It was a nice day in september, when the little Brighton started to annoy his father Maxwell Sheffield. „Brighton, please be quiet and get out of my office, me and Miss Babcock have some work to do!", the Broadway producer tried to say in a calm tone.

„Let me take care of him Maxwell. So you can do all the contracts and I will be back in two hours, if you have no problem with that." CC had that little smile on her lips she ever had when she was about to reach her goal.

„Sure CC, that´s very nice of you", Maxwell said without showing any emotions.

CC walked out holding Brightons hand and the last thing Maxwell could hear was: „ Come on Bernhard, we´ll go to the zoo, it will be a great day!"

„My name is Brighton."

A sweet chuckle came over Max mouth and suddenly Niles walked in.

„What´s that about? The evil Babcock-Snake is visiting her family?", he asked.

„Niles, don´t be so mean, CC is an attractive woman and I know, even if she doesn´t know the name of my children, that she has got a good soul.", Mister Sheffield said without looking up from his papers.

„Sure Sure", Niles whispered while leaving the room.

At that moment Max looked up and stared to the sofa where CC sits all the time. And he thought. He thought about his wife Sarah and about the kids.

„Maybe it´s time to go on. Maybe it´s time to just do it. I know she waited so long. I know that she´d be a good wife. She is the one I can trust in everything, so why shouldn´t I trust her with my heart? I don´t care if all the stupid paparazzi will write about us. Love is Love. Wait. Did I just say love? Do I really love her?"

The only thing he could think about was CC. The woman who was there for him when he started his Productions in New York. The woman who was there when his three children were born. And the woman who was there for him when Sarah died. Even if all the people thought that she would have a heart of stone, she was the one who was there for him in good as in bad times, the one who always stood tall and never gave up when something wasn´t going right.

The strong woman behind the broken producer, who was always said to be the best Producer (after Andrew Lloyd Webber).

She deserved more than this lonely life she was living. She deserved a man who really loved her and who could make her happy. Maxwell was sure about it.

„NILES!", he screamed, „ Could you please make a reservation at this mexican restaurant in the 36th street?"

„The one with the romantic view out of the window and the live band?", Niles asked.

„Yes, Niles, old man. Please make a reservation for two people and say that we want the best table we can have. Tonight will be a night she´ll never forget. I´ll be back in two hours, I have to buy a diamond ring.", He almost sang the sentences and he almost danced outside of the mansion.

Niles knew Maxwell for nearly his whole life, but he never saw him more crazy.

„Do I have to call the doctor?" Niles said to hisself. He knew that Mister Sheffield was about to propose to Miss Babcock tonight, but he didn´t really care. He hated her, didn´t he?