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to forgive all of Jade’s transgressions and reconcile with her?”
Dutch didn’t respond to that, which, for Crader, was a firm response. You handle you and yours , Dutch’s silence seemed to say, and I’ll handle me and mine .
And then Franklin reappeared. This time to announce that Ms. Perry had arrived.
“Bring her in, Frank,” Dutch said, standing to this feet and buttoning his suit coat.
“Ms. Perry?” Crader asked as he and Christian stood, too. “Who’s Ms. Perry?”
“My CFO.”
“Over at H.I.?”
“Yep.”
Crader smiled. “You aren’t wasting any time, are you? First you steal Christian from under my nose, and now you’re already meeting with your company’s senior staff. You rascal you.”
“Don’t be hatin’,” Dutch said in his best imitation of street slang and Crader, knowing Dutch’s very privileged background, reared back and laughed heartily.
But when Lenora walked around the corridor and entered their space, his smile quickly dissolved.
“Lee,” Dutch said as he moved to meet and greet her. “Glad you could make it.”
“Thanks for inviting me,” she said as they hugged. She handed him a bottle of wine whose label they began discussing.
Crader was expecting an attractive woman. Dutch would never admit it, but he still liked to have the pretty ladies around almost as much as Crader did. But this lady was a mesmerizing sight to behold. She was voluptuous, to say the least. Maybe even on the pleasingly plump side. But that face, he thought as she approached him, was remarkable. High cheekbones, smooth, dark brown skin, a perfect nose and lips, and eyes that were alluringly large, but also cat-like. And all with makeup so minimal Crader wondered if she had on any makeup at all. And perhaps her biggest draw, he thought as he looked down further, were her ginormous breasts. Crader saw those before he saw her extended hand.
“I’m sure you know the Vice President,” Dutch said as he was introducing her.
“Soon-to-be president, yes,” Lenora said with a grand smile as she and Crader shook hands.
“This is Lee Perry, Cray. My chief financial officer.”
“Very glad to meet you, Miss Perry. Or is it Mrs.?”
Lenora knew all about the vice president’s notorious reputation with the ladies, and would have found his question a little flirtatious for a married man. But Dutch had had that same reputation and he was always the gentleman. So she smiled. “I’m widowed, so I just go by Ms.”
Dutch continued with the introductions. “And this handsome young man right here is Christian Bale.” Lenora looked at him. “Not that Christian Bale,” Dutch said with a smile. “This Christian Bale has been with me since I first started running for president.”
“Well nice to meet you, Christian.”
“Nice to meet you,” Christian replied and then they all sat back down. Lenora found herself sitting between Chris and Crader.
Dutch crossed his legs and watched as Crader asked Lenora question after question and seemed so taken with her. It seemed as if she was a new toy for him to play with and he forgot that the toy didn’t belong to him. Or that he already had his own toy. He just saw a plaything, and he wanted to play.
And it was because of that very ability of Crader’s to compartmentalize his morality that had Dutch worried about LaLa. He knew Crader loved her and could be a good husband to her and father to their baby girl, but why he kept hurting her with his flirtatious ways confounded him. At some point, at some age, a man had to move on from his old ways. But Crader, to Dutch’s huge dismay, seemed to move on, but then move back again. Over and over. All it took was a pretty face, a desirable body, and he was gone.
But he was wasting his time, Dutch thought, with Lee.
“Arthur started that foundation, didn’t he?” Dutch asked her when she mentioned the Children’s Light
Dutch didn’t respond to that, which, for Crader, was a firm response. You handle you and yours , Dutch’s silence seemed to say, and I’ll handle me and mine .
And then Franklin reappeared. This time to announce that Ms. Perry had arrived.
“Bring her in, Frank,” Dutch said, standing to this feet and buttoning his suit coat.
“Ms. Perry?” Crader asked as he and Christian stood, too. “Who’s Ms. Perry?”
“My CFO.”
“Over at H.I.?”
“Yep.”
Crader smiled. “You aren’t wasting any time, are you? First you steal Christian from under my nose, and now you’re already meeting with your company’s senior staff. You rascal you.”
“Don’t be hatin’,” Dutch said in his best imitation of street slang and Crader, knowing Dutch’s very privileged background, reared back and laughed heartily.
But when Lenora walked around the corridor and entered their space, his smile quickly dissolved.
“Lee,” Dutch said as he moved to meet and greet her. “Glad you could make it.”
“Thanks for inviting me,” she said as they hugged. She handed him a bottle of wine whose label they began discussing.
Crader was expecting an attractive woman. Dutch would never admit it, but he still liked to have the pretty ladies around almost as much as Crader did. But this lady was a mesmerizing sight to behold. She was voluptuous, to say the least. Maybe even on the pleasingly plump side. But that face, he thought as she approached him, was remarkable. High cheekbones, smooth, dark brown skin, a perfect nose and lips, and eyes that were alluringly large, but also cat-like. And all with makeup so minimal Crader wondered if she had on any makeup at all. And perhaps her biggest draw, he thought as he looked down further, were her ginormous breasts. Crader saw those before he saw her extended hand.
“I’m sure you know the Vice President,” Dutch said as he was introducing her.
“Soon-to-be president, yes,” Lenora said with a grand smile as she and Crader shook hands.
“This is Lee Perry, Cray. My chief financial officer.”
“Very glad to meet you, Miss Perry. Or is it Mrs.?”
Lenora knew all about the vice president’s notorious reputation with the ladies, and would have found his question a little flirtatious for a married man. But Dutch had had that same reputation and he was always the gentleman. So she smiled. “I’m widowed, so I just go by Ms.”
Dutch continued with the introductions. “And this handsome young man right here is Christian Bale.” Lenora looked at him. “Not that Christian Bale,” Dutch said with a smile. “This Christian Bale has been with me since I first started running for president.”
“Well nice to meet you, Christian.”
“Nice to meet you,” Christian replied and then they all sat back down. Lenora found herself sitting between Chris and Crader.
Dutch crossed his legs and watched as Crader asked Lenora question after question and seemed so taken with her. It seemed as if she was a new toy for him to play with and he forgot that the toy didn’t belong to him. Or that he already had his own toy. He just saw a plaything, and he wanted to play.
And it was because of that very ability of Crader’s to compartmentalize his morality that had Dutch worried about LaLa. He knew Crader loved her and could be a good husband to her and father to their baby girl, but why he kept hurting her with his flirtatious ways confounded him. At some point, at some age, a man had to move on from his old ways. But Crader, to Dutch’s huge dismay, seemed to move on, but then move back again. Over and over. All it took was a pretty face, a desirable body, and he was gone.
But he was wasting his time, Dutch thought, with Lee.
“Arthur started that foundation, didn’t he?” Dutch asked her when she mentioned the Children’s Light
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