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MidReal Story
Winning Hearts at the Winston Group
Scenario:Sebastian Winston of the Winston group has hired a new secretary, who has plans to be the new Mrs. Sebastian Winston at all costs.
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The Secretary
ambitious and cunning secretary aiming to marry Sebastian.
Landon Winston
young son of Sebastian, relationship with his father and the Secretary, blond hair, innocent and curious.
Sebastian Winston
wealthy businessman and single father, relationship with Landon and the Secretary, tall with dark hair, ambitious and protective.
"Sir, your son is here."
I looked up from my computer monitor.
Landon?
Here?In my office?
I was about to tell her that she must have made a mistake when I heard a knock at the door.
And then, as if he was a visitor, my four-year-old son poked his head inside.
"Hi, Daddy!"
He smiled, his bright blue eyes lit up with excitement and his blond hair sticking out every which way.
It was in desperate need of a cut.
That was why I had gotten a call from his daycare an hour earlier saying they were sending him over.
His hair was too long and they didn’t feel comfortable cutting it.
I’d had to rush over here and drop everything to take him myself.
Even though I was the CEO of the Winston Group, one of the biggest conglomerates in the country, I was also a single father and my son’s haircuts were my responsibility.
I tried to refocus on the stack of papers in front of me, but my mind kept wandering back to the Secretary's knowing smile.
The sound of Landon's giggles and the rustling of papers from the next room momentarily distracted me from my unease.
I glanced up to see the Secretary walking back into my office, a notepad in hand.
"Sir, I've taken the liberty of making a list of the ingredients we'll need for the cookies," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.
I raised an eyebrow, unsure if I should be grateful or wary of her sudden enthusiasm.
"Thank you," I replied curtly, taking the notepad from her.
As I scanned the list, Landon burst into the room again, this time holding a worn-out picture book.
"Daddy, can we read this before we bake?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
I hesitated for a moment, feeling the weight of my responsibilities as CEO bearing down on me.
But one look at Landon's hopeful face and I knew I couldn't resist.
"Okay, buddy," I said, setting aside the papers and pulling him onto my lap.
The Secretary lingered by the door, her eyes fixed on us with an intensity that made my skin crawl.
As I began to read, Landon snuggled into my chest, his small body warm and comforting.
The sound of his giggles and the rustling of pages filled the room, momentarily pushing aside my doubts about the Secretary's intentions.
But just as we were getting to the good part, my phone rang, shrill and insistent.
I groaned inwardly, knowing that this was not going to be good.
"Landon, Daddy has to take this call," I said, reluctantly handing him over to the Secretary.
As I answered the phone, her eyes locked onto mine, a calculating glint in their depths.
"I'll take care of him, sir," she said smoothly, her voice dripping with false sincerity.
"Why do you trust her, Daddy?" Landon whispered, clinging to my shirt as the Secretary led him away.
I hesitated, caught off guard by his perceptiveness.
"Sometimes, buddy, we have to trust people even when we're not sure," I replied, feeling the weight of my own uncertainty.