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said, miffed as they sat inside a Rolls Royce.
    “Isn’t it my job to question you and not the other way around?” Lucas said stretching his legs.
    Alice shook her head.
    “I’d like Ms. Forbes picked up at around ten in the morning at Temperley.”
    “All right, sir.”
    “After lunch, we’ll have a tour at the factory.”
    “All right, sir.”
    “What do you think about her, Alice?” he suddenly asked.
    Alice was silent for a while. “She’s…unconventional.”
    “By that you mean?”
    “Pretty but not model pretty.”
    “Which is why I want her for Trekker.”
    “Honestly, I don’t know what goes on in your head sometimes. You’re like your mother. Spontaneous- sometimes too spontaneous for your own good…”
    Lucas shrugged the comment off. He had a gut feeling it was going to work out fine. His brother called it “the Conrad instinct” and he was hardly ever wrong, just like his father.
    “Spontaneity makes the world go round,” he said, checking his phone. There was a message from Jennifer. He quickly deleted it without bothering to read the text. Twenty minutes later, he reached the Conrad Building. It was a quarter past two in the afternoon.
    “What else is on this afternoon?” he asked Alice as they got in the building.
    “Well, you’re basically free this afternoon. You did the bulk of the work you were supposed to do this week last week.”
    “Brilliant.”
    “And you haven’t had lunch yet.”
    “Perhaps a salad,” he said absentmindedly. “Where’s Charles?”
    “California this morning.”
    “Haven’t seen him in nearly a month.”
    “There was a video call last week.”
    “Not counting that.”
    Lucas got inside his office and partially opened the blinds. He pressed on the intercom. “Can I have a salad? Asian, please.”
    “Would you like this from the Mandarin Tea House or from Oriental Taste?”
    “Which one is nearer?”
    “Mandarin.”
    “Fine. And some dumplings too.”
    “Yes sir.”
    “Oolong tea?”
    “You know me too well. Thanks.”
    He lay down on a couch with his hands behind his head. The day had been fairly interesting so far. It sort of made him feel alive. And Alex Forbes grabbed his curiosity too. There was something about her. He smiled remembering how clumsy she was in heels. His iPhone rang.
    “Father.”
    “How was the media launch?
    “Went well.”
    “Heard you had a change of heart with the models. “
    He rolled his eyes. The director of marketing probably squealed on him for fear of being sacked in case anything went wrong.
    “Yeah, she’s perfect.”
    “I also heard she’s not a model.”
    “Which makes it more perfect. She’s relatable to every other person out there who likes to work out.”
    “Uh-huh,” his father said in a gruff voice. “I trust your judgement.”
    “Means the world, dad,” he said deprecatingly.
    “Watch out for that tone.”
    “Yes, Father.”
    “See you this Saturday. We’ve been invited to dinner.”
    “Fine,” Lucas said. “See you.”
    He placed his phone on the table and closed his eyes, suddenly looking forward to tomorrow. He wanted to know Alex Forbes better. It was a feeling he couldn’t shake off. Was she really smart? She seemed caustic; perhaps it was because she had her hands full during the conference? She looked lovely in that yoga outfit, she looked so simple she looked beautiful…he shook his head. What the hell was he thinking?
    He picked up his phone again and dialed Margo Temperley.
    “Mr. Conrad, to what do I owe the pleasure?”
    “Hi, Margo. I was wondering if you could send Ms. Forbes in without much fanfare.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “No huge makeovers. We like it simple. No stilettos or fancy outfits.”
    “That won’t be a problem.”
    “Thanks, Margo.”
    Lucas heard the smile in her voice. Personally, he liked it simple. He disliked high-maintenance women, even his own female cousins, children of his father’s younger brother. But all the women he