Chapter 9 Fairy godfather

The music was playing and the party was still as lit as the next big thing. Jolene could never get used to the praises she received from so many celebrities, she could faint from that much attention.

She saw Mr. Sinclair gesture for her to come, so she went to him. He was standing with two men and one girl. "Miss Moore, this is Landon, my only best friend and associate attorney of VADE". He pointed at one of the guys.

Landon was the typical blonde guy with blue eyes, he was not as tall as Mr. Sinclair but he was cute alright. "Hi Miss Moore, this is the best of the VMGPs so far in my opinion as a lawyer". He complimented her while giving her a firm handshake.

"Thank you, Mr. Landon" She replied politely.

"This... Can you guess who this is?" Mr. Sinclair asked her. She looked at the other guy, he was almost the same height as Mr. Sinclair, he wore nerd glasses and has brown buzz-cut hair. There was something about his eyes that caught Jolene's attention the most, she looked back at Mr. Sinclair, then back at the guy. "Your brother?" She guessed.

Mr. Sinclair grinned showing off his pearly whites. "Correct".

"Really? Nice to meet you Mr...Sinclair?" She said, not sure what to call him.

"Whoa, I'm the only Mr. Sinclair you can have around here. This is Kevin, he is our Chief operating officer. You haven't seen him because he's been away making us more money". He sounded cheerful talking about his brother.

"Miss Jolene, nice job with the party". Kevin complimented her. He smiled innocently. He looked like the typical nerd who would never look a girl in the eye while his brother was the exact opposite.

"Are you done admiring my brother?" Came Mr. Sinclair's voice as a whisper for her ears only. That was when she realized that she had been staring at Kevin which made him uncomfortable.

"So sorry" She apologized shyly.

"She can't get enough of the Sinclair brothers" Joked Landon. This caused Jolene to blush harder.

"Last and probably least, this girl here is Sherry, Landon's baby sister. She is a college student majoring in Finance , but she works as a part-time secretary in VADE".

Jolene was impressed by her, a hardworking girl who knew where she was going in life. The girl Sherry looked a lot like Landon with blonde hair and blue eyes. Very beautiful with a curvy body. She must have a lot of admirers, Jolene thought.

"Hi, Jolene, nice job. But I'll do a better one" She boldly said, making Jolene raise an eyebrow.

"I'm hoping you do, Sherry, the world needs women like you". She replied, not intimidated one bit. There was something about the look Sherry gave her that didn't sit well with her, call it feminine intuition but Jolene had this strong feeling that Sherry liked Mr. Sinclair.

"You'll be too busy saving the world, I assure you that". Landon laughed.

Mr. Sinclair looked more free and happy around this bunch, they were his closest friends and brother.

"I have to go, Mr. Sinclair, they are asking for me". Jolene excused herself, leaving the three of them there to chat.

***

The day after the party, the employees were given the day off. But Jolene was making sure that the hall and everything else was cleaned up nicely. It would not be good to leave it messy for the next month. Just then, she got a call from Mr. Sinclair. "Yes Mr. Sinclair " She answered.

"Where are you, Miss Moore?" His voice came from the other side of the line.

"At the party venue. Just making sure it gets cleaned up". She replied.

"What did I appoint you to do, Miss Moore?" He asked, sounding a little agitated.

"To plan the event?"

"When was the event?" He asked with all seriousness.

"Yesterday" "That means your job is done, Miss Moore. Tessa will handle the rest, leave there. I have a meeting by One O'Clock. Be at the Royal fantasy hotel at twelve fifty".

"Oh, okay Mr. Sinclair. Geez! It's twelve-thirty. I'll leave now Sir".

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She arrived at the Royal fantasy hotel and headed for the lounge... She took a seat there and stared at her watch. "Twelve fifty-five, I hope he doesn't get mad" She said to herself.

The second it turned One O'clock, she saw the ever punctual Mr. Sinclair heading her way, he wore a dark shade and a fitted grey suit. Walking like the human representation of greek gods. His athletic body must have come from working out consistently.

"Mr. Sinclair, good afternoon" She tried to comport herself with the crazy thoughts swimming in her head at the same time gulp this tall glass of a man standing before her.

"Not here, let's go to the VIP area" He walked past her, and she followed him. They entered the VIP area which is calmer and more serene, with better...everything! They both sat at a table and a waiter walked up to them.

"Mr. Sinclair, welcome. What can I get you and the lady?". He spoke politely with a bright smile on his face.

Jolene was about to say that they were waiting for someone when Mr. Sinclair answered, "Get me the usual and give her a menu to choose from"

The waiter handed her the menu and waited patiently for her to place an order. She had her eyes popping out of their sockets because of the prices of the foods on the menu. She could not even pronounce any of the names. "Ah uh... I guess I'll have the Bois de Boluni? Boulogne? Uh... " She stuttered miserably.

Mr. Sinclair could not contain his amusement. "Get her the special Pizza fantastica and a bottle of lé vin rouge fantastique, merci beaucoup".

The waiter bowed and went away.

Jolene's jaw was almost on the floor. "Aaawwhh you speak French?!" She asked in awe.

"I am the Chief executive officer of one of the biggest companies in the world, wouldn't it be fair to say that I have learned a thing or two?".

"Mr. Sinclair, you're so amazing". She bit her tongue after the words jumped out of her mouth.

"Am I not amazing, Miss Moore?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, you are Sir" She looked around to get out of the awkward situation she put herself in. She suddenly turned to Mr. Sinclair in realization... "Sir, what about the client, aren't they coming?"

He gave her a look.

"There is no client is there, Sir?"

"You deserve a treat and I knew you'd refuse if I had asked directly". He said with a small smile.

She blushed. "Thank you, Mr. Sinclair, no one has done something this nice for me".

"No one is this rich" He answered back, and she smiled. After their meal, Jolene stared at the remaining slices of pizza, wondering if it was prohibited to take leftovers home.

Mr. Sinclair saw her dilemma... "I'll ask the waiter to pack you some more and have it delivered to your address".

"Th thank you, sir" She felt embarrassed.

"Now, Miss Moore, what else can I do for you?". He asked, placing his elbows on the table with both hands clasped together under his chin.

"Pardon?" She was confused.

"Yesterday's VMGP was the biggest hit ever recorded in history, have you seen the news? You are an asset to my company. So, I have decided to grant you one wish. For today, I am your fairy godfather or wishing well or whatever... Just make one important wish and it shall be granted". He deepened his voice for the last sentence and sounded like the wizard, Gandalf.

Jolene giggled. "Okay, uhm.. One wish, I wish to remember that night Sir". She answered.

"What night?" He asked with a puzzled expression.

She gathered the courage to say it... "Make me remember what it felt like to have sex with you".