"Are you ready for your first board meeting as CEO, Mrs. Spencer?" the voice chuckled in amusement.
"Absolutely," Katie replied confidently, tossing a glance over the shoulder, her blood red quirked. She looked particularly striking as she looked over the shoulder of her off-white, tuxedo-cut light wool suit jacket from Tom Ford by Gucci. She'd paired it with a matching off-white pencil skirt and a pale blue, draped silk shell underneath that accentuated her own blue eyes. She's complemented it with off-white Jimmy Choo stiletto pump. "They won't know what hit them."
They shared a laugh at their coming triumphs.
"You're really sure that this is what you want?" she was asked as they sobered slightly.
"No," Katie admitted softly, yet with an undercurrent of pure steel as she turned to face her cohort. "But it is what I need. What Spencer Publications needs. I have to take control. I have to do this for my son, for myself... for the whole Spencer family, even Bill."
"Yeah," came the response. "It's sad to see the once-mighty Dollar Bill Spencer has fallen. It'll be my pleasure to give him the kick in the ass he so desperately needs."
"And then..." Katie began considering the rest of the plan.
"No worries, Katie," was the cool reply cutting off that thought. "I've got that under complete control. Trust me. No one we don't want to will know what hit them until it's too late." Including you. "You better get going. I'll see you soon."
"You're right," Katie giggled with equal parts nerves and excitement as she imagined the reaction of her soon-to-be ex-husband and her tramp sister when they found out. "I gotta go set the charges. This one is gonna be a doozy."
"You know I'm always good for fireworks," the voice laughed saucily. "You just get ready to light the fuse and then sit back and watch the show."
"Oh, yeah," Katie chirped an edge of determination filling her voice and eyes. "Showtime."
Katie entered the conference room first and sat at the head of the table with her back turned to the room so she wasn't visible as the board member's trickled in. She kept silent and kept an eye on iPad. She received the text from security that Bill had definitely come sans-Brooke and she had to fight to contain her glee. Everything was coming together perfectly.
"That's everyone, Mrs. Spencer," her new assistant stated taking an seat in front of her ready for anything.
"Thank you, Leilani," Katie said with a smile as she turned to face the board placing aside her touch pad aside. "And thank you all for being here today. I know we have a lot to go over. Some of it bad, some of it good, but all of it very important. Spencer Publications has been know for it's ability to lead the pack for decades without faltering. Lately, we've seen some fluctuations, inconsistencies, and slips. Some can be attributed to the regime change, but not all of it, as I've only been in charge a short time. Random hirings and firings, bad press, and a lack of attention to detail are just a few of the issues I am being tasked with correcting. But take heart, I have a plan to turn things around and make things better."
"Seriously, Katie," Bill snapped, furious that he was being thrown under the bus when he expected to be using this meeting to retake his job as CEO. "So it's once again all my fault. And just how do you plan to magically fix this 'mess'?"
When she simply smiled calmly, Bill grew suspicious. "Actually, I'm waiting for-" Her intercom buzzed. "Ah! Perfect timing. I'd like to introduce-or rather re-introduce Spencer Publications' new President and COO, and duly appointed member of the board, of course, Steffy Forrester Spencer."
In she walked like she owned the room, wearing a black Armani featherweight wool and leather-trimmed blazer with a perfectly-fitted red cashmere/silk blend corseted vest and pair of cuffed, black Armani featherweight wool and leather-trimmed dress short that she'd finished with black spiked peep-toed heels from Louboutin. What caught Bill's eye most was the sparkle of the diamond encrusted Tiffany sword that rested in her ample cleavage. He felt a shiver of desire course down his spine at the picture she made. And then before his eyes the impossible happened and she walked directly to Katie's right and their eyes met. F*ck! he thought as the severity of the situation settled in even as his libido raged.
"Hope I'm not late," Steffy chirped cheekily. "I was just working out a few details that will put us back on top after we got scooped on this latest Brooke Logan Scandal with the old CEO."