Page 28 of Havoc
He remained in the breakroom, eating his muffin and drinking his coffee until five minutes before his meeting. Throwing the muffin wrapper away, Remy took the rest of his coffee and got on the elevator, heading up to Kieran’s floor.
He waved at Alijah, who was on the phone. She waved back, gesturing him into Kieran’s office. He knocked once on the open doorframe before stepping inside.
“Hey,” Kieran stated, looking up from his computer screen.
“Hey,” Remy responded, taking one of the two seats across from Kieran’s desk. “How did it go yesterday?”
“The tour went well. You’re right; it will bring in a good amount of revenue once we eliminate those unneeded expenses. By the end of the year, I feel like we should be breaking even, and then nothing but profit after that. Especially since one of the major money-draining obstacles is gone.”
Remy took a drink from his coffee mug. “I’m assuming you mean Andrew.”
“I do. He was paying himself sixty percent of the revenue. While it wasn’t the only bad and greedy decision, it definitely attributed to the terrible financials.”
“How’d he take it when you told him he was dismissed?”
Kieran leaned back in his desk chair. “Not well. I was even generous enough to give him a week to have all of his things vacated from the property. That is until he thought he could speak to my wife any kind of way.”
Remy made a face that hoped Kieran was kidding for Andrew’s sake because it was clear to anyone who knew him and Alijah, and even those who didn't, could pick up on it that he didn’t play about his wife. He almost felt bad for Andrew, but at the forefront of his mind was making sure Kieran and the company weren’t about to be sued.
“You didn’t put hands on him, did you?”
“I wanted to,” Kieran responded, rubbing his chin. “However, Alijah seemed to think laying him out on his back wasn’t worth it.”
“Good, because a lawsuit against you or the company while we’re doing a hostile takeover of his does not look good and would work against us.”
Kieran shrugged. “It probably would have been fine.”
Remy found himself chuckling as he shook his head. He and Kieran knew it would have posed issues for the company. He also knew that Kieran didn’t care about any of that when defending Alijah, and he couldn't say he blamed the other man. Remy also tended to be protective and possessive when he was in a relationship.
For the next hour, he and Kieran discussed which expenses they would eliminate and how they planned to restructure once the takeover was complete. It was an informal planning meeting and Remy knew they’d get more detailed and in-depth once they brought in accounting and put someone in place to run operations.
Once their meeting finished, Remy took his empty coffee cup and exited Kieran’s office. He stopped at Alijah’s desk, and she ceased typing, looking up at him.
“Thank you for making sure Kieran didn’t injure Andrew.”
Alijah laughed. “You’re welcome. I didn’t need him getting into it with Mr. Monroe. It was understandable that he was upset about losing his company. I also didn’t want Kieran accosting the man in front of his wife. She was there visiting.”
“Well, thank you for keeping his temper in check.”
Alijah smiled at him. “I’ve become quite good at it. Did Lawrence tell you about the trip I’m hoping to plan since the two of you are an item now?”
Remy chuckled. “An item, huh? But yes, he did.”
“Good; I’ll let everyone know at least a month ahead.”
Remy nodded. He’d already told Lawrence he didn’t mind going. He also got the feeling that Alijah would not take no for an answer, which meant Kieran wouldn’t have an objection to them both being gone simultaneously. Or, well, he could object, but Remy knew Alijah wouldn’t hear it.
“I’ll see you later, Alijah.”
He returned to the elevator and rode it one floor down to his own. He had a few more meetings before his day would be over.
Lawrence looked at the name that flashed across his screen, debating whether or not to answer it. However, his last few conversations with his father had gone fine, so he didn’t see a reason to ignore the other man. Taking a deep breath before answering, he brought the phone to his ear.
“Hello?”
“Hey, son. How are you?”
“I’m good, Dad. How are you?”
