Chris Bolton sat in the office of the CEO at GLAM and played with a fountain pen. He had just come out of a meeting and he wanted nothing more but to leave and head home and just chill and unwind with Monica, Rose and Sarah. He would have been on his way home had Merlanie not met him after the meeting to inform him that Mabel Sanders had met her and expressed an interest in seeing him before he left. Well where was the woman? He was getting impatient. He had spent the last three weeks and two days sitting in attendance of one meeting or the other and he had planned things to get an early day of on that day so he could hang out with his dysfunctional group of three ladies and he wasn't pleased with Mabel Sanders delaying him at all. Between these seemingly endless meetings and having to oversee the changes that had been implemented in the mansion in a bid to tighten security, Heaven knew he had earned a break and Mabel Sanders was delaying it and he wasn't in the least bit pleased abou
Chris Bolton registered the breath Mabel Sanders had noisily in the sucked in and he fought back a smile. He could see the sudden fear and uncertainty in her eyes as she tried but failed to regain her initial disinterest and composure. He had established that the tables had turned and he, Chris Bolton was now in charge in their little game and battle of having the upper hand. Without letting go of her hand he leaned in as he maintained eye contact which he broke when he shifted his head to the right so he could whisper directly into her left ear. "That dumb, old doormat Chris Bolton, whom you and your lover could push over and walk all over," he paused and let out a light breath gently. "He's gone. He no longer exists." He said then leaned and in the same sudden movement let go of her hand quickly like he was suddenly irritated by the feel of her skin on his, then he turned and walked away back to his side of the table and left a completely disoriented Mabel Sanders on the other sid
"Rose?" Chris started after a few minutes of silence. "Are Monica and and Sarah at the mansion already?""Yes, Sarah arrived a few minutes ago" Rose responded."Good. Good." Chris said with a nod. "We won't be going out today." He continued. "No ice cream parlors, no bars, no clubs, no restaurants. None of that today." he finished."Oh?" Rose asked as she caught his eyes in the rear view mirror."Yes." Chris responded shortly then after a while added "I was thinking we could just hang around at home and relax." he said with his face looking thoughtful "We could maybe go out into the garden and have one of the maids, or maybe two of them bring us a tray of juice and snacks and just take the rest of the day slow and just let it pass," he finished and turned his head to catch her eyes in the rear view mirror. "What do you think Rose?" he asked with a small smile."I guess we three will be fine with whatever you choose for us to do. It's not like we actually had anything specific pla
Rose, Monica and Chris walked into the mansion and Chris was about to inform the other two ladies that he would just quickly head upstairs to have a quick bath and change before heading down again to join them, then also suggest that Rose did the same since she had been at work with him, but was stopped short by the sound of his father's voice from the head of the staircase and he looked up with Rose and Monica to see his dad standing at the head of the stairs and talking to Sarah with a smile on his face. As they watched, Sarah said something that made Michael Bolton let out a small laugh before he said something in return and then after a few more seconds of conversation, Sarah bowed her head and made to leave and Michael Bolton patted her on the shoulder and squeezed it gently with a fond look in his eyes and a small smile on his face.For some weird reason the scene brought a small tender smile to Chris' lips. Rose just stood and watched with a seemingly indifferent look on her f
The group of four said nothing as Sarah's words settled between them. Monica and Rose quietly agreed within her. Chris was being quite unreasonable about the Mabel Sanders situation. Granted, Mabel Sanders had been a real devil to him but that was also not reason enough for him to just agree to arrange a meet up with her like that without giving it a careful and second consideration knowing fully well that Arthur McDoyle and Mabel Sanders had been partners in crime for a long time and could very well be in on something evil against him together again. It would be really careless and stupid of him to just prance into any meet up with either member of the duo. While Chris' thirst for revenge was justified, it was also not a good enough reason to to do something so foolish.Chris Bolton remained in his lying position and considered Sarah's words again. At first, he had been mad at her rudeness and had wanted to blow up at her for have spoken to him in such a rude manner because for Chri
The group of four had made good work of the trays of food that had been placed before them and Monica was even drifting in and out off sleep when Chris Bolton's phone rang and startled the group. He looked at the phone beside him and saw Merlanie Jones' name flashing across the screen and he picked it up wondering why she would be calling. "Hello Merlanie" Chris said when he accepted the call. "Good day Mr. Chris," she said briefly then went on "I'm sorry to interrupt your hang out with your friends Sir.""It's fine Merlanie, just go on" Chris said. He really wasn't mad. The lady was just too uptight. Well, he couldn't expect less from someone who had undergone years of training for the position of Chris Bolton's personal assistant, under the direct supervision of Mrs. Yvonne. He would try to make her ease up around him though. He wasn't used to working with people who he felt were tensed around him. He had always favoured a tension free and easy going atmosphere for work and he
Two days after their last hangout at the Bolton's Mansion, Chris, Monica, Rose and Sarah had decided to meet up again at Sarah's house to report back on their individual findings from their stake out on Mabel Sanders and Arthur McDoyle. They had just decided that Sarah's house would be the best place to meet so they wouldn't attract Mr. Michael Bolton's attention or pique his interest with their hushed conversation, because Chris didn't want him to find out he was considering meeting up with Mabel Sanders for any reason whatsoever, because he would without a doubt try to stop him and Chris did so badly want to know what Mabel wanted to discuss with him. He would just let him know after he had met up with her and heard whatever it was she had to say.Chris had his bath and then rang for his breakfast to be brought up to him in his room, then he lay on his bed with his towel strapped around his waist and scrolled through his phone as he waited for his maid to arrive with his breakfast
Following the directions from the vehicle's Google map, Chris pulled into the driveway of what could very well be called a mansion and brought the car to a stop in front of the door but didn't kill the engine. He brought out his phone and dialed Sarah's number and she picked on the first ring."Are you guys here?" she asked as soon as she accepted the call."Uhm, I think so?" Chris replied feeling somewhat confused. "If your house is one that has very well earned its right to be called a mansion, then yes, we are here" Chris responded as he remained staring at the magnificent structure before them."Yep, sounds like me, you are here" she said on a soft chuckle and added "I'll be right out."As they watched, the front door opened and Sarah walked out wearing a pair of rugged bum shorts and a white tank top. She waved at them with a smile before shoving her hands in the front pockets of her bum shorts and began rocking back and forth on her heels.Chris, Rose and Monica alighted th