Unless she managed to change his mind by turning into the perfect PA. Which reminded her...
‘I’m sorry I had that outburst in the meeting.’
He shrugged. ‘It needed something to liven it up.’
It didn’t change the fact that she should’ve had more presence of mind than to shout out during a business meeting. She bit her lip and glanced at him. ‘So, you didn’t find that meeting riveting?’
‘Absolutely not.’
She sagged. ‘I thought it might’ve just been me. Jet lag or something.’ She retrieved her notebook and handed it to him. ‘I’m really sorry, but my mind kept drifting off.’
He laughed when he read her notes—or lack of them.
‘I promise to do better next time.’
He handed the notebook back. ‘I only asked you to jot things down to keep myself awake.’
She wrinkled her nose. ‘Are all business meetings that dull?’
‘Not at all. Herr Gunther was just doing his best to bore and obfuscate.’
He’d succeeded with her. ‘Why?’
‘Because he favours one of my rivals and is hoping this other party can get a jump on me somehow.’
‘There’s a rival?’
‘There’re several, but only the one we need worry about.’
‘Will this rival get a jump on you? Should we be worried?’
His eyes suddenly blazed and one of his hands clenched. ‘I say bring it on. The harder and the dirtier the battle, the more satisfying it’ll be.’
Really?
‘Regardless of the cost, Addie, this is one battle I mean to win.’
She swallowed. Right.
‘The upshot of the meeting is that there’s been a delay in processing probate.’
The one thing Addie had fathomed from the meeting was that the person who’d owned the premises that housed the brewery and beer hall had recently died. Hence the reason the property would soon be on the market. The probate referred to the reading of this man’s will so his estate could be finalised.
‘Herr Gunther will try to draw that delay out for as long as he can, but we’re not going to let him.’
That made them sound thrillingly powerful and masterful. She clapped her hands. ‘So?’
He raised an eyebrow. ‘So?’
‘What next? Do we head over to these Schubert, Schuller and Schmidt’s of yours and come up with a game plan?’
‘They already have my instructions. You, Adelaide Ramsey, have the rest of the day off to do whatever you want.’
Really? That was the entirety of her work for the day?
‘Go out and explore. Sightsee.’ He glanced up when she didn’t move. ‘If I need you I have your mobile number. I’ll call you if something comes up.’
Right. She gathered up her things.
‘And, Addie?’
She turned in the doorway. ‘Yes?’
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