‘It’s okay Toke, you’ve done more than enough for me. I can take care of myself.’ Emma tried to calm her.
‘No Ems, I love you and I want the best for you. I promise to cook once I am back home.’ Toke moved next to her, she dropped a light kiss on her sister’s cheeks.
‘No you won’t, because you are not coming home tonight.’ Emma shook her head.
‘What makes you think so? You have psychic powers now?’ Toke pulled her side of the door open, throwing in her briefcase and her proposal.
‘You are extremely beautiful today, I doubt Dean would let go of you easy.’ Emma replied.
‘Well, I don’t think that’s going to be possible now his grandmother is back.’ Toke jumped into the car, she dug the key into the ignition immediately, she could not’t afford to go late for this meeting, it was really important to her.
She missed Dean and had to see him, so she could apologize for her behaviour the other night; only one thing plagued her mind, the angry looking face of his grandmother.
You are reading Davina Diaries Fiction: The Billionaire’s Secret Heartthrob Ep4
She hurried down from her car towards the conference hall where the meeting was to be held. The hall was a bit scanty as a good number of the executive board members had not turned up.
She searched the room thoroughly, her heart racing as she searched for him, but to her utmost disappointment, he was not there.
‘Good morning’ she murmured to some of the board members as she trotted towards a seat reserved for her in front row.
She took a deep breath and settled in, she took out the file containing her proposal and ran her eyes through the document, to be sure that all her ideas had been welled penned down.
After a careful and painstaking scrutiny, she decided the paper was alright; Toke rose to her feet and took out photocopies of her proposal from her briefcase, she needed to distribute this to the members of the board.
‘Have this sir…’ she murmured to Vice President of the board, in the person of Barrister Lawson Idemudia.
‘Your proposal I guess?’ The middle aged man ran his eyes lustfully over her, which made her slightly uncomfortable; maybe the red was too much.
‘Yes sir…’ she smiled politely.
‘I think you should begin, because we have a lot of things to consider and Dean is not yet here.’ The man pulled his shirt backward revealing a fine gold wristwatch.
Toke’s heart sank; she had expected Dean to be on time to see her proposal. They never spoke about work during pleasure time, this was one of the reasons she did not tell him about the proposal she’d been working on.
‘But sir, as the Chief Executive Officer and president of this board, he needs to be here. He has to be present to hear my idea.’ Toke’s eyes were stern as she stared at the bald man.
‘I understand you Ms. Melaye, I don’t know how much work you put into this, but we cannot wait for Dean forever…’ the man’s fingers clutched tightly to the proposal paper as he waved it into the air while speaking.
Anger shot through Toke as she continued to stare at the bald spot on the man’s head. She was not pleased about this. She had spent two months working and carrying out research only to be faced by Dean’s absence.
She was about to suggest to the Vice president that they cancel her presentation or shift it to another day when she spotted Dean’s secretary walking towards them.
‘Shola…’ she called to the girl.
‘Good morning Ms. Melaye.’ Shola offered her a smile, before dropping a note with the vice president.
‘Wait…’ Toke followed her as she made to leave the hall.
‘Where is he?’
‘Um, at the office, with someone.’ Shola paused to answer.
Toke could see from the look on the girl’s face that she was not prepared to entertain more questions, so she spun on her heel and moved towards her seat.
Whoever Dean was meeting with had to be really important. She felt hurt that he was not here with her; she felt she needed to cancel the presentation and reschedule it for another day.
‘Ms. Melaye.’ The Vice President walked briskly towards her.
‘Sir?’ She turned and faced him.
‘You must go ahead with your presentation, Dean is around and he promises to join us shortly.’ The man said to her.
All her ache disappeared as respite welcomed her with open arms. She had the strength and focus that she needed, now that she knew he was coming, she had to put in her best.
‘Alright then, I am ready.’ She drew a deep breath to calm her worked up nerves.
‘Can you start now?’ The man asked.
‘Yes.’ Toke nodded.
Immediately, the stage was set, the technicians worked on all the equipments, at the same time, the door to the conference hall was shut.
Toke took her file and mounted on the elevated platform of the hall, she had spoken to a crowd of people before; she had presented seminars and read papers in front of a large number of people, so she was not nervous at all.
She was dedicated to her work and she hoped the board would understand that her presentation was to move the company forward by creating means of increasing profits.
All eyes were hooked on her as she took the microphone, a lot of people stared at her with admiration, knowing who she was and how much she had contributed to the growth of Flames.
TokeMelaye was a force to reckon with. She was known by her co-workers and marketing team as “Miss Independent”. She was strong, resilient, filled with vision and she was always open to new ideas.
‘Good morning ladies and gentlemen, my name is Toke Melaye and I am the Marketing Strategist for Flames as well as the head of the advertising arm.’ She paused and ran her eyes over the audience once more trying to see if they were connecting with her.
Deeply satisfied with the look on their faces, she turned back to her paper, ‘Something odd has been happening in the perfume industry of late, something which I think would be perfect for Flames. The focal point of my work is “Hyper-diversification”. I think it would be a lovely idea for Flames to diversify into other sections of the business world other than fragrance.
We have a lot of products to in our line- perfumes, deodorants, body sprays and body creams, but we can create more, and be be different. A lot of fragrance brands are doing very well like us, they are equally into diversification and that is the reason we must surpass them.’ She paused another time, poking her head to one side so she could assess the faces of the people in the room.
Where was he? She wondered,Toke was distraught as her eyes went to the clock. It had been thirty minutes since she started and Dean was yet to be here.
End of Davina Diaries Fiction: The Billionaire’s Secret Heartthrob Ep4. To be continued…