When trust is questioned
This story takes place shortly after Tony and Kathleen split up.
Chapter 1
It's early in the morning, Angela is sitting in the kitchen.
She writes some notes for work. At the same time, she drinks the rest of the coffee from her cup.
She is fully dressed, a white silk blouse, dark green knee-length skirt and a matching green blazer, with a gold chain. She looks good, something special is in the office today, her new employee starts working with her today.
Mona comes in, still very sleepy..."Angela, so early already up and in dead chic clothes, did I miss something"?
"Mother, unlike you, I love my work...thank you for the compliment." Roger, a new colleague is starting with us today, have you forgotten that?"
..."so so Angela, ok, I see" Mona grins, you can see her thoughts.
"MOTHER," Angela growls. " "Not today, please!" "Roger Stantont is a very professional, good assistant, we need him for the finances!"
"It's good Angela..." Mona rolls her eyes, grabs a cup and pours herself coffee, she doesn't look thrilled, especially since it's Monday and she's been out late the night before.
Tony walks in, looking at the kitchen table in amazement.
"Good morning Angela, Mona, you're awake yet?" And almost done, I see...why so early, what about breakfast?"
"Oh love Tony" Mona is a little more awake now...
"No mother, no time, we have to go, we still have a lot to do and Roger needs to be a little trained, we'll get something to eat on the way".
Tony looks at Angela, who is full of energy and about to leave.
"Roger?, which Roger"?
"someone in charge of our finances, Tony"
Tony looks at her and nods. He will ask her more about it later, he knows that Angela has hardly any time at the moment, so he devotes himself to breakfast. He still has a little time before the children wake up and have to go to school.
A short time later in the office
"So, here Mr. Stanton, all the filings, sorted alphabetically next to her desk"
Roger Stanton, tall, well-built, dark hair, angular chin, early 40s. A very handsome man and a financial genius in his industry, looks around. He looks at Angela, looks at her. Then he gives her a slight smile. "Well, thank you very much, but please call me Roger, we will work together for quite a long time, I think that's fine". -..."good Mister Stan... um, Roger, alright, please call me Angela, I think they'll figure it out quickly." I'm about to have a meeting with our new advertising partner about the layout of their perfumes, then I will have time for you. Please contact my mother Mona if you have any questions in the meantime."
Roger nods in thanks and sits down at his desk. Mona looks at him ... oh man what a guy... already quite hot... Mona swells in thought. ..."Mona?... May I call you Mona?" Roger looks over at her, a slight smile on his lips.
"Oh, yes sure, Roger, what can I do for you?"
Roger looks at the filing cabinet, he asks Mona where he can find the invoice from the Clover company for September.
Mona looks at the steel filing cabinet "Angela must have sorted them in there, you would have to look under C, you will certainly find what you are looking for"
"Thank you very much Mona"
... That smile again, pretty... Mona looks at one of her many small yellow notes scattered on her desk and scribbles on it with her pen... however, the phone pulls her out of her thoughts.
"Bower Agency, Mona here on the phone"..."yes, aha, ahaaa...ok.. humph. is good. At 8 p.m., Redford Cafe, wonderful, see you later". She hangs up the phone and grins.
Roger looks slightly confused, he stands in front of the filing cabinet, running his fingers over the assigned C-files. Pulls one out and goes back to his desk. He takes off his jacket and hangs it on the coat rack, Mona follows his every step, chewing on the end of a pencil.
Roger sees her from his point of view, feels watched, but still grins slightly. He is aware of his effect on women, but deals with it quite professionally.
"Well Roger, um, I'm going to leave the office early today... a few hours early, I still have an appointment" Mona sings and goes back to her paperwork.
Time passes. Angela is done with her meeting, everything went to her satisfaction. Mona has already left the office. Roger is still sitting in front of a pile of bills.
"So, Roger, how are you getting along?"
Angela asks. He looks up at her, smiles. "Very well, thank you very much, I might have had to pay an invoice from 3.11. from Bloomingdale's another question... I don't see any connection here with their spending of their advertising partners... and I'm wondering..." Angela raises her eyebrows..."Mother" ... she rolls her eyes. "Please give me the bill"
He hands her the receipt. Angela just shakes her head. That's probably what she thought... maybe she thought that I didn't notice it when she simply hid an invoice under the files. Angela turns around on her high heels and lays the bill on Mona's desk. She takes one of her scribbled notes and writes a note for Mona on it.
"Any other questions or something like that?, you are welcome to call it a day for today, it's already late. I'm going to sort out the drafts and have to write a sample text for tomorrow." Angela says.
"If you want, I can read the sample text when you're done," Roger tells her. Angela smiles at him and thanks him.
He is really nice and accommodating. Angela smiles at him. She is already noticing the good connection between the two of them…..