Boomerang bet

It was a sunny and hot Sunday evening. Elizabeth Francesca West looked around the house, sighing in frustrated helplessness. Nothing was going right. Everything was barely managing to work and what was worse was she couldn't do more than she was already doing, about anything. She'd lost her dad at the age of fifteen and soon after, her mom had developed a Heart Sarcoma. Paying the hospital bills had been possible back then because as soon as she'd pushed through and came out of the university with an MBA, she'd got a job as a business analyst and double tasked as a P.A for one of america's top gas and oil companies. The pay was great. She was fantastic at her job. She only lost it because the company had declaredbankruptcy and that was two years ago. Whatever she saved up, she'd used for her mother's treatment, all while trying to get a job but somehow, it had not clicked yet. Now that her savings were almost gone, she was stuck. Her mom's next hospital appointment was in a few days

As soon as Beth had told her mom what had happened, Sarah had then dragged her out to a mall for shopping, no excuses permitted. Guilt had set in and Sarah had light scolded her for giving in to her temper like that, but had also admonished her to do away with the guilt. After four whole hours of shopping, they proceeded to eat out and walk around the city for a while. The rest of the day turned out to be very fun and exciting. The next day, she went back to the coffee shop, confident and comfortable and she kept that mindset going. Her new clothes had been spot on and so far, everything was fine. Even for Wade industries. She'd seen it on TV. Oh well, Lucky him. She was right. Later that day, he'd gone in as meekly as he could to his employees and had given a few of them free reign to tell him what they really felt. He was an asshole and a lot of heads had nodded to that. Turns out he really hadn't been listening and honestly, the amount of them who feared him, baffled him. Was he re

The shop was filled up by evening with teenagers and adults coming in. Brandon watched Beth weave between customers like a pro, with that smile on her face. She looked very happy to be of assistance. Actually happy. How many people did he know, who were genuinely happy to help? Beth couldn't help but watch out for Brandon and that annoyed her. He was supposed to go but he wasn't leaving. The fact that he'd said he was waiting for her, made her feel responsible for him. What he ate, where he sat, if he was feeling disturbed in any way and all of that. She felt responsible for him. What irked her even more was that Jackie had showed up, but had gone straight to Brandon and began talking to him like he was the YIN to her YANG. Due to the inflow of customers, Beth had to stay later then intended and all the while, Brandon watched her selfishly. She sighed as she turned the sign and stepped out with Brandon, locking the door. Her small phone showed that the time was 10:25 p.m. "You look

Brandon froze. Brian casually threw his arm around Brandon's shoulder. "My very own best friend."Beth's brows rose. Wow. Her date was her best friend's fiancee's best friend. What a square."Okay. Beth and I have to talk about something. We'll be right back," Sherlie informed, taking Beth's hand and pulling her away."You're beginning to like him!" Sherlie squealed once they were a safe distance away. Beth sat down on the sand and pulled Sherlie down beside her."Why didn't you tell me you knew him when I told you?""I'm sorry, I was just very confused and hopeful, but wanted to see him first. Oh my goodness, Beth, I'm so happy. I think you're beginning to like him.""Why?""I know you hardly ever like people, but you let him take you to the water. Even I couldn't do that. You two looked really cute together, back there," Sherlie said, wiggling her brows suggestively.Beth chuckled. "He's pretty nice."Sherlie grimaced. "Trust you to use the blandest of terms. Just nice?""What would

Stepping into that board room had not been easy for her, especially since she was dressed in a jean skirt, a baby blue shirt and white tennis shoes. She had expected raise voices of distrust with questions directed at her loyalty and all of that, but with the way Brandon introduced her, there had been none of such. Brandon had done just that, then left her to carry out the presentation. She was more than a little startled and annoyed, but she pulled through and by the end of the whole thing, she was receiving friendly smiles and hand shakes. As soon as they stepped out of the board room, it was straight to evaluating. Brandon had other prescheduled things to attend to and had proceeded to set Beth up with another woman and a man from his team, Mrs. Bradford and Mr. Elliott, to assist her. Beth had a whole office to herself. One by one, members of his production and innovation teams started trooping in. After hearing them speak, in no time, she was able to pin point common ideas, and wh