Irene sat crossed legs smoking her cigar. Jeanie runs in out of breath. 

‘I’m very sorry Mr Wayne. She won’t stop when I asked her to.’ She said puffing and eyeing Irene. I could see that Jeanie was upset. She was probably having a chaotic day too. 

‘It’s fine, Jeanie. I will take care of it from here.’ I tell her and wave her off. She gives Irene one long hard stare and then walks off with a scoff.

 Irene snorts and studs her cigarette.

‘I never liked that bitch. She just wants to fuck you so bad.’ She said and it irritated me greatly.

‘You always thought every girl wanted to fuck me.’ I said settling back into my seat because I felt like I needed to calm down and have some self control or I might find my hands wrung around Miss Irene Arison’s neck. 

 ‘And mean while, you were the one fucking around.’ I said with a scoff at her. ‘Sleeping with Chris behind my back?’ I laugh sarcastically before continuing. ‘And you both stole my money!’ I roared at her.

 She did not flinch instead she gave me a catlike smile as she stood up slowly. ‘There goes Dave Wayne with the horrible temper.’ She starts to say. ‘Chris does not act like shit the way you do. He doesn’t yell or flirt with my friends or anything wearing a skirt. He knows what it means to love a woman.’

‘Get out.’ I yelled at her pointing at the door after standing up but she took a few steps forward and folded her arms as it was tangled in her fur.

‘And what did you say about stolen money?’ She Asks with a wicked chuckle giving her blonde hair a flip. ‘Where did you come up with that horrible dishonest conclusion.’ She says after flicking her eyes at the cctv camera at one of the corners of my office. She was being sarcastic and her smile deepened then she twirled around and started walking to the door.

 She paused at the door with her hand on one of the bars as she turned back to face me.

‘Chris got accepted into the billionaire’s club, shame you would be kicked out too soon for an invite to his welcome party.’ She smiled lightly.

 I felt furious. The bastard robbed me and proceeded to join the billionaire’s club with my own bloody money! The nerve he had!

‘I would say I would see you by the weekend, you know at your annual gala.’ Irene went on with a giggle. ‘But seeing as you have no money.’

 She gave another wicked laughter and then after a wink and a wiggle of her fingers she went out of the office finally.

 I shouted in anger and swept my office table clear of everything that had been arranged on it. I lit a cigarette as I paced about the office running my fingers through my hair as I did so. I lit another cigarette. 

 Only as Irene talked about it did I remember that my W.D’s annual gala is holding on Saturday night. Swearing under my breath I scramble through the pile of books and papers on the ground to find the telephone.

‘Come to my office, Jeanie.’ I said after dialing the number. Without waiting for a response from her, I slammed the phone down and sat down on the table waiting for Jeanie to come in.

 She did looking timid.

‘You sent for me sir,’ She said coming into my office after a mild knock. Her eyes move from the pile on the ground to me and I could see ow uncomfortable she had gotten.

‘Well how did it go with the workers, did you address them?’ And she nodded a confident smile flashing through her face.

‘I assured them not to believe what they saw in the paper and that we are still very-‘

‘That’s great.’ I cut her off. ‘Now we have a gala this weekend?’

 She looks at me with a confused gaze stammering. ‘Um yes sir, I was not sue it would hold still.’ She said.

‘And why not?’ I asked her. 

‘Well er- ‘ She stammered and I rolled my eyes.

‘What is the problem Jeanie.’ I said wanting to shake it out of her.

‘Well er, you have no date sir. Everyone is saying you have been dumped. And Miss Arison will be sure to show up with Mr Woods.’ She paused as if to check if I was okay with her still talking and then she continued. ‘You would be regarded to as a laughing stock, Mr Wayne.’

 I starred at her deeply for a while, she was very right. It was damn annoying but she was right.

‘Well I want to have my damn annual gala and I want it to be the best anyone has ever seen so that it gets everyone talking about me in a good light. So how can we do that?’ I say to her as I crossed my arms.

 She laughed nervously. ‘Um well sir, except you can find a very hot high class girlfriend who you seem to be serious with and then throw the fanciest best gala this year would see.’ She said.

I gave it a quick thought. Imagine the look on Irene’s face when she sees I have a stunning plus one who is also a serious girlfriend. She would be torn apart to find out that I did not take too long to replace her. Her ego would be cracked.

 I clap my hands together causing Jeanie to jump a little.

‘Okay, I like that plan. Find me a beautiful, sexy rich girlfriend as soon as possible.’ I say to Jeanie. She looks alarmed and I wonder why considering it was her plan in the first place.

‘What Jeanie?’ I ask her angry that something could spoil the plan.

‘Well sir, finding you a rich girlfriend as soon as possible may be hard.’ She whispered.

I could not believe what nonsense she was saying.

‘That is rubbish!’ I say to her. ‘Everyone wants me.’

 All the girls want me. I know that. It has never been hard getting the ladies. I expect that since Irene is out of the pictures many of them should be all over me seeing as that is what they wanted.

‘Well since you were dumped- ‘

 She stopped talking as I growled angrily at her. With a sigh I say to her sternly.

‘Well I don’t care what you do or how you do it Jeanie, I want a rich girlfriend before the gala Night. Hire someone I would pay a lot of money or whatever. Just find me someone.’ I said to her and trembling she nodded her head.

‘Sir, what about the funds. We have no money in our account. And how are we going to even throw a gala.’ She said to me.

 I puff my cigarette as I picked up my jacket.

‘Leave that to me.’ I told her as I walked out of the office.