach to the woman that had his daughter and with over-taking Freddie and Co., it hadn’t been easy. He had also had his mind on the woman he had seen his first time there. He had thought about her and he was surprised when she stepped into the elevator.

“No dropping bags?” He couldn’t help asking.

“Excuse me?” Jules looked at him.

“Last time we met, you dropped your bag.”

It took Jules a few seconds to remember and she smiled.

“It was you.”

Ceaser couldn’t help smiling which took him by surprised because he hadn’t smiled since forever. He couldn’t remember the last time someone made him smile.

“Your daughter is beautiful.” He said sincerely.

“Thank you.” Jules didn’t know why she felt weird talking to this stranger in an elevator. She did remember him from a few days ago and she remembered thinking he was good looking. But she hadn’t talked to a man in a while much less one that looked like he just walked out of a magazine. Santos was the head of her department so, he didn’t count.

Ceaser expected her to ask for his number like all other women did after he gave them a compliment but Jules didn’t.

Didn’t she know who he was?

He was about to introduce himself when the elevator opened to the second floor – the day-care – he had taken the time to know what department each floor held.

“Have a good day.” Jules said as she exited the elevator and he just stared at her wondering what is was about her that got to him.

Jules made her way to her office after she dropped Ivy off. She couldn’t help thinking about him. She hadn’t seen him around before.

Was he new?

“Morning Alice.” Jules greeted her assistant on her way to her office.

“Morning Jules.” Alice greeted back.

Jules stopped at Alice’s door

“How many?”

“Four.”

Jules sighed.

Santos was out to get her fired.

The day ended not as early as Jules had thought it would. She thought the four files Santos had sent to be reviewed would be easily done within office hours. But she was wrong, the files had been bigger than expected and it was days like these that she was more grateful for Sofi and Andy. She had informed them of her work load and since they both knew her work principle, they knew they were on Ivy duty, which they loved.

Jules made her way to the ground floor that evening and was informed by Jerry that her car wouldn't start, so she went to the garage to start the darned car but as Jerry had said – it wouldn’t start. After trying for a few more times, she gave up and took out her phone and called for an Uber but there were none available at the moment.

Darn it!

She thought of who to call but she knew they would have to come get her in a taxi if they found one at this time that is. Besides, she was heading to their apartment, it would be silly for one of them to come get her in a taxi only to return. She finally gave up, took her bag and stepped out of the car. She was on her way out of the parking lot just at the same time Ceaser was driving out for the day.

Ceaser was beat, he had been swamped all day with handling his current and his previous company. On his way out of the parking lot, he spotted her walking out of the parking lot ahead of him. He pulled up next to her and honked making Jules’ heart rate go up a notch.

Ceaser rolled the glass down and Jules froze when she saw him driving the very expensive car. She knew nothing about cars but she could tell this one was very expensive. Swallowing inaudibly at the sight of him again. He was so…

"Need a ride?" Ceaser interrupted her train of thought and she felt his voice deep within her stomach.

How could anyone be so hot?

Her heart did a double take.

Jules looked at him then, really looked. The two times they accidentally met, she hadn’t taken the time to see what he looked like because it wasn’t even on her mind to do so and her sudden reaction to him now took her by surprise.

"Hmm..."

Who the heck is never sure to get into a car with him?

Ceaser frowned.

What was her deal?

"No, thank you. I’ll wait for a cab."

"I doubt you’ll get one at this time."

Why was he pushing her?

He thought.

He could just speed off and never look back. He was asking for trouble...and he was going to get it.

Jules was never one to get into just anyone’s car but she did know who he was, kind of.

“I don’t want to trouble you.”

“You’re not.” Ceaser said “I’m offering.”

Jules smiled.

He was, wasn’t he?

“You don’t even know where I’m headed.”

Ceaser smiled then pushed open the passenger’s door

“Then hop on in and tell me.”

Jules looked at the open car door.

“I promise to be a gentleman.” He smiled and Jules couldn’t help returning it as she got into his car.

Here she goes.

Ceaser drove with Jules next to him and he glanced at her.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Jules glanced at him. “What?”

“Your daughter.”

Jules scoffed. “Are you implying that I’m a careless mum?”

“No. No I wasn’t.”

Damn! He was going for a joke.

“How long have you worked for Freddie Danfort?”

“Five years.” Jules answered “I’m guessing you just joined the company.”

Ceaser nodded.

“Something like that.”

“How do you like it?” She asked.

“Ask me that after my first month.” Jules smiled at what that implied.

“What makes you think we’ll be seeing more of each other?”

“It’s a small company. I can easily track you down.” Ceaser hadn’t stopped glancing at her as she spoke. “Now I know where your daughter got her beauty from.”

Jules looked at him, quizzically.

“You.”

Jules laughed.

“I highly doubt that.”

“Why is that?” He asked.

Jules just smiled and looked away.

“But you are beautiful.” He said “You must have men lining up.”

Jules sighed inaudibly.