BILLIONAIRE'S LOVE
Chapter 28: Meanwhile, Work with Martin Davis?

"Good Morning, Sam." Quency said with a smile as she walked into Samantha's office.

"Good Morning, Quency." Samantha said smiling back.

"So, Your schedule is..." Samantha cut off Quency in a mid-sentence and said. "Clear my schedule for today. I'm not in a mood for meetings."

"Umm... Okay." Quency said.

"Start the Interior designing tender process. Inform about our tender to every Interior Designing company." Samantha said.

"Okay." Quency said.

"Noah is in London. He will not be back until next week. So, until then inform every company to be ready with there presentations. I and Noah will select any 2 and finalize the deal with any one company." Samantha said and Quency nodded and said. "Okay, Sam." And Samantha nodded.

"Still anything else?" Quency asked.

"No, that's it." Samantha said and got up from her chair.

"I will be in my private kitchen if you want me and inform the kitchen department head to come to my private kitchen." Samantha said.

"Okay." Quency said and they both walked out of the office and Quency went to her office and Samantha got into the Elevator and reached the Restaurant floor and the manager walked towards her.

"I will be in my kitchen." Samantha said and he nodded and Samantha went to her kitchen and looked around.

"Let's try something new today." Samantha said to herself and wore the Apron and started taking out some vegetables and started washing them.

"Excuse me, Ms. Samantha." A voice came and Samantha turned back and saw a girl of the same age as Samantha.

"Newly appointed Chitra Srivastav, Right?" Samantha asked and the girl Smiler big.

"Yes, Ms. Samantha. Nice to meet you." Chitra said as she forwarded her hand for a shake hand.

"Oh, call me Sam. And nice to meet you too." Samantha said and shook hands with her.

"I just wanted to see you. You know, I am always curious to know about the Kitchen Department." Samantha said with a small smile.

"I heard you are a chef too? I mean, Anaya. Shit, Quency told me." Chitra said and Samantha chuckled.

"I was. But, not anymore." Samantha said.

"Well, if you cook well then obviously you will become a chef." Chitra said and Samantha chuckled again.

"Hello, Ms. Julie." Came a voice and Samantha looked at the voice and saw Andrew.

"Andrew." Samantha said with a smile and walked towards him and hugged him.

"How are you?" Samantha asked.

"I'm Good. How about you?" Andrew asked.

"I'm good too." Samantha said with a smile.

"Am I disturbing you?" Andrew asked as he looked at Chitta.

"Of course, not!" Samantha said with a smile.

"I will leave you alone." Chitra said and Samantha nodded and Chitra walked out of the Private kitchen.

"Okay, then. Here, this is the file that you asked me about! I bought the details of Alexi like where she is going and what she is doing and with whom she is meeting and all from the past week." Andrew said as he forwarded the file.

"Then, did you found anything suspicious?" Alexi asked as she walked inside the kitchen.

"Lexi..." Samantha and Andrew said at a time.

"Yes, did you replace anything suspicious?" Alexi asked as she took the file from Andrew.

"I'm sorry." Andrew said.

"Sorry, my foot." Alexi said angrily.

"Alexi." Samantha said angrily.

"What, Sam? I already told you that it's work stress and nothing else. Then, why are you making an investigation on me?" Alexi asked angrily.

"Lexi, I didn't mean to do..." Alexi cut off Samantha in mid-sentence and asked angrily. "Then, what do you mean to do?"

"Sorry. I just want you to be happy and you know, if anything happens to you, I can't bear it." Samantha said and Alexi signed.

"Sam, look. I'm happy and it's just work stress and nothing else. I know, I always have your back to support me in my life. But, Sam. Trust me, there is nothing. I wasn't feeling well yesterday but also I did shoot on that beach and that's why I got a fever but now I'm good." Alexi said.

"I'm sorry, I will not do this again." Samantha said.

"Good... And you too Mr. Andrew. Don't do this next time." Alexi said and Andrew nodded with a smile and they hugged each other.

"My little sisters are the best." Andrew said and hugged Samantha and Alexi.

"And now, I'm hungry. I came here to eat something good which my sister makes leaving my mom's offer. You wanna join?" Alexi asked Andrew.

"Of course, Yes." Andrew said and Lexi nodded with a smile.

"Ahh! I forgot to say. I cleared your schedule for the next 1 week. So, take proper rest." Andrew said.

"What the hell?" Samantha and Alexi said at a time.

"What?" Andrew asked.

"I told you to clear her schedule for a whole month." Samantha said.

"What? 1 freaking month. Are you crazy? I'm a Hollywood A-lister for god's sake and not a businesswoman like you. People think I'm dead if I take even 1-week break." Alexi said.

"Yes, Sam. She can't take that long break and she signed 3 films last month and they are going on to sets this month's end. It's hard to get her even 1-week break." Andrew said and Samantha growled.

"Do whatever suits you." Samantha said and turned back and started chopping the vegetables.

Just then, Andrew's phone rang and he answered the call.

"Hello." Andrew talked on the phone while Lexi went to Samantha and hugged her from the backside.

"Please, don't be angry. You know, I can't take that long break." Alexi said.

"No, I am not angry with anyone and I already said it's your wish. I don't care whatever you do." Samantha said.

"Awee baby, please. Don't..." Alexi got cut off in a mid-sentence by Andrew.

"I'm so sorry. But, Jocker wants Alexi to be their model and spokesperson for their new video game. Their model who they did the agreement before went to emergency surgery and the launch is in 3 weeks." Andrew said.

"Are you serious? Do you want my sister to work again without taking a 1-week break too?" Samantha asked.

"Sam, Please. I can't rest at home for a week. Understand me. And Andrew accept it. I finally got the opportunity to work with a video gaming company. " Alexi said.

"Ok. I will send you the details." Andrew said and Alexi nodded.