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boardroom ready, or Father will have an aneurism."
I laugh as she walks out of the bathroom. I move into a stall to use the toilet. I start to think of when my period is due. I'm sure it should've started by now. It's a bit odd because I'm always so regular, but with all the stress, I'm sure maybe that has affected it. I finish and wash up.
I make my way to the kitchen to check that the coffee machine is working and to pick up the biscuits and other nibbles for the Andersons to snack on in the boardroom. I take them from the kitchen to the boardroom, where Brielle is placing folders with the O'Connell Finance logo on the front cover on the table in front of each chair. I guess it must be an information folder or something.
"Will they be here at ten?" I ask Brielle.
"Yeah, the meeting is due to start in about five minutes." She frantically rubs off what's on the smart board, while I place the items in the middle of the table, spreading them out evenly so everyone can reach something to eat. I hear the elevator chime; five suited businessmen walk into the foyer. There's a woman with them who is dressed in a skirt and white top. Aiden and Alistair greet them by shaking their hands in turn. Brielle gestures for us to leave the boardroom. I walk out with her, and we head back to our desks. I watch them head into the boardroom and shut the door.
"We have to go in there in about five minutes or so to take their coffee orders."
"Five minutes. Got it." Nerves start to invade my body; I want to make a good impression.
My phone rings. "Good morning, O'Connell Finance, Mr. O'Connell's office, Jeni speaking."
"Hi, honey, it's Callie. How are you finding it there?"
On hearing Aiden's mother's calming voice, I relax. "Hi, Callie, it's good. There've been a few minor settling-in issues, but other than that, all is going well. How are you?"
"I take it the minor settling-in issues are to do with my husband? Take no notice of him, sweetheart. He's a grumpy old man who doesn't know how to behave himself."
"Thanks, I'll try to remember that. Did you want to speak to Aiden? He's in a meeting at the moment; I can get him to call you back."
"No, that's fine, honey. I rang to talk to you actually."
"Oh!"
"I'd like to have you both over for dinner next weekend to arrange Aiden's birthday."
"Oh yeah, that's coming up soon. Is it thetwenty-second of March?"
"Sure is, sweetheart. If you're both free next Friday night, would you like to come over so we can discuss the details?"
"Sure, sounds good, what time would you like us there?"
"Straight after work, if that suits."
"Sure, see you then. Thanks. Do you need me to bring anything?"
"No, sweetheart, just bring yourselves. I'll provide the rest."
"No worries. See you then, bye, Callie."
"Bye, sweetheart."
I hang up the phone and Brielle walks to my desk. "We better get the coffee orders now."
"Do we write it down or something?"
"Nah, I'll remember them."
I shake my head at her, amazed that she can remember eight people's coffee orders. Yes, two are her brother and father, but that still leaves six orders that she doesn't know. We walk to the boardroom, knock on the door, and Alistair waves us in.
"Everyone, this is my personal assistant, Brielle, and some new girl." He waves his hand around, pretending as though he doesn't know who I am. I inhale sharply and look at Aiden, who is shaking his head subtly with a frown.
"Hi, would anyone like tea or coffee?" Brielle asks confidently. They give her their orders, and I try my hardest to remember them, but I get lost half way through. Thankfully, Bree is so good at this. We excuse ourselves from the room and head down to the kitchen area.
On the way, Brielle wraps her arm around me and whispers in my ear, "Remember, he's a grumpy old man. You're the newest person here, so he's taking it out on you. Don't take it personally."
Bree makes the coffee. I make Aiden's, because I know how he likes it, and it's the only one I can remember.
I laugh as she walks out of the bathroom. I move into a stall to use the toilet. I start to think of when my period is due. I'm sure it should've started by now. It's a bit odd because I'm always so regular, but with all the stress, I'm sure maybe that has affected it. I finish and wash up.
I make my way to the kitchen to check that the coffee machine is working and to pick up the biscuits and other nibbles for the Andersons to snack on in the boardroom. I take them from the kitchen to the boardroom, where Brielle is placing folders with the O'Connell Finance logo on the front cover on the table in front of each chair. I guess it must be an information folder or something.
"Will they be here at ten?" I ask Brielle.
"Yeah, the meeting is due to start in about five minutes." She frantically rubs off what's on the smart board, while I place the items in the middle of the table, spreading them out evenly so everyone can reach something to eat. I hear the elevator chime; five suited businessmen walk into the foyer. There's a woman with them who is dressed in a skirt and white top. Aiden and Alistair greet them by shaking their hands in turn. Brielle gestures for us to leave the boardroom. I walk out with her, and we head back to our desks. I watch them head into the boardroom and shut the door.
"We have to go in there in about five minutes or so to take their coffee orders."
"Five minutes. Got it." Nerves start to invade my body; I want to make a good impression.
My phone rings. "Good morning, O'Connell Finance, Mr. O'Connell's office, Jeni speaking."
"Hi, honey, it's Callie. How are you finding it there?"
On hearing Aiden's mother's calming voice, I relax. "Hi, Callie, it's good. There've been a few minor settling-in issues, but other than that, all is going well. How are you?"
"I take it the minor settling-in issues are to do with my husband? Take no notice of him, sweetheart. He's a grumpy old man who doesn't know how to behave himself."
"Thanks, I'll try to remember that. Did you want to speak to Aiden? He's in a meeting at the moment; I can get him to call you back."
"No, that's fine, honey. I rang to talk to you actually."
"Oh!"
"I'd like to have you both over for dinner next weekend to arrange Aiden's birthday."
"Oh yeah, that's coming up soon. Is it thetwenty-second of March?"
"Sure is, sweetheart. If you're both free next Friday night, would you like to come over so we can discuss the details?"
"Sure, sounds good, what time would you like us there?"
"Straight after work, if that suits."
"Sure, see you then. Thanks. Do you need me to bring anything?"
"No, sweetheart, just bring yourselves. I'll provide the rest."
"No worries. See you then, bye, Callie."
"Bye, sweetheart."
I hang up the phone and Brielle walks to my desk. "We better get the coffee orders now."
"Do we write it down or something?"
"Nah, I'll remember them."
I shake my head at her, amazed that she can remember eight people's coffee orders. Yes, two are her brother and father, but that still leaves six orders that she doesn't know. We walk to the boardroom, knock on the door, and Alistair waves us in.
"Everyone, this is my personal assistant, Brielle, and some new girl." He waves his hand around, pretending as though he doesn't know who I am. I inhale sharply and look at Aiden, who is shaking his head subtly with a frown.
"Hi, would anyone like tea or coffee?" Brielle asks confidently. They give her their orders, and I try my hardest to remember them, but I get lost half way through. Thankfully, Bree is so good at this. We excuse ourselves from the room and head down to the kitchen area.
On the way, Brielle wraps her arm around me and whispers in my ear, "Remember, he's a grumpy old man. You're the newest person here, so he's taking it out on you. Don't take it personally."
Bree makes the coffee. I make Aiden's, because I know how he likes it, and it's the only one I can remember.
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