The Rise Of Alexander Hugh.

Chapter 13

"He's no longer the CEO. A new one was appointed today and according to my research, it said that he's the long-lost heir of the Hugh family, Sir."

"I see. Did he mention any other reason for the meeting apart from my funding?" He asked pacing around the sitting room. Carla sat but had a worried look on her face because of the way Dawson was reacting to the call.

"No Sir, just that Sir." 

"When's the meeting?" 

"It's tomorrow morning Sir." 

"Ok Marla, what's the fucking time! I can't just walk to Hugh's office tomorrow morning without a particular time, now can I?" He was getting angry at his assistant.

"I'm so sorry Sir but I was unable to get that before he ended the call. I tried calling back and no answer came."

He fumed and yelled at her over the phone."You are such an incompetent fool, Marla! Sometimes, I wonder why I still keep you around because you fail at your job every fucking day!. You mess up the simplest of tasks!" 

Carla's curiosity had overridden her at this point that she stood up and paced about with Dawson trying to know what was happening.

"I'm so sorry Sir. I swear it wasn't my fault. The call ended right…! 

She was caught short in her sentence by Dawson. "Shut your filthy mouth! Such an idiotic little girl. It's never your fault." He sucked his teeth and ended the call. In a fit of anger, he threw the phone at the couch and it bounced right back to the floor.

"What the hell Dawson! What is going on?!" Carla yelled at him seeing his behavior. 

"Hugh conglomerate's new president is asking for a meeting concerning my funding." He sighed and sank himself back on the couch.

"So, what if they ask for a meeting? I mean, maybe the new president just wants to meet the company he's funding. You just have to calm down okay? I understand you being mad at your simpleton of an assistant but I'm sure it's nothing." Carla said to Dawson fondling his hair and trying to soothe him.

"Yeah, you're right, I'm sure it's nothing," Dawson replied. 

"Eh, babe, hope this won't disrupt our dinner plans tonight?" She fondled the collar of his shirt sexually. "Because I have this perfect dress that I planned on wearing," She said, smiling and gesturing to her body.

Dawson looked at her with scorn and just took his car keys and left, leaving her all by herself.

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Next Day; 10 AM

Alexander was already at the office because he had requested a meeting with the entire staff of the company. He needed to know who his staff were and the kind of jobs they did for the company. Basically, he just wanted to get to know them.

During the meeting, his temporary secretary came into the conference hall to tell him that Dawson was still waiting for the meeting with him.

See, Dawson had come quite early in the morning because he did not know the particular meeting time. "Better early than late," He said before he left for it. But on getting to the company building, he was made to wait.

Alexander deliberately told the receptionist at the lobby to keep him waiting until he was ready for him. Alexander just wanted to waste Dawson's time.

Alex checked his wristwatch as soon as the Secretary said that. "How long has he been waiting?"

"It's been more than two hours Sir. Should I place the meeting right after this one?" She asked.

"No. Let him wait some more." He smiled at her. The secretary left.

It was now noon, four hours from the time Dawson came for the meeting with the new CEO. One could hear Dawson's breathing steam out of anger. 

"What sort of nonsense is this!? Why schedule a meeting when you know fully well that you won't be available? I'm a businessman and I don't tolerate this kind of rubbish!" He was fuming at the receptionist.

Just then, the VP; Mr. Luis, walked in. "Mr. Dawson, I think it would be best if you calm your nerves. This is a business building and we don't tolerate such behavior even from the likes of you. The CEO is a busy man and will attend to you once he's ready" 

Alex walked in on them as Mr. Luis was still talking with Dawson. Dawson saw Alex. He was so surprised that his eyes widened but then he began chuckling softly. Mr. Luis was confused as to what was amusing him.

"What are you doing here? Whose clothes did you steal? Did you come here to find a cleaning job to save your miserable life? I'm sure that's why you stole these clothes to impress them, right?" Dawson asked Alex,still laughing at him.