By the end of the day, Ceaser's plan was fully formed and he was ready to execute it. He told Claire to cancel all his appointments before he made his way towards the elevator.

A minute later the elevator dinged open into the lobby. Ceaser stepped out and headed outside. All heads turned as he walked by. It had always been like that for Ceaser. He was an epitome of perfection and the ladies couldn't keep their eyes off of him. A man who has been the cover of the top business magazine - All Business Central - for three consecutive years. Had been labelled sexy, hot bachelor among other things. He was already used to the attention since the last issue of the magazine.

"Have a nice day sir" Clarence – the doorman - said as he opened the door for him.

Ceaser gave him a curt nod as he exited the building spotting Patrick and the car waiting for him in front of the building. Claire knew to call Patrick to get the car ready every time he left the office, she didn't need to be told again. Patrick held the door open and closed it after he got in.

"Where to sir?" Patrick asked after he got in and started the car

"Freddie and Co." Ceaser replied.

Ceaser arrived at Freddie and Co a few minutes later. He got out of the car and made his way into the building and towards the elevator. As he entered, the receptionist couldn't utter a word, she just gaped at him.

He pushed the button to the elevator and waited for it.

Oh, how he hated waiting.

It didn't take long for the elevator to arrive and Ceaser stepped aside as people exited the elevator, the last person stepped out gawking at him like the rest of the female population before she walked past him. Ceaser ignored her and moved to enter the elevator as he stared down at his phone just at the same time another person stepped out, their shoulders bumped which made a bag fall to the ground. Ceaser was already on the edge of losing it because of the wait and this person couldn't watch where they were going and it angered him. He was about giving her a piece of his mind when the woman bent to pick her purse and then the sleeping child in her arms caught his attention. She had brown hair just like the woman carrying her, in different shades. She looked so adorable. He was not a kids person but something about this child right here just made him melt at the sight of her.

He bent to help the woman gather her things and when she looked at him, he froze.

Jules smiled at him when they got her things.
"Thank you."

"You're welcome." He said as they both rose from the ground.

Coffee brown eyes. Hair in a simple bun. Work clothes that were sexy yet professional.

Ceaser never thought he'd ever be attracted to a woman who was plain and simple but something about her sparked an interest in him.

He was about to introduce himself when she gave him a final smile and walked away. He stood there watching her as she stepped out of the company building. He considered going after her but the elevator was closing and he had to get in quick. He got into the elevator before it closed shut.

Still thinking about her – the woman he had bumped into, he made it to the top floor and walked into the lobby spotting Freddie Danfort's assistant. She was pretty but so were many others.

She saw him approaching and quickly got up, her eyes went wide.
"Mr... Mr. Thompson." she stuttered.

The Thompson's never had any business dealings with Freddie and Co. so he never had a reason to contact him. But now he wanted to make a proposal which Danfort had to accept.

"Mr. Danfort here?" Ceaser asked her.

"Yes sir." She answered regaining her composure. "I'll inform him of your presence."

Ceaser waited...again.

"Sir, Mr. Thompson is here to see you." The assistant said into the intercom on her desk.

"Mr. Thompson?" Danfort sounded surprised.

Why wouldn't he? Ceaser couldn't blame him.

"Hmm, let him in." He said

"Yes sir." She smiled seductively at Ceaser. "He'll see you now."

Ceaser ignored her making a mental note to get rid of her when he got the company as he walked straight into Freddie Danfort's office shutting the door behind him.

"Mr. Thompson." Danfort stood. "What a surprise!"

Ceaser walked towards his desk
"Definitely is."

"Please, have a seat," he said

Ceaser sat down.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" Danfort asked.

"I'm here for business." He answered.

Danfort looked confused "I don't see how we can help you with that Mr. Thompson. We're not in the same line of work."

"I know. But still, I have a proposal for you." Ceaser told him.

He clenched his jaw
"Let's hear it," he said

"I know Freddie and Co. has gone bankrupt and you need people to invest to help you out. I'd like to invest, but I'd love it more if you're looking for a buyer." Ceaser paused. "So, name your price."

"I'm lost." Danfort leaned forward, resting his elbow on the table. "You're saying you want to buy my company."

"That's right." Ceaser also leaned forward.

"Why would you suddenly want to divert to my line of work? You own construction companies around the world and you want to buy my publishing company. Can I ask why?"

"Personal reasons," Ceaser answered. "So, numbers?"

Danfort sighed
"I don't think I'm ready to sell Mr. Thompson."

"You need investors to save your company Mr. Danfort and everyone in the business world knows your company has gone bankrupt. I'm pretty sure I saw no one lining up outside your office and you don't want to sell?"

"It's not my call..."

"Of course, it is. The members of your board with definitely be on board with the idea and you'll have to pay back your previous investors." Ceaser paused. "Mr. Danfort, I'm willing to buy this company and pay your investors back and any other person you owe, just name your price."

Danfort looked shocked and happy. He smiled.
"We have a deal Mr. Thompson." He stood up and stretched his hand.

Ceaser got up, buttoned his suit jacket before reaching for Danfort's hand. He smiled at him and nodded.
"I'll have my lawyer draw up a contract and have it delivered to you. I want to end this as quickly as possible"

He sighed "Your reason must be very important."

"It is," Ceaser said and walked out.

On his way out, Ceaser called his lawyer and told him to draw up the contract and have it delivered to Mr. Danfort today. He wanted to end all tides by tomorrow.

The week had gone by in a blur for Jules. It was fun because of lunchtime but everything else was the same. Everyone at the company knew they had a new CEO even though they weren't informed. But the news spread like wildfire and it was only confirmed when Freddie Danfort's assistant – Violetta – was fired and Freddie Danfort himself no longer came to work.

Jules walked into the company building with Ivy in her arms, she made her way towards the elevator and saw it close.
"Hold it please." She yelled and hoped whoever was inside would oblige and she sent a quiet thank you above when it opened up. "Thank you." She smiled as she stepped inside.

Ceaser had been going out of his mind trying to find the right approach to the woman that had his daughter and with over-taking Freddie and Co., it hadn't been easy. He had also had his mind on the woman he had seen his first time in the company. He had thought about her and he was surprised when she stepped into the elevator.

"No dropping bags?" He couldn't help asking

"Excuse me?" Jules looked at him.

"Last time we met, you dropped your bag." He said

It took Jules a few seconds to remember and she smiled.
"It was you."

Ceaser couldn't help smiling which took him by surprise because he hadn't smiled since forever. He couldn't remember the last time someone made him smile.

"Your daughter is beautiful." He said sincerely.

"Thank you." Jules didn't know why she felt weird talking to this stranger in an elevator. She did remember him from a few days ago and she remembered thinking he was good looking. But she hadn't talked to a man in a while much less one that looked like he just walked out of a magazine. Santos was the head of her department so, he didn't count.

Ceaser expected her to slip a sexy comment like all other women did after he gave them a compliment but Jules didn't.

Didn't she know who he was?

He was about to introduce himself when the elevator opened to the second floor – the daycare. He had taken the time to know what each floor of the company held.

"Have a good day," Jules said as she exited the elevator and he just stared at her wondering what it was about her that got to him.

Jules made her way to her office after she dropped Ivy off. She couldn't help thinking about him. She hadn't seen him around before.
Was he new?

"Morning Alice." Jules greeted her assistant on her way to her office.

"Morning Jules." Alice greeted back.

Jules stopped at Alice's door
"How many?"

"Four."

Jules sighed.
Santos was out to get her fired.

The day ended not as early as Jules had thought it would. She thought the four files Santos had sent to be reviewed would be easily done within office hours. But she was wrong, the files had been bigger than expected and it was days like these that she was more grateful for Sofi and Andy. She had informed them of her workload and since they both knew her work principle, they knew they were on Ivy duty, which they loved.

Jules made her way to the ground floor late that evening and was informed by Jerry that her car wouldn't start, so she went to the garage to start the darned car but as Jerry had said – it wouldn't start. After trying a few more times, she gave up and took out her phone and called for an Uber but there were none available at the moment.

Darn it!

She thought of who to call but she knew they would have to come to get her in a taxi if they found one at this time that is. Besides, she was heading to their apartment, it would be silly for one of them to come to get her in a taxi only to return. She finally gave up, took her bag and stepped out of the car. She was on her way out of the parking lot just at the same time Ceaser was driving out for the day.

Ceaser was beat, he had been swamped all day with handling his current and his previous company. On his way out of the parking lot, he spotted her walking out of the parking lot ahead of him. He pulled up next to her and honked making her jump, her heart rate went up a notch.

Ceaser rolled the glass down and Jules froze when she saw him behind the wheels of the very expensive car. She knew nothing about cars but she could tell this one was very expensive. Swallowing inaudibly at the sight of him again. He was so...

"Need a ride?" Ceaser interrupted her train of thought and she felt his voice deep in the pit of her stomach.

How could anyone be so hot?
Her heart did a double-take.

Jules looked at him then, really looked. The two times they accidentally met, she hadn't taken the time to see what he looked like because it wasn't even on her mind to do so and her sudden reaction to him now took her by surprise.
"Hmm..."

Who the heck is never sure to get into a car with him?
Ceaser frowned.
What was her deal?

"No, thank you. I'll wait for a cab."

"I doubt you'll get one at this time."

Why was he pushing her?
He thought.
He could just speed off and never look back. He was asking for trouble...and he was going to get it.

Jules was never one to get into just anyone's car but she did know who he was, kind of.
"I don't want to trouble you."

"You're not." Ceaser said, "I'm offering."

Jules smiled.
He was, wasn't he?
"You don't even know where I'm headed."

Ceaser smiled then pushed open the passenger's door
"Then hop on in and tell me."

Jules looked at the open car door.

"I promise to be a gentleman." He smiled and Jules couldn't help returning it as she got into his car.

Here she goes.

Ceaser drove with Jules next to him and he glanced at her.
"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Jules glanced at him
"What?"

"Your daughter."

Jules scoffed
"Are you implying that I'm a careless mum?"

"No. No, I wasn't."
Damn! He was going for a joke.
"How long have you worked for Freddie Danfort?"

"Five years." Jules answered, "I'm guessing you just joined the company."

Ceaser nodded.
"Something like that."

"How do you like it?" She asked

"Ask me that after my first month." Jules smiled at what that implied.

"What makes you think we'll be seeing more of each other?"

"It's a small company. I can easily track you down." Ceaser hadn't stopped glancing at her as she spoke. "Now I know where your daughter got her beauty from."

Jules looked at him, quizzically.

"You."

Jules laughed.
"I highly doubt that."

"Why's that?" He asked

Jules just smiled and looked away.

"But you are beautiful." He said, "You must have men lining up."

Jules sighed inaudibly.
Even if that were true, she wouldn't still go for anyone.