Strictly Baby Business

“Yes, we’ll have everything sorted out for you by the time the contract is signed, and only after it has your signature will we send it off to you,” Sebastian spoke in a serious tone.

He turned and looked at the man on the TV screen in his office. He didn’t look happy, but Sebastian didn’t care. He had the control, not Hashimoto, his client.

The guy was sitting all the way in Iceland, and therefore they had to Skype their meeting to confirm the contract before he arrived in two weeks.

“That seems fair! Send the contract to my lawyer for him to review it,” Sebastian nodded silently and thanked him for his time before ending the call and then sending the plasma screen back into its space where the wall opened and closed.

“What a dick,” he muttered to himself and then returned to his desk where he pressed the intercom button.

“Wendy, have that contract sent to Mr. Hashimoto’s lawyer as soon as possible,” he didn’t wait for a reply and then logged onto his computer to check what was going on in the building.

It wasn’t easy to be in his position. Sure, he made around fifty thousand dollars a minute. It still took hard work to make that sum grow.

Sebastian heard a knock on the door and told whoever it was to come in while he wrote a few notes.

He didn’t look up at the person when he heard the door open and close, and he didn’t intend to.

Until he heard the very familiar voice.

Sebastian immediately jumped up from his seat and walked around to the front of the desk in respect.

“You said that you were coming tomorrow.”

The only reply Sebastian received was a nod.

“Then why are you here now?”

Sebastian watched the visitor as he walked over to the black leather couches and took a comfortable seat.

“I actually came to speak to you about Olivia.”

“Well, you’re wasting your time,” Sebastian said. He poured some whiskey for both of them and handed the other man a glass.

Sebastian took a seat on the couch opposite and straightened his tux.

“Just hear me out!” the man said, and Sebastian shook his head in determination.

“Not after what happened! I told you that I’ll find a way to meet your conditions! Why do you have to meddle?”

“Listen, what happened is in the past. I am sure he’s sorry about what he did and so is she. We can work everything out.”

Sebastian shook his head.

“He doesn’t regret anything! He never cares and always wants everything!”

“Everything is okay now, Sebastian.”

The other man’s calmness was getting to Sebastian, and he put down his glass.

“No, it isn’t! It isn’t okay, and you should know it! You would know if you were ever around, Dad! Why her? Why Olivia?”.

“Because I said so! It’s my company you want, and you’ll do what I say!”.

His father stood up from the couch in anger, and Sebastian glared at him.

“It’s your company, and yet I’m the one running it.”.

They watched each other for a moment, and then his father spoke angrily.

“Listen to me! You’ll do as I say! I’ll talk to you soon. Don’t screw up!” With that, he walked to the door and gave Sebastian one more look before he left, furious.

Sebastian slowly let a hand run down his face while taking a deep breath. Silence reigned for a moment before he grabbed his keys and wallet and walked out of the office.

“I’m taking the week off. Cancel everything.”.

Without waiting for a response, he went downstairs and got into his cherry-red Aston Martin.

He took his iPhone out of his pocket and dialed a number while driving to the best restaurant he knew. It took two rings until she answered, and Sebastian already started feeling better.

“Becky speaking.”

“Hello, Becky speaking.” Sebastian smiled. “Meet me at the restaurant in two minutes.”

“I work here dum-dum!”

Sebastian smiled. “I know. Take your break.” Then he hung up and parked his car. Slowly, he walked into the place and to his usual seat.

Before he got to his table, he saw her and smiled brightly as he spun her around in a hug.

“Hey.” He put her down and planted a kiss on her lips before they both sat down at his table.

“So why do you need my services?” Becky asked while playing with her pitch-black hair.

As Sebastian was about to answer, he realized that her hair looked exactly like Peyton’s.

“Hello?”

His eyes fell to her lips, and he couldn’t help but compare her red lips to Peyton’s plumper, redder lips. He remembered kissing those lips.

“Are we going to distract each other at your place?” Becky smiled at his words and nodded.

Suddenly, his thoughts went to Peyton finding the picture that meant so much to him.

What if she found the letters?

Even though they wouldn’t make sense to her, Sebastian found himself on edge and jumped up from his seat while making his way to the door. “Never mind.”

I have to go get the letters out of that book!

“Where are you going? I thought that we were going to help each other?”

Sebastian turned to Becky and sneered.

“No, you’re not helpful anyway. I only fool around with you because your ex pays me to.”

He was offended that she wanted to stop him for something so simple. What he said was true, and he would much rather go find those letters and see if his child was okay.

He opened the door to his car, and as he was about to get in, she stopped him.

“You don’t mean that, Seb! We both know that you don’t!”

Sebastian shook his head.

“I’m sure if you go stand on that corner, you’ll feel right at home,” he said, pointing to the corner with all those girls.

And then he got into his car and drove off, hoping to save his secret from Peyton. If she found out the truth, he wouldn’t know what to do.

She would ask about what happened, and all the memories would come back—all the flashbacks, and all the hurt.