A Deal With The Billionaire

EPISODE TWENTY SIX

THEME: The Egocentric Billionaire

CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA

CRAWFORD CORPORATION

“Do you think I am making things up?” Christopher whined into Benjamin’s ears like a whipped mosquito. “Just check this out.” He showed his friend the reply he got from Raven after texting her last night.

“What does she think of me exactly?” He resumed pacing up and down the office and muttered some weird profanities.

It really annoyed Benjamin that he had left a shoot that had gone for almost twelve hours all through the night. And he had, had to come running to his friend’s rescue thinking something awful had gone wrong with him.

If Benjamin didn’t know his best friend better, he would have tagged him a drama queen and an attention seeker. But who could blame him? Heartbreak does a whole lot of stupid things to it’s victims.

“I don’t see anything wrong in her response. So why are you getting worked up when it is obviously clear that you were rude to her? Christopher, this is rudeness!” Benjamin stated without mincing his words and also with a straight face.

Christopher stopped pacing immediately. His jaw dropped slightly feeling betrayed by his friend’s response.

“Are you really taking sides with her right now? Aren’t you supposed to be on my side as my best friend?”

Benjamin sighed. “I am friends with Raven too. All the same you started this rudeness fit and it is funny how you can’t take your own pill but can easily shove it down someone else’s throat.”

“That’s so low coming from you.” Christopher murmured.

“You were wrong. And you acting bitchy was insensitive of you. Fine! Jessica did you bad. I know. But this woman in question has her only child in the intensive care unit and about to he operated on this morning. So maybe, just maybe if you put aside your selfishness and be a little kind to her then maybe she would give some positive vibes too.” Benjamin scolded him.

He walked to the drawer next to Christopher’s chair and he pulled out a bottle of bourbon. He unlocked the cap and didn’t even bother to check for a glass before he gulped down a part of the liquid into his dried throat. Let us say that the stress from his job and Christopher was taking a toll on him.

Taking a moment to reflect on his friend’s outburst, Christopher realized he had done wrong to Raven. However, he still has no intention of acting sweet towards his fake bride so he wouldn’t give off the wrong signal.

He was off loving women, all they needed was getting played. Christopher had concluded.

“I feel you should apologize to her.” Benjamin said as he outstretched his slender body on his favorite couch. His fondness with the couch in Christopher’s office was not to be undermined. He always said that the couch made him very comfortable.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Christopher shook his head vigorously as he argued against his friend’s proposal. “Hell no. Blood no. I am paying her to work for me. So I can’t be the one being submissive, she has to do so.”

Benjamin shrugged before taking another swing at the bottle again. “Probably you have a better option or you have gotten a willing candidate for your fake marriage.” He said in a mockery tone.

For the first time since Benjamin walked into the office, Christopher stood still.

“There is no one else.” He dropped one of his hand into his pocket while the other hand rubbed his temples out of frustration.

“I am already getting tired of all this and we haven’t even started yet.” He hissed.

“What exactly is eating you up, Christopher?” Benjamin asked.

“Mom and the rest of the family wants to have dinner with Raven on Sunday!” He blurted out.

Benjamin sat up abruptly. “What?! Dinner this Sunday?!” He gasped out.

Christopher was happy that his friend finally got a hit of what he has been feeling.

“Now you get it. Dinner on Sunday.”

“Holy Lord!” Benjamin muttered.

“I did a great job at telling lies to the faces of my family members last night.” Christopher recounted what had happened at his family home last night. And he got the action he should have done for himself from his friend.

Benjamin rested the bottle in between his thighs before clapping his hands together. “Wow! Bravo! You did lie so smoothly!” He applauded.

“I don’t know if I want to do this, Benjamin. I don’t know anything about her. So what if our stories doesn’t correlate?”

“It only means that you and Raven have to make the stories correlate. You already know a bit of her background so all you have to do is ask her for more information.” Benjamin offered.

As always he was always preferring solutions to his best friend’s difficult situations.

Christopher scoffed. “I don’t want to go on any stupid date if that’s what you are suggesting.”

“So what do you call shopping together? Off dating scheme?”

“No. It is called business. Purely business.” Christopher insisted.

“Alright. No problem. Getting to know your business partner too is purely business my man. So I will advice we go down to the hospital now and act like the responsible men that we are and check on your fake bride.”

Christopher groaned inwardly. “Do I really have to do this?”

“Yes, Christopher Crawford. It is the only way you can act like a real son in law in the presence of your mother in law. So let us get this done and over with.” Benjamin answered.

“Okay.” Christopher gave in reluctantly.

Benjamin made a face like he would break down in tears any moment from now. “I can’t believe I had to ruin my perfect dieting plan by getting high on bourbon to make you change your freaking mind. Seriously, you owe me your whole life Christopher Crawford!”

Christopher couldn’t help the laughter that escaped his lips. “Don’t worry, I will repay you someday.” He took his suit jacket from the rack where he always put all of his jacket whenever he arrived at the office.

“I doubt if you can ever repay me.” Benjamin mumbled.

Christopher wore his suit without saying another word to his friend. He stepped out of the office and shut the door on Benjamin as he kept on mumbling to himself at how ungrateful his best friend has been lately.