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Chapter 6-Job Offers and Slipping Secrets
Rebecca looked at Kate, who was still standing in the doorway. "Shall we sit down to dinner?" Kate said calmly, gliding past Rebecca who was still looking at her in astonishment. She was not the only one.
"Marguerite Katherine Constance Crane, what are you doing here?" Her father asked, looking at her like he had seen a ghost. She looked so much like his mother Katherine; he would have sworn that it was her, if he didn't know better.
"Well father, I decided that since it has been so long since I have been home, that I would come and surprise you all. I came to congratulate you on your new marriage, but I still have one question. Isn't it customary for the trophy wife to by younger than the previous wife, not so significantly older?"
Fox couldn't help it. He and Theresa both burst out laughing. Even Ethan was trying desperately to contain himself. Gwen just looked at her and said nothing.
Rebecca walked over to the table, and tried to sit down in her seat across from Julian, where the lady of the manor should have sat, but was surprised to find a body already occupying it. Kate had calmly taken this place, so she sat down next to her daughter, who was still shooting daggers at Theresa.
"I hope that I haven't cause too many problems, but when I spoke to Grandfather, he told me to do whatever I needed to make myself completely comfortable. He wants me happy and well rested when I begin work at Crane Industries on Monday. So I decided that I would have my favorite china put out for my first dinner at home in seven years." Kate explained with a smile. This was going better than she imagined it. She had managed to alienate all of the people at the table in a matter of minutes. This was going to be easier than she thought.
"Kate," Gwen said, everyone could hear the strain in her voice. "Would you please tell me what Theresa is doing here?"
Kate looked at her, and said very calmly, "Theresa is my brother's girlfriend, she is the mother of my half brother, and she is hopefully going to become a good friend of mine. With any luck, she will accept the job offer that Grandfather and I are extending her. She was extremely good for the company when she worked there the last time, and hopefully we can convince her to come back."
Theresa looked astonished. "Are you serious? I would love to!" Fox beamed at his twin. She really was good.
The rest of the group did not think that this was such a good thing. "Kate," her father began, "I don't know of any jobs that were available to someone with Theresa's skill set. Perhaps we should have discussed this first."
"Daddy, I don't mean to be rude, but didn't you hear what I said?" She asked, as she calmly took a sip of the bisque that was placed in front of her. "I said Grandfather and I are extending this job offer. He was the one who gave me the green light. He thought that it would be a wonderful idea. So, I really do not think that there is anything to discuss with you, or anyone else." She took another spoonful to her lips. "My, this is delicious. That new chef really can do wonders."
The rest of the meal was very strained. Kate, Fox and Theresa pretended not to notice. They kept a lively conversation, and as the dessert of crème fresh and fresh fruit tartlets were served, Kate took the opportunity to tell Theresa that she was going to have to get used to working here, since they were going to be working side by side, and would be here quite a lot. She told her that she was welcome to visit whenever she wanted.
At this Rebecca was enraged. She had worked way too hard for way to long to lose the little control she had to this girl. She dropped her fork onto her plate with a clatter. "Who do you think you are? I am the lady of this house, and I will not be treated in such a manner! This is absurd! It is an outrage!"
Kate feigned horror. "Rebecca, I meant no disrespect! I just thought that since this is my home too, that my friends would be welcome in this house too. I thought that as the lady of my father's home that you would do whatever you could to make me feel at ease and at home. Is that not your job, or was I mistaken in my understanding that you are unemployed?"
At this statement, Rebecca pushed her chair back and stormed out of the room. Gwen soon followed her. "Well," Kate stated, acting insulted. "That was very rude of them. You would think that they would both have the manners to excuse themselves before leaving, wouldn't you agree?"
Dinner ended not long after that. Kate bid farewell to Theresa, who was waiting near the door for Fox to take her home, and glided up the stairs. When she reached the foyer, she remembered that she had forgotten her recorder in the library. She sat down in one of the tall leather armchairs near the fireplace and clicked the on button on the tiny machine. She was about to start speaking, when she heard someone enter the room. It was Rebecca, followed closely by Gwen. Kate stayed silent. Pulling her feet up onto the chair so no part of her body was visible she waited for someone to speak.
"Oooh that woman makes me so livid. To think of the way she insulted me? In my own house, no less. I can't believe this." Rebecca said, the fury audible in her voice. "After all we did to rid your life of Theresa, that woman just undid half of it. I wouldn't have bothered sending that email that outed Ethan as Sam's son, or framed her for the murder of Julian if I knew that Kate Crane was going to undo all of my handiwork."
"I know mother. Why did we bother sending that email to the tabloid and framing her for it? She always seems to have some sort of savior. First it was Ethan, then it was Fox. Now it seems that Kate has taken on that role as well."
Their voices faded as they left the room and went down the hall. Kate could not believe her luck. It was like kismet, she had been in here to hear their confessions, and-
And tape them. Kate looked at the tiny recording device in her hand. She smiled. Her first big break had just come through.
Chapter 6-Job Offers and Slipping Secrets
Rebecca looked at Kate, who was still standing in the doorway. "Shall we sit down to dinner?" Kate said calmly, gliding past Rebecca who was still looking at her in astonishment. She was not the only one.
"Marguerite Katherine Constance Crane, what are you doing here?" Her father asked, looking at her like he had seen a ghost. She looked so much like his mother Katherine; he would have sworn that it was her, if he didn't know better.
"Well father, I decided that since it has been so long since I have been home, that I would come and surprise you all. I came to congratulate you on your new marriage, but I still have one question. Isn't it customary for the trophy wife to by younger than the previous wife, not so significantly older?"
Fox couldn't help it. He and Theresa both burst out laughing. Even Ethan was trying desperately to contain himself. Gwen just looked at her and said nothing.
Rebecca walked over to the table, and tried to sit down in her seat across from Julian, where the lady of the manor should have sat, but was surprised to find a body already occupying it. Kate had calmly taken this place, so she sat down next to her daughter, who was still shooting daggers at Theresa.
"I hope that I haven't cause too many problems, but when I spoke to Grandfather, he told me to do whatever I needed to make myself completely comfortable. He wants me happy and well rested when I begin work at Crane Industries on Monday. So I decided that I would have my favorite china put out for my first dinner at home in seven years." Kate explained with a smile. This was going better than she imagined it. She had managed to alienate all of the people at the table in a matter of minutes. This was going to be easier than she thought.
"Kate," Gwen said, everyone could hear the strain in her voice. "Would you please tell me what Theresa is doing here?"
Kate looked at her, and said very calmly, "Theresa is my brother's girlfriend, she is the mother of my half brother, and she is hopefully going to become a good friend of mine. With any luck, she will accept the job offer that Grandfather and I are extending her. She was extremely good for the company when she worked there the last time, and hopefully we can convince her to come back."
Theresa looked astonished. "Are you serious? I would love to!" Fox beamed at his twin. She really was good.
The rest of the group did not think that this was such a good thing. "Kate," her father began, "I don't know of any jobs that were available to someone with Theresa's skill set. Perhaps we should have discussed this first."
"Daddy, I don't mean to be rude, but didn't you hear what I said?" She asked, as she calmly took a sip of the bisque that was placed in front of her. "I said Grandfather and I are extending this job offer. He was the one who gave me the green light. He thought that it would be a wonderful idea. So, I really do not think that there is anything to discuss with you, or anyone else." She took another spoonful to her lips. "My, this is delicious. That new chef really can do wonders."
The rest of the meal was very strained. Kate, Fox and Theresa pretended not to notice. They kept a lively conversation, and as the dessert of crème fresh and fresh fruit tartlets were served, Kate took the opportunity to tell Theresa that she was going to have to get used to working here, since they were going to be working side by side, and would be here quite a lot. She told her that she was welcome to visit whenever she wanted.
At this Rebecca was enraged. She had worked way too hard for way to long to lose the little control she had to this girl. She dropped her fork onto her plate with a clatter. "Who do you think you are? I am the lady of this house, and I will not be treated in such a manner! This is absurd! It is an outrage!"
Kate feigned horror. "Rebecca, I meant no disrespect! I just thought that since this is my home too, that my friends would be welcome in this house too. I thought that as the lady of my father's home that you would do whatever you could to make me feel at ease and at home. Is that not your job, or was I mistaken in my understanding that you are unemployed?"
At this statement, Rebecca pushed her chair back and stormed out of the room. Gwen soon followed her. "Well," Kate stated, acting insulted. "That was very rude of them. You would think that they would both have the manners to excuse themselves before leaving, wouldn't you agree?"
Dinner ended not long after that. Kate bid farewell to Theresa, who was waiting near the door for Fox to take her home, and glided up the stairs. When she reached the foyer, she remembered that she had forgotten her recorder in the library. She sat down in one of the tall leather armchairs near the fireplace and clicked the on button on the tiny machine. She was about to start speaking, when she heard someone enter the room. It was Rebecca, followed closely by Gwen. Kate stayed silent. Pulling her feet up onto the chair so no part of her body was visible she waited for someone to speak.
"Oooh that woman makes me so livid. To think of the way she insulted me? In my own house, no less. I can't believe this." Rebecca said, the fury audible in her voice. "After all we did to rid your life of Theresa, that woman just undid half of it. I wouldn't have bothered sending that email that outed Ethan as Sam's son, or framed her for the murder of Julian if I knew that Kate Crane was going to undo all of my handiwork."
"I know mother. Why did we bother sending that email to the tabloid and framing her for it? She always seems to have some sort of savior. First it was Ethan, then it was Fox. Now it seems that Kate has taken on that role as well."
Their voices faded as they left the room and went down the hall. Kate could not believe her luck. It was like kismet, she had been in here to hear their confessions, and-
And tape them. Kate looked at the tiny recording device in her hand. She smiled. Her first big break had just come through.