Chapter 53
Chapter 53
Chapter 53:
The Show “They are here,” Catrina announced. She pointed to Kate and said, “get ready, Kate.”
Looking at those who were present in the room, Catrina warned, “Be at your best. Our superstar bosses are here.”
Hearing the arrival of Alexander and Carlos, Kate nodded, suggesting she was ready.
In one of the seats, however, Molly smirked. She sat next to Raffa and then whispered to him, “Are you ready for a good show, Raffa?” “What show?” Raffa inquired back, curious.
“Just watch and enjoy,” Molly said with a mischievous grin. Kate sat at the frontmost of the table, with Lindsey as her presentation navigator. She smiled, secretly excited about Carlos’ arrival.
Although they slept on the same bed, Kate still longed for him. Perhaps it was the distance and that he was away most days of their newly made relationship that she could not get enough of him.
While she was looking forward to their meeting, Kate understood how she and Carlos would still keep their relationship a secret. There was still no news about Hugo’s son’s capture, and the risk was still legitimate.
The couple had not covered how they would go about that day’s encounter. She merely assumed they would pretend like they did not know each other well. When Alexander and Carlos walked in, everyone rose from their seats, and almost in unison, they greeted the tennis players. “Good afternoon, Mister Ronaldo and Mister Jenkins.”
Another man followed, and Kate was surprised to see Oliver, Carlos’ assistant. Kate knew Oliver was working on some contracts. Hence the reason for his recent absence around Carlos. “For some of you who already met Oliver, he is Mister Ronaldo’s assistant,” Catrina reintroduced. “Good afternoon,
Oliver,” everyone greeted. Catrina had the biggest grin on her face. She welcomed the three to their seats, saying, “It is a pleasure seeing you again, Mister Ronaldo, Mister Jenkins, and Oliver.”
Before taking his seat, Carlos and Alexander scanned the room, each finding a familiar person Smiles both formed on their faces at the recognition of Kate, especially Carlos. Standing in front of everyone, Kate was very easy to spot. “Kate will be leading the meeting today,” Catrina revealed. Then she pointed to the employees in the room. Seated at the long center table, she named, “All the directors are also here. Raffa And Molly. Even Arman is here to have a full understanding of the products. We have Roxy and Dur, our web developers.”
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“It’s good to see everyone again,” Carlos declared. He fixed his gaze on Kate, saying, “Miss Wright, I look forward to your presentation.”
“So am I,” Alexander echoed, giving Kate a playful wink.
Molly did not miss the wink. She rolled her eyes, now further upset by how Kate quickly caught Alexander’s regard. She sighed inwardly and asked, ‘Why does she always get attention from hot guys?’ Once again, jealousy crept into her heart. Molly could not wait for the show to begin.
When all the employees were seated, Catrina turned to Kate and advised, “Shall we begin, Kate?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
Kate nodded. She signaled Lindsey to start the slide while another marketing associate dimmed the lights. From the first slides, Kate reported, “The campaign will start with awareness. Carlos will wear one of the male’s watches with the upcoming Wimbledon Championships. This week, we have also scheduled for Carlos ..”
“Kate? Just a reminder. It’s Mister Ronaldo,” Catrina said. “Not Carlos. Respect the bosses.” Molly and a few others who had sided with her chuckled. They dared not hide their amusement at how Kate was being corrected.
Kate was red as a tomato at being called out. Her gaze landed on Carlos and saw how he was frowning at Catrina, his jaws clenching. She figured out he was upset, but they were in a secret relationship, and she did not want the situation to cause Carlos any worry or pressure. Knowing precisely what he was thinking, Kate willingly owned, “I’m sorry, Mister Ronaldo. I’m your number one fan. I can’t help myself sometimes.” “I bet you are,” Alexander remarked, and he chuckled.
On the other hand, Carlos had to suck in a breath, trying to control his irritation over Catrina. Seconds passed, and he finally smiled in response. He said, “Thank you, Kate.” Kate did not miss the mocking giggles from one side of the conference room, but she was relieved to see that Carlos had missed it. Not wanting to disrupt the presentation, she resumed, “Mister Ronaldo will be having a photoshoot while he is here in Braeton, and these materials will be used to boost our social media pages and our website.” Once in a while, Kate’s marketing associates took over the discussion