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Monster in law: Chapter three
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Two days later a little after eight am, C.C entered into Sheffield's house, setting her purse down on the small foyer table before she shrugged out of her coat and walked into the dining room where the family was gathered.
"Hello, hello," C.C. announced as she slipped into an empty chair next to Maxwell.
"Good morning, C.C. Have you eaten breakfast yet? Do you want some cookies?" Maxwell askedwhile reading his paper and taking a small sip of his coffee.
"Have you looked at me lately?" She asked pushing her chair and getting up, but Maxwell's eyes remained fixed on his newspaper.
"Look at me, damn it." C.C. yelled as she banged her hand against the table.
Maxwell immediately turned his attention to her. "I'm looking, but I'm not quite sure… Hmm…what am I supposed to see exactly?" He asked with a frown as his eyes traveled down her body and up again, to her face.
"I'm fat she exclaimed pointing to her -still almost flat- belly. Tears began to form in her eyes. "And you're trying to feed me too much and get me fatter so when my baby is finally born I won't be able to get my body back in shape…"
"That's not true." Maxwell tried to say, but C.C. kept talking as if she didn't hear him. "…and then you'll find someone much thinner than me to replace me at work and I'll be left unemployed because nobody wants for a business partner a fat cow!" She yelled and with that she grabbed a biscuit from the tray and shoved it in her mouth.
Maxwell blinked his eyes a few times, trying but having a hard time to process what had happened and what she had just said to him. A few seconds later he leaned closer to Fran and whispered into her ear. "Someone's in a good mood this morning."
Fran made a low sound of acknowledgement. "Better get used to it fast, for your own good." Fran advised, watching C.C as she reached for another biscuit.
"What are you two whispering about?" C.C. asked angrily, through a mouthful of biscuit.
"Nothing," Fran and Maxwell replied at the same time.
"Are you two talking about my weight behind my back?" C.C. asked giving them both a very angry look that would scare anyone.
"No," Fran and Maxwell replied at the same time again.
Just the Fran heard Eve's familiar cry through the baby monitor. "I think I should go upstairs to change Eve's diaper." Fran said with a tone of relief in her voice, standing up from her chair.
"Lucky you." Maxwell murmured, through his teeth then cleared his throat and exclaimed with a smile, "C.C., I have fabulous news!"
C.C. threw the biscuit she was holding back on the tray while a huge smile immediately formed on her lips.
"Someone wants to invest 10 million dollars in our next show." Maxwell announced.
"Oh, Maxwell, that's fanta-" C.C. started to say with excitement, but he cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "Now I know that this situation maybe is a little uncomfortable for you, but please keep in mind that we need his money." Maxwell spoke so fast that C.C. barely made out what he had said.
"Hey, hey slow down, Maxwell. What are you talking about? I'm dealing with investors all the time." C.C. replied, looking at him like he was crazy.
He let out deep a sigh and started to explain. "No this is not what I meant I…"
"Max, I need a little help with the babies." Fran yelled from upstairs.
"I'm coming, sweetie." Maxwell yelled back then rubbed the back of his head thinking for a moment. "C.C. please go to the office, and I'll be right in."
She pushed her chair back and stood up. "Fine, but don't be late, we have a lot of work to do." She said, walking towards the office.
Maxwell watched her go, then walked in the direction of the nursery room with a sigh. This was going to take a while. He thought to himself. Thanks god, their meeting with the new investor wasn't until the noon.
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Almost twenty minutes later, C.C. was still in the office waiting for the Maxwell. She had her back facing the door while she was staring at the sheet of paper in her hand.
"Oh Maxwell finally, I thought you would never come." C.C. complained when she heard behind her, the creak of the office door, without turned her attention away from the sheet of paper.
"Hello angel." She heard a male voice say in a whisper as a tall, dark blonde - haired man in an expensive suit walked inside the office, closing the door tightly behind him.
C.C. put down her sheet of paper and slowly turned his head in the direction of the familiar voice. Her eyes grew wide and the color drained from her face as though she'd seen a ghost. C.C's breath hitched in her throat as the man was closing the distance between them with each step.
"Colin…?" C.C. managed to choke out, as her eyes scanned him, starting at his feet then moving slowly up his body and ending with her looking him directly in the eyes.
"The one and only." He said as a grin spread across his face. Colin reached out and caught C.C.'s hand before bring it to his lips and kissed it like a proper gentlemen. "It is a pleasure to see you again." He breathed. She could just imagine what this would look like if someone walked in. The kiss last a little longer than necessary, so when he did not let go of her hand she pulled it back.
"What are you doing here?" C.C. swallowed hard and forced herself to reply, her mouth feeling oddly dry.
Colin ignored the question. "My, my … look at you." He stated, amazed by how incredibly beautiful C.C. looked in her red, straight, above mid-knee length dress, but then decided to tease her a bit so he said, "I think you should give me the name of your plastic surgeon so I know who to avoid."
"What are you doing here, Colin?" She asked again, choosing to ignore his stupid remark.
"Colin! What are you doing here so early? I thought our meeting was in three hours?" Maxwell's filled with confusion voice behind them, interrupted. C.C. let out a deep breath, though they weren't doing anything wrong, it was kind of a relief.
"I finished my business a bit earlier than I expected... I hope that's not a problem." Colin replied without tearing his eyes away from C.C's face.
Maxwell walked through the room and stood next to C.C, assuring him quickly. "No, no, not at all"
"So, Max," Colin said turning his head to face him. "I read the first act of your play."
"It's quite good, isn't it?" He asked anxiously.
"Yes, and I've been seriously thinking about investing the 10 million." He responded.
C.C. stood motionless for a moment not sure if she had heard correctly. My…my ex-boyfriend is the investor? No, no, no, this is not happening... I must be dreaming or someone's playing a very lame joke on me. She thought to herself.
"Maxwell, can I speak to you for a moment...privately?" C.C. asked when she finally found her voice, but he simply ignored her and kept talking to Colin about the play.
"Maxwell!"She shouted, beginning to lose her patience.
Maxwell groaned, slightly annoyed."Yeah, yeah I heard you C.C.…later." He said with a wave of his hand and continued his conversation with Colin.
C.C. growled and dug her nails into his arm causing Maxwell to yelp. "As you probably have already noticed, my pregnancy hormones have started to kick in which means you don't really want to mess with me. Now move." She hissed at him through her teeth, trying her best to control the volume of her voice so Colin couldn't hear what she was saying, which was incredibly difficult to do given how pissed off she was right now.
She had a serious deadly look on her face and Maxwell knew better than to disagree, no matter what he said it would result in more pain across his arm, he'd learned that the hard way during Fran's pregnancy. So he just shook his head in submission. She gave him a sweet smile -or at least that's what it was supposed to be- and released her grip on his arm.
"See, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" She murmured raising her eyebrows with a smirk. Maxwell rolled his eyes.
"Excuse us, Colin, but Maxwell and I have something very important to sort out." C.C. said quickly, half dragging Maxwell towards the door.
Maxwell cleared his throat, making a great effort to sound as normal as possible. "Don't worry; we'll be back in a moment…I hope" The last two words were barely audible, but C.C. heard them and shot him a deadly glare, and he fell silent immediately.
"Oh, uh, sure" Colin said as he sat in the leather arm chair in front of the desk.
They moved out of the office and she shut the door tightly behind them, then C.C. glanced around the room quickly to make sure no one was listening to them before she spoke.
"Are you stupid or just crazy?
To be continued…