Billionaire Wedding: Brooklyn's Baby (Interracial Billionaire Wedding Romance) ( Contemporary Taboo Alpha Male Wedding Romance) by Michele Reed
Authors: Michele Reed
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could have pointed something so basic out. It just didn’t look right, is all.”
He laughed again. “You are one modest girl.” Mercedes found herself blushing like a young girl when the man leaned forward and propped his elbows up on his desk, his bright blue eyes staring straight into her.
“Um…Mr. O’Brian-” she started to say.
“No, no. Please, my name’s Kerry. Please call me Kerry,” he said.
“Kerry,” she said, storing the name in her mind.
“You know what I found out after you left the construction site yesterday?” he chuckled, “The foreman, that idiot who ran over and started yelling at my men? Well, he apparently had been watching the whole thing unfold for some time. He was too afraid to come over and tell me that I was wrong. It wasn’t until you got me away from the men and was yelling at me that he managed to work up enough courage to yell at the others about what they were doing. He was going to let us waste all of that material and wait until I was off site before correcting the problem. Isn’t that the most insane thing you ever heard?” Kerry shook his head and leaned back in his chair, the light from the large windows shined on his milky white skin.
“Ludicrous,” Mercedes said, still feeling a bit uncomfortable about this strange man.
“Yes! Ludicrous- that’s a word for it! Too afraid to tell the boss that he is wrong; hell, that’s what I hired him for! To make sure things get done right. You, though, you have a good eye, good judgement, and a lot of courage. It takes a certain kind of person to walk up to a complete stranger and tell him that he’s wrong in the interest of others. You could have just walked away and let me find out for myself, you know, after spending a considerable amount of time and money. You saved me a pretty penny, you know? Someone could have gotten hurt, too. I care about the people I employ. I would have hated to have been responsible for someone getting hurt,” Kerry grinned.
“Really, it was nothing,” Mercedes said. She was starting to feel somewhat skeptical about this man. He was far too giddy for a CEO, like a giant child playing dress-up in his father’s office. He probably inherited his position from Daddy , she thought and once again scorned herself for pre-judging. She had been so furious with Miss Lawrence for being judgmental that it made little sense for Mercedes to sit there and assume the worst about Kerry just because he wore a suit.
“Brian O’Brian Enterprises is still a growing company. I can’t have a bunch of mindless drones working for me if this company is going to grow,” Kerry said.
“Mr. O’Brian…um…Kerry, why exactly have you called me here today?” Mercedes was tired of him beating around the bush, not that she didn’t enjoy listening to a man admit he was wrong and praise her.
Now his smile grew wider than it had yet to have been; he seemed almost childish in his excitement, yet he somehow managed to keep a certain air of professionalism about him. “I have a job that I think you might be interested in,” he began, and Mercedes instantly felt herself backing away into her seat. He continued, “You see, I need a foreman to replace one that I had to fire at another build site. Drinking of the job, can you believe that? And the fool couldn’t handle his own crew. Honestly. Anyways, I need someone who can overlook the construction of the building to make sure that the work is done and that it is done smoothly. I want you to be my new foreman at this site.”
“Are you serious?” Mercedes tried not to let out a loud cackle at the thought of it. “Kerry, I’m just a
He laughed again. “You are one modest girl.” Mercedes found herself blushing like a young girl when the man leaned forward and propped his elbows up on his desk, his bright blue eyes staring straight into her.
“Um…Mr. O’Brian-” she started to say.
“No, no. Please, my name’s Kerry. Please call me Kerry,” he said.
“Kerry,” she said, storing the name in her mind.
“You know what I found out after you left the construction site yesterday?” he chuckled, “The foreman, that idiot who ran over and started yelling at my men? Well, he apparently had been watching the whole thing unfold for some time. He was too afraid to come over and tell me that I was wrong. It wasn’t until you got me away from the men and was yelling at me that he managed to work up enough courage to yell at the others about what they were doing. He was going to let us waste all of that material and wait until I was off site before correcting the problem. Isn’t that the most insane thing you ever heard?” Kerry shook his head and leaned back in his chair, the light from the large windows shined on his milky white skin.
“Ludicrous,” Mercedes said, still feeling a bit uncomfortable about this strange man.
“Yes! Ludicrous- that’s a word for it! Too afraid to tell the boss that he is wrong; hell, that’s what I hired him for! To make sure things get done right. You, though, you have a good eye, good judgement, and a lot of courage. It takes a certain kind of person to walk up to a complete stranger and tell him that he’s wrong in the interest of others. You could have just walked away and let me find out for myself, you know, after spending a considerable amount of time and money. You saved me a pretty penny, you know? Someone could have gotten hurt, too. I care about the people I employ. I would have hated to have been responsible for someone getting hurt,” Kerry grinned.
“Really, it was nothing,” Mercedes said. She was starting to feel somewhat skeptical about this man. He was far too giddy for a CEO, like a giant child playing dress-up in his father’s office. He probably inherited his position from Daddy , she thought and once again scorned herself for pre-judging. She had been so furious with Miss Lawrence for being judgmental that it made little sense for Mercedes to sit there and assume the worst about Kerry just because he wore a suit.
“Brian O’Brian Enterprises is still a growing company. I can’t have a bunch of mindless drones working for me if this company is going to grow,” Kerry said.
“Mr. O’Brian…um…Kerry, why exactly have you called me here today?” Mercedes was tired of him beating around the bush, not that she didn’t enjoy listening to a man admit he was wrong and praise her.
Now his smile grew wider than it had yet to have been; he seemed almost childish in his excitement, yet he somehow managed to keep a certain air of professionalism about him. “I have a job that I think you might be interested in,” he began, and Mercedes instantly felt herself backing away into her seat. He continued, “You see, I need a foreman to replace one that I had to fire at another build site. Drinking of the job, can you believe that? And the fool couldn’t handle his own crew. Honestly. Anyways, I need someone who can overlook the construction of the building to make sure that the work is done and that it is done smoothly. I want you to be my new foreman at this site.”
“Are you serious?” Mercedes tried not to let out a loud cackle at the thought of it. “Kerry, I’m just a
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