Chapter 39: Money Never Sleeps
Checking her watch, she noted it was almost time to get ready. A wise person said, "Money never sleeps", and with the Global Economy being in effect for a few decades now, it was even more of a truism. Even on a cold Winter Sunday, on the birth of the New Year, money was awake.
After seeing Fallon off, and making sure Wyatt was all set, Trin changed into a more business-friendly outfit and stepped into her small office, and booted up her computer. The first thing she did, once the computer was up and running, was open her email and found the information for the meeting.
After a quick review, to make sure she looked presentable and was ready for the meeting, she went to the website where the meeting was being hosted. Once there she logged into the pre-determined meeting and stated her name. Within moments one of the other people logged on.
Trin sighed as she saw she was overdressed. It was too late to change now.
"You're dressed nicely, Trin," Brooke said, the screen showed she was casually dressed. Trin noted she was wearing loungewear and was in her home office in the East Range of Beaulieu Manor, and not her formal office on the Business Side or West Range.
"I had my weekly coffee date with Fallon and Ellie," Trin said.
"So how is my daughter that rarely calls or emails?" Brooke asked.
"Fallon; is good, she's going to some hipster party to do something for one of her things," Trin said.
"How about Young Elizabeth?" Brooke asked.
"Ellie is good, still writing away," Trin said.
"And being supported by her Dad," Brooke commented.
"Why are you still so snippy about that, Mom? It's not your Brownstone, your money, nor your daughter," Trin said.
"It's just frustrating. Of all the adult kids Ellie is the only one who isn't independent," Brooke said.
Trin nodded, "Look, Mom, Ellie has always managed to land on both feet. Hell, this is our old apartment from before we moved to Tree Hill," she said.
"But you bought it from me," Brooke said.
"Yeah, after many years of working up the corporate ladder and getting Wyatt into a good private school," Trin said.
Brooke nodded. Before she could say something Bobbi-Lee chimed in, replacing Brooke's image as the full screen one, and sending it to a corner of the screen. Trin noted Bobbi-Lee was in her loft by the drawing board. Also, Trin noted that Bobbi-Lee wasn't dressed for business either.
"Can I chime in?" Bobbi-Lee asked.
"Hi Bobbi," Trin said.
"Hi Trin, Brooke," Bobbi-Lee said.
"Bobbi," Brooke said.
"Sorry, I'm late, got a little tied up," Bobbi-Lee said.
"Kinky," Trin said.
"Not that way, something needed to be taken care of," Bobbi-Lee said.
"No fun," Trin said.
"What do you know? You're probably as much a nun as I am," Bobbi-Lee said.
"I have an excuse, I'm being a good role model for my son," Trin said, "What's yours?"
"I have to be a role model for my cats?" Bobbi-Lee asked.
"Really cats?" Trin asked, teasing.
"Also, I have to referee between my niece's families," Bobbi-Lee said.
"So, who is the crazy one now?" Trin asked.
"Who do you think?" Bobbi-Lee asked back.
"Ashlyn," Trin said.
"Trin, I might remind you as a Mom yourself that Ashlyn means the best for Brett," Brooke said.
"I know, Mom, but how Ashlyn is treating Brett is kind of like when how you treated us when we first moved to Tree Hill," Trin said.
"Yeah, and look at where it got me," Brooke said.
Trin laughed, "At least Paige was born in wedlock," she said.
"Funny Trin," Brooke said.
In Bobbi-Lee's window, a Tabby Cat hopped into her lap. The cat meowed a few times and started whacking the webcam with its paw.
"I see one of your children needs attention, Bobbi," Trin said.
Brooke laughed, "We'll kids do act like that," she said.
Bobbi-Lee shook her head and picked up the cat and put it down on the floor, "Rooney no, we'll play later," she said, "Ugh! That one is a handful."
"I know that feeling," Brooke said.
"Don't say anything, Trin, you only have one," Bobbi-Lee said.
"Mom?" Trin asked.
"I agree, having an only child isn't really parenting," Brooke said.
Trin pouted, "Gee thanks," she said.
"Doesn't work anymore, you're thirty now," Brooke said.
Bobbi-Lee smiled, "So, Brooke, Brett told me you asked her about walking the runway," she said.
Trin looked wide-eyed, "Mom, you didn't," she gasped.
Brooke nodded, "I did," she said, "Even though it's only technically, she's family and I've offered every one of you a chance to walk the runway."
"True, and believe me I'm glad Tucker didn't accept," Trin said and laughed, "he makes a person with two left feet look coordinated."
Both Brooke and Bobbi-Lee laughed.
"Anyways, Bobbi, wouldn't you love designing something for Brett to wear?" Brooke asked.
"Yes, but that's not the point," Bobbi-Lee said.
"Scared of the she-bear of Tree Hill?" Brooke asked.
"To be honest, oh hell fuck yeah!" Bobbi-Lee said.
"Trin?" Brooke asked.
"I saw what she did to Daria Churchill, so yeah I'm scared," Trin said.
"I'm not worried," Brooke said.
"Are you going to make her use the Davis name?" Trin asked.
Brooke looked at Trin, "I'm not Victoria, and it would dishonor her family. Now if she chose to, she could," she said.
"I asked because you had Keni use the Davis name," Trin said.
"That's because it's more tradition for my daughters to use it, more than anything else," Brooke said.
"Okay, enough with the small talk," Trin said.
"Yes, onto business," Bobbi-Lee said.
Brooke nodded, "Agreed," she said.
"Now, referring to item one on the agenda I emailed," Trin said as they started the business meeting proper.