Free Web NovelChapter 189: Chapter 189 Patterson.
I take off my headphones and place them on the desk beside me as I enter in my notes. I’m the one who has the final say in the theater and I want to make sure everything is perfect. My company is known for being meticulous, but that’s mostly because I am.
"Of course you have changes," Simon says beside me. I hear the exhaustion in his voice, but I know there is light at the end of the tunnel.
"Just a few," I say as I keep typing.
Hill Entertainment is my baby. Actually, it’s more like my demanding lover with all the time it takes up. The company I built from the ground up does a lot of things, but it has one main focus: create the best theaters in the world.
We can build a theater from the ground up that can be used for plays or concerts. We can also restore historic buildings that are used for shows and movies. I love what I do and it’s a lot of fun, but there is always work to be done. This theater is almost complete, and I can’t wait to see it all come together.
"You’re still typing." Simon leans over my shoulder, and I move so he can’t see my screen.
"I’ll send it to you when I’m finished." freewebnσvel.cøm
"Fine, but I expect you to bring donuts in the morning. I’m going to be here all night." He sighs dramatically as he falls back in his chair.
I close my laptop and drop it in my messenger bag as I shake my head. "No, you’re not, and don’t you dare tell Dean that I’m the reason you’re working late." Simon is a workaholic but tries to pin it on me. "I’m going to text him that I sent you home, but you wouldn’t leave."
"You wouldn’t dare." Simon sits up and puts his hand on his chest. "That hurt, Patterson. How could you?"
I smile and roll my eyes as I grab my stuff. "I can’t wait to hear her," I say, looking out of the sound booth and to the stage. "She’s going to be magnificent."
"You mind telling me why we don’t have a project lined up after this one is finished?" Simon narrows his eyes at me. We’ve worked together long enough that he knows something’s up.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about." I avoid his gaze and look for my keys.
"Liar." He holds out my keys, but when I go to grab them, he takes them back. "Tell me this isn’t because of Dean."
I want to play dumb, but Simon is my right hand and there’s no way he won’t see through it. "He may have mentioned you needing to take some time off."
"I knew it."
"He just misses you at home, and we’ve been going nonstop for as long as I can remember. I think it will be good for both of us to take a break for a bit." I don’t mention that Simon’s husband has a European vacation planned for the two of them and that he basically threatened to take my life if I booked another project.
"I love what I do. I’ve explained that to him."
I pat Simon on the shoulder, and he hands over my keys. "There’s no need to choose. You’ve just got to find a balance." He nods as I move towards the door. "Make the changes and we’re all set. I’ll be here tomorrow to run the tests."
"I’ll see you then," he says, and I wave to him as I walk out.
The theater we’ve been renovating is one of the oldest in the city. It’s been used for a lot of things, but originally it was made to be a music hall. The city’s historic preservation society swooped in and commissioned us to bring it back to life. The neighborhood isn’t the best right now, but they’re hoping that this place can change that. Some of the area is turning over and this will be a big addition to the community. It’s been one of my favorite projects ever and I’m a little sad to see it come to an end.
It’s definitely not because I don’t have anything waiting for me at home. I do a quick calculation of what I’ve got in my fridge for dinner, and I know I need to stop at the grocery store on the way home. Normally I don’t keep anything there, but with our break coming up I’m going to be spending a lot of time in my penthouse.
When I get to the curb, I pull up the app on my phone to request a car service. A few years ago, I tried having a driver, but I spent so many hours at work it was a waste. I usually just go from the place I’m working on to my penthouse and that’s it, so there’s nothing for the driver to do. I could take a cab, but I need to make at least one stop and I’d rather have someone waiting on me than having to flag someone down at each place. Most of the time I can slip them some extra cash and they’ll stay put while I get what I need.
The app chimes and tells me that my driver will be here in three minutes. I glance down at the picture and car, but the photo is so dark that it’s hard to make out what they look like. I tuck my phone in my pocket and glance around for a silver Mercedes. I guess driving around and picking up people pays well.
