Chapter 162 Ready to Face Alpha Dipshit
Maleah’s p.o.v.
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“Pauline, I need a meeting with the team. Set it up for tomorrow night and make sure it is a secure location. We need to talk about my next targets,” I say after she has answered her phone. I know I will have the details for the meeting by the time I wake up in the morning. I place the tray with empty dishes on the small table outside my room, and I place the “Do not disturb” sign on the door, hoping I can sleep in a little.
The persistent ringing of my phone wakes me in the morning, and Fortune growls in the back of my head at the lack of respect–she hates being woken up by anything other than the sound of my alarm. I join Fortune in her growling when I see my Mother’s name on the caller–ID. Instead of ignoring it, I answer the call: “What the fuck, Mother? Do you have any idea what time it is?” I growl into the phone, and I hear Alpha Bradley growling in the background.
“Tell that Mate of yours to shut it. You know I hate being woken up,” I say, and I hear him growl even louder. “Sweetheart, we are in Albarr and we will be expecting you at one o’clock in our suite. I will send you the information of the hotel where we are staying,” she says. “Mother, I have a business meeting in two hours, and I am not sure when I will be done. I will let you know if I can make it to lunch,” I reply. The next voice I hear belongs to Alpha Bradley.
“You will do as you are told. Be here at one o’clock. No excuses,” he yells before he ends the call. Now I have a laughing Lycan in my head–she really thinks this is funny. “It is funny. He doesn’t seem to understand that an Alpha order doesn’t work on us. He seems to have forgotten we are an Assassin, and an Alpha order doesn’t work on an Assassin,” Fortune says as she is still rolling around in my head.
I send Mack a message about my wake–up call, and within ten minutes I get a call from an unknown number. “This is Maleah D’Angelo,” I answer. “Maleah, this is Dax. I will pick you up at your boutique, and I will join you if you go to lunch with your Mother–no arguments,” I hear Alpha Dax say. I tell him I appreciate his offer. “I think Alpha Bradley will be really pissed off when he sees you with me, but he can’t deny you as an Alpha accompanying a Pack–member,” I respond.
“I don’t care what Alpha Bradley thinks about me coming along. I will tell him straight to his face I don’t trust him anywhere near you,” Alpha Dax says. Fortune is already looking forward to lunch. After discussing what time he will pick me up, I break the connection. I get ready for my morning meeting with the two designers, and Fortune tells me to wear my hair in a braid–she really wants to annoy our Mother.
I park my car at the back of the boutique in one of the spots that is reserved for my employees. As I walk in through the backdoor, I hear Pauline talking to my contractor–they are discussing the new floorplan. I had sent it to Pauline last night after I had made a few small changes. It would serve my idea much better, and I knew my contractor wouldn’t make a big deal out of it.
“Good morning, Miss D’Angelo. I have gone over the changes you asked for with my crew, and we will be done tomorrow around noon,” the contractor says. I thank him for his quick adaptation to my new floorplan. Pauline and I walk into the office in the back as he returns to his crew. “At first I didn’t understand why you wanted to meet both designers, but after seeing the new floorplan it all made sense. Albarr is an excellent town to experiment with–if it doesn’t work here, it won’t work anywhere,” Pauline says.
Half an hour later, we are sitting at the table with both designers. I ask them to show me proof that their designs are their own. Both grab a sketchbook from their bag to show me what they can do. Pauline and I watch as they look at each other’s work from time to time. When they are done, both designs complement one another. “That looks amazing. This is exactly what I had in mind for the boutique. You are allowed to design whatever you like, but I would like the two of you to collaborate from time to time–or when a client has a special request,” I say.
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Chapter 162 Ready to Face Alpha Dipshit
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finish, we sign on the dotted line. Pauline shows them the new floorplan, and both have a few ideas on how to make the most out of it–something that is up to them as they will be here running the boutique. From the way they are talking, I don’t need to worry about anything.
“Hello, Stan. I heard you moved to Albarr last time I visited the store,” Alpha Dax says. I quickly learn that Stan worked at the store they always get their suits and tuxedos from. “Looks like we will have to take our business elsewhere. I got the impression that you quit because you didn’t like making suits anymore.” Alpha Dax continues.
Stan explains that he wasn’t allowed to design–that his employer told him his designs would never sell, and that no one would give him a chance to sell his own designs. “I will get you your first order, but I think you need to talk to Maleah. She is designing the dresses for the Spring Ball, and maybe the two of you can come up with the right outfits for us males,” Alpha Dax says. From what I saw just a little while ago. I know Stan will do just that.
I tell Stan I will show him my designs in the morning. After we say our goodbyes, Alpha Dax and I walk out to his car. I am ready to face my Mother and Alpha Dipshit.
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