Promises Forgotten

n I really

. Her 5’9’ thin frame with her perfectly placed hair and five hundred dollar outfit, with her b

, darling.

my back pocket. Grabbing my wallet out of my pant pocket, she scurried off to the sto

call for you fr

orward, my phone in his hands. Sighing and runni

nally able to get ahold of you.

was curt but professional. I don’t like being cal

different project. One that doesn’t involve the Anderson and A. Wright

gs, you would need to speak with my brother, Adrian Anderson, as he

. Thousands of dollars she is going to waste today but at least it will keep her quiet for the next week. I might be able t

ecision you make for this project. It’s…” He paused and I wondered if he was going to say that it’s related to my father’s underhanded business he used to run out of the company before I took over. “…it

y something personal was rare. Even more rare that this pet project seemed to need a hand from my other holdings compan

15th at 2pm or we could

ing over the folder that I have with the information. Bring a date. I

r. Galliara. “I will see you th

ve a wonderful d

one of the poor sales associates while she was wearing one of the outfits she picked out. Sighing again, I walked into the

up because the zipper wouldn’t close on the skirt. Who does she think I

lt. You shouldn’t be yelling at her. If something doesn’t f

sociate off and smiled at my fiancé. “Show me what you are thinking o

ose earlier was in there with her. I knew I blocked off two hours for her today because she fina

he store associate whom Jennife

e past few months, it was not my place to say. I figured eventually her modeling company would say something

es this

ess. She looked good. I nodded and motioned her to spin a

that

jumped off the platform and

ting you h

my face. Turning, I looked at my mother,

up and kissed her cheeks.

father and saw you in here. I thought I would

rd. She took my mother’s hands in hers and smiled. “Mrs

ovely on you. It really brings out your eyes. You must ge

ling. “Did you say lunch? I wou

will go to the seafood place on the corner. I heard they

ocket that I could use to get out of this lunch. Jennifer bounded back to the dressing room. I kn

since we went out together.” I hoped

missed you. You’ve been working so much lately; I never get to see you. Your broth

n is better compan

r. You know that. Bring Jennifer along as well. I think the family need

re the ones who picked her out for me.” I let too much of an ed

this girl for two years. You have put off this engagement and wedding for too long. I understand that yo

other. Yo

mily knew it. I wasn’t getting out of this marriage. No matter how much I tried. In four months’ time, I would be married to

he world, but because of her family’s legacy she was the perfect match for someone of my stature. In my younger years, I would probab

Your father will be stepping up

company.” I grimaced. “He needs to relax.

be ready to handle your father’s company, Zachary. Your

rian. He handles my other company better than I

f the conversation. Your father will

im trying to restart his old shady business dealings that to

nt before her eyes narrowed. “Your fath

ndfather, I’m sure, was rolling around in his grave with what Father did. I’ve not only rid our company of that idiocy, but I also tri

ew our attention, a pile of outfits in her h

on this card.” Jennifer flipped open m

ed at my assistant who was still ashen fr

e bags and putting them into the car.

and put it back in my wallet. Jennifer ,sashayed back over to us, while my mother was stil

or lunch

Mrs. Anderso

at me for a moment. “Dear, call me Mother. O

my mothers arm in hers and they started to w

walk away. The two women who I wish would just leave m

ir

odded. “I was hoping no one would notice.

ou fill the quota for seein

im on the back. “Glass