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An Unexpected Visitor ...
An above average looking middle aged man enters the room. He possesses a subtle disposition which hides a tinge of desire. Dylan Smith is 6 ft. 3 in. tall with profound chestnut brown hair that is always neatly coiffured and provocative unfathomable chocolate eyes. The eyes seems to be a mirror image of Celine's. She rises from her seat and comes around to greet him, throwing her arms tightly around his neck.
Celine remembers Dylan visiting her mother on numerous occasions even though she was quite young at the time. He always had a gift for her. Then he would send her off to play with her new item and be with her mother. His visits abruptly terminated just prior to her mother's trip to America, and her hasty departure minutes after leaving Celine on the Smith's door steps.
"Dylan, Uncle Dylan, how are you! What are you doing here?"
"I came to pay a visit to my little angel. Besides, I am planning on staying here permanently now. Don't look so surprised. Sooner or later, you knew I'd probably want to stop traveling abroad and settle down. I am planning on being a part of Brandon and Zach's firm."
"Oh, Uncle Dylan, that's great!" Celine coos.
"Just Dylan, please honey. That Uncle Dylan sounds so archaic. You know I had been making several trips back and forth between Davenport and Europe. Getting my affairs settled so I could move here permanently. Or at least I thought you knew?!"
"No, I didn't! I've been so upset about the cancellation of the wedding. Jake transferring to a university in Wellington Heights and now he’s not coming home for Christmas, I guess I just wasn't paying any attention to anything else that was going on. But I am so glad that you're here."
"Sounds like you have a scheme in the making, honey!" Dylan submits.
"And with your help, Dylan, I might be able to make it work.'" Celine replies.
"You know that I would do anything for my little angel!" Dylan retorts giving Celine a hug.
"I know I can always count on you, dear Dylan!" Celine replies hugging him in return.
"Yes, you can my angel!" Confirms Dylan.
"I know that once Jake has returned to Davenport, things will return to normal. How could he want any woman when he could have me?" Celine can't believe that any woman could touch her charm and beauty.
"Those are my sentiments exactly. But you leave the schemes to me, Angel! I can promise you that I will find a way to return your Jake to you. Then, my dear, it is up to you to make sure that he never leaves again, okay?" Dylan promises.
"Okay. Now what do you have in mind?" An excited Celine quizzes.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head about it, angel, like I said, I will take care of everything!" Dylan rejoinders mysteriously.
Thinking Things Through ...
With a quick peck on the cheek, Dylan is gone. Celine feels much better after his visit. She doesn't know why, but visits with Dylan seems to be a soothing balm to her troubled spirit. Celine wonders how she would ever get along without Dylan.
With a slight dismissing gesture, she decides to tackle the mountain of paper work on her desk and calls Jane in to assist her. The day always passes faster when she throws herself into her work. And Celine is very anxious for the day to end!
Brandon and Kelli returned to the office after a relaxing luncheon. Brandon knows that Kelli will give him good advice and he contemplates their earlier conservation. She has said just to leave things alone and trust in Kaitlyn to do the right thing.
Brandon as always a man of action, and doesn’t believing in leaving anything to chance that he feels he could better handle. Brandon’s motto is if he can’t fix it, then it needs to be trashed. But this time, he would adopt a wait and see attitude.
"If thoughts were gold, lad, you would be a rich man by now!" Kelli says.
"I’m sorry, Kelli. I'm just wondering how this will all end. And besides, I am a rich man!" Brandon replies smiling.
"There is no way of predicting the future Brandon, though some take a good stab at it. We do have a small hand in the outcome, you know. Given certain circumstances, the outcome is predictable. In the case of Celine, the outcome is highly unpredictable, I am afraid." Kelli muses.
"Hey, don't start getting philosophical on me. I passed PHIL 1101 and I don't need a refresher course." Brandon replies rather grimly.
"Okay, so are you going to let Kati work here part time?" Kelli asks.
"I will only let her work until I can get a permanent replacement. I like having her to come home to after a day at the office." Brandon laughs.
"Then let her work in the mornings" Kelli suggests.
"Kati is not a morning person. 1:00 pm to 5:00 pm is more her "cup of tea". Things are pretty slow until then anyway." Brandon explains.
"I see you have things pretty well decided." Kelli replies.
"Yea, so why don't you run along and let me get some work done." Brandon dismisses her.
"Hey, I know when I am not wanted. Bye, Brandon." Kelli grins.
"Bye Kelli, Girl. By the way, thanks for being my friend!" Brandon returns the smile.
"It’s not like it’s hasn’t been a pleasure." Kelli laughs.
Setting the Stage ...
Kelli is gone. Brandon doesn't notice the tall figure entering the room until he overshadows his desk. It is Dylan Smith.
"Dylan, have a seat", Brandon motions to the chair directly in front of his desk. This chair had been previously occupied by his good friend Kelli.
"What can I do for you?" Brandon asks grudgingly.
"For starters, you can tell me what's up with your son and my Angel?" Dylan’s voice is raised an octave.
Brandon is unprepared for the tone in Dylan's voice. He is generally the soft-spoken type. There seems to be some agitation in his voice. That puts Brandon on the defense.
"Meaning what?" Brandon immediately goes into self-protective mode.
"I mean why Jake's not coming home for the holidays, and how long he plans to keep Celine in suspense?!" Dylan demands.
"My son is keeping Celine in suspense?!" Brandon asks fringing innocence.
"Yes, and I think they need to go on with the wedding and put this childish bickering aside." Dylan continues his assault.
"I really didn't think it was any of your business?" Brandon is tired of this conversation and is becoming extremely disconcerted.
"Celine made it my business." Dylan states flatly.
"Listen, Dylan. My son will be 21 years old on his birthday. I think that's old enough to make decisions, don't you? Celine is even older. Why don't we leave it up to them to decide their own life? I will offer my son all the help he needs when he asks for it." Brandon feebly attempts to end the conversation and return to the papers on his desk.
"Then you don't plan on interceding in Celine's behalf?" Dylan probes.
"No!" Is Brandon’s reply.
"I see, and then this conversation is at an end?" Dylan concludes.
"That's right." Brandon confirms, feeling extremely uncomfortable; this being evident by the slight blush in his cheeks.
"So, I'll see you at the new office in the morning." Dylan states.
"That’s right." Brandon says sighing heavily.
"What time should I expect Kaitlyn?" Dylan is not willing to give up his badgering too soon.
"You can expect to see my wife at 1:00 pm." Brandon says looking up with his face now turning an unflattering red.
"That’s fine." Dylan replies feeling completely satisfied with the results he is observing.
To Be Continued ...
A Tangled Web Of Deception 5
- A Tangled Web Of Deception 5
Brandon is in the hospital with a heart attack. He's not sure how he got there but its obvious that Dylan had a hand in it. Will he get away with it? Only time will tell!
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