Ms. Baker

Samuel looked to Scarlet’s father, tilting his head. The guy was worst off than he thought, he supposed it were a sad sentiment when he thought about it. The guy had all that money and it wouldn’t buy his life back even if he tried. “Would you like something? Water? Juice, maybe?” the nurse asked the large man. She’d never seen him before but for some odd reason he were on the visitors list, which was also something that was new news to her. “No, I just wanted to come visit a old friend” he replied simply as he looked back to the older man. “Okay, well take your time” she walking back out of the hospital room slowly. The man had come with a folder full of documentation, for what reason she didn’t know, and it were not like he were actually speaking with the ill man either, he just sat there - it was odd to say the least.

Scarlet rounded the corner idly texting on her phone, her father had laid in the same bed in the same state for a month now. A stroke had done it. Left him a lifeless shell of himself, comatose. Maybe as his daughter she shouldn’t think to herself was a utter waste to keep the man on life support it was but she did have a lump some to inherit. Her mother just needed to, let go. Showing up here every other day was starting to ruin her social life and sex life for that matter. As she entered the room she looked up to see Samuel, this startled her a bit. After her stunt and his, she knew he were not done with her but- she also thought she had a little time to come up with some way to ease her out of the trouble she made. He didn’t give her much of that at all. “What are you doing here?” she asked him. So ominous was he as he sat right beside her father, manila folder in his large hand.

The clicking of heels drawed Samuel’s eyes away from the older man. As Scarlet surfaced, as he knew she would, having known ahead of time when she came and left the hospital, what days she visited, and exactly how to get his name on the visitors list. “Don’t ask me any questions” he told her. “I promised you something…” he told her flatly. “I didn’t realize the money you were banking on from this old man’s death majorly stemmed from his share in my company” Sam chuckled. “5 point 1 million dollars, sitting there, collecting interest on my name from your sake” he told her tossing the folder onto her father’s blanketed legs.

Scarlet tucked her cell phone into her Celine bag, and she shifted on her heel covered feet. “Are you spying on me now?” she asked him as she rounded the bed putting space between them. “None of that is important anyway, nor your concern. See your way out please” she said sitting the purse aside as she sat down next to her father.

“See my way out?” Samuel asked her as she sat her things aside and sat down across from him. There was a older man’s lifeless body separating them, he was the only thing separating them. “Do you know who the fuck you are talking to?” Sam asked her seriously. “Did you not hear me at that event?” he questioned. “Did you not take me seriously?” he wondered to himself no less. “Ten minutes. That’s all it took, a brief ten minute meeting and poof” he gestured all of it is gone” he smirked. “No shares, no stock, no inheritance” he told her. “Just like that” he said snapping his fingers.

“These days I am starting to question the man you are becoming, so I’ll answer no” she said back to him slyly. “I heard you, and felt the tugging of my ponytail all at the same time” she said flatly. Scarlet shook her head “impossible, he didn’t sign anything over. He can’t. He’s on life support” she said to him angrily. “By all means, try to blackmail me. We both can play that game, a couple bruises, and voila - an assault case. I mean how many people saw you at the party? Out of character? And so, out of pocket?” she asked him crossing her ankles.

Scarlet’s snarky remakes were getting up under Samuel’s skin; that was new. “Your mother signed actually, I hadn’t realized how uneducated she was. But it makes sense. I never ever saw her move without your father’s guidance. Sadly he is dying. And she’s left - vulnerable” he retorted. “She even signed his name like I asked. The dumbass” he said standing up from his seat happily.

Samuel was really starting to piss her off, and her mother was just as stupid as Samuel stated no doubt. Scarlet looked to him “and you are doing all of this is the name of what? A baby? It can’t be love” she told him. “You fucked her once and you’re in love enough to battle me and your family for her?” she asked him seriously. “Do you know I will end her and her career, just like that” she said snapping her finger, mocking him.

“Good I hope you do. It will be rewarding handing her 5 point one million dollars to rebrand herself and her company at your expense” sliding his hands into his pockets. “Rather I slept with her or not is not the point here. The fact that she’s having my child is. That’s enough reason” he shrugged. “Like I said, the money is gone, poof” he said looking to her. “Try as you might, it won’t end well” Samuel said shaking his head “so you should stop while you’re ahead.

Samuel looked to Scarlet’s father, tilting his head. The guy was worst off than he thought, he supposed it were a sad sentiment when he thought about it. The guy had all that money and it wouldn’t buy his life back even if he tried. “Would you like something? Water? Juice, maybe?” the nurse asked the large man. She’d never seen him before but for some odd reason he were on the visitors list, which was also something that was new news to her. “No, I just wanted to come visit a old friend” he replied simply as he looked back to the older man. “Okay, well take your time” she walking back out of the hospital room slowly. The man had come with a folder full of documentation, for what reason she didn’t know, and it were not like he were actually speaking with the ill man either, he just sat there - it was odd to say the least.

Scarlet rounded the corner idly texting on her phone, her father had laid in the same bed in the same state for a month now. A stroke had done it. Left him a lifeless shell of himself, comatose. Maybe as his daughter she shouldn’t think to herself was a utter waste to keep the man on life support it was but she did have a lump some to inherit. Her mother just needed to, let go. Showing up here every other day was starting to ruin her social life and sex life for that matter. As she entered the room she looked up to see Samuel, this startled her a bit. After her stunt and his, she knew he were not done with her but- she also thought she had a little time to come up with some way to ease her out of the trouble she made. He didn’t give her much of that at all. “What are you doing here?” she asked him. So ominous was he as he sat right beside her father, manila folder in his large hand.

The clicking of heels drawed Samuel’s eyes away from the older man. As Scarlet surfaced, as he knew she would, having known ahead of time when she came and left the hospital, what days she visited, and exactly how to get his name on the visitors list. “Don’t ask me any questions” he told her. “I promised you something…” he told her flatly. “I didn’t realize the money you were banking on from this old man’s death majorly stemmed from his share in my company” Sam chuckled. “5 point 1 million dollars, sitting there, collecting interest on my name from your sake” he told her tossing the folder onto her father’s blanketed legs.

Scarlet tucked her cell phone into her Celine bag, and she shifted on her heel covered feet. “Are you spying on me now?” she asked him as she rounded the bed putting space between them. “None of that is important anyway, nor your concern. See your way out please” she said sitting the purse aside as she sat down next to her father.

“See my way out?” Samuel asked her as she sat her things aside and sat down across from him. There was a older man’s lifeless body separating them, he was the only thing separating them. “Do you know who the fuck you are talking to?” Sam asked her seriously. “Did you not hear me at that event?” he questioned. “Did you not take me seriously?” he wondered to himself no less. “Ten minutes. That’s all it took, a brief ten minute meeting and poof” he gestured all of it is gone” he smirked. “No shares, no stock, no inheritance” he told her. “Just like that” he said snapping his fingers.

“These days I am starting to question the man you are becoming, so I’ll answer no” she said back to him slyly. “I heard you, and felt the tugging of my ponytail all at the same time” she said flatly. Scarlet shook her head “impossible, he didn’t sign anything over. He can’t. He’s on life support” she said to him angrily. “By all means, try to blackmail me. We both can play that game, a couple bruises, and voila - an assault case. I mean how many people saw you at the party? Out of character? And so, out of pocket?” she asked him crossing her ankles.

Scarlet’s snarky remakes were getting up under Samuel’s skin; that was new. “Your mother signed actually, I hadn’t realized how uneducated she was. But it makes sense. I never ever saw her move without your father’s guidance. Sadly he is dying. And she’s left - vulnerable” he retorted. “She even signed his name like I asked. The dumbass” he said standing up from his seat happily.

Samuel looked to Scarlet’s father, tilting his head. The guy was worst off than he thought, he supposed it were a sad sentiment when he thought about it. The guy had all that money and it wouldn’t buy his life back even if he tried. “Would you like something? Water? Juice, maybe?” the nurse asked the large man. She’d never seen him before but for some odd reason he were on the visitors list, which was also something that was new news to her. “No, I just wanted to come visit a old friend” he replied simply as he looked back to the older man. “Okay, well take your time” she walking back out of the hospital room slowly. The man had come with a folder full of documentation, for what reason she didn’t know, and it were not like he were actually speaking with the ill man either, he just sat there - it was odd to say the least.

Scarlet rounded the corner idly texting on her phone, her father had laid in the same bed in the same state for a month now. A stroke had done it. Left him a lifeless shell of himself, comatose. Maybe as his daughter she shouldn’t think to herself was a utter waste to keep the man on life support it was but she did have a lump some to inherit. Her mother just needed to, let go. Showing up here every other day was starting to ruin her social life and sex life for that matter. As she entered the room she looked up to see Samuel, this startled her a bit. After her stunt and his, she knew he were not done with her but- she also thought she had a little time to come up with some way to ease her out of the trouble she made. He didn’t give her much of that at all. “What are you doing here?” she asked him. So ominous was he as he sat right beside her father, manila folder in his large hand.

The clicking of heels drawed Samuel’s eyes away from the older man. As Scarlet surfaced, as he knew she would, having known ahead of time when she came and left the hospital, what days she visited, and exactly how to get his name on the visitors list. “Don’t ask me any questions” he told her. “I promised you something…” he told her flatly. “I didn’t realize the money you were banking on from this old man’s death majorly stemmed from his share in my company” Sam chuckled. “5 point 1 million dollars, sitting there, collecting interest on my name from your sake” he told her tossing the folder onto her father’s blanketed legs.

Scarlet tucked her cell phone into her Celine bag, and she shifted on her heel covered feet. “Are you spying on me now?” she asked him as she rounded the bed putting space between them. “None of that is important anyway, nor your concern. See your way out please” she said sitting the purse aside as she sat down next to her father.

“See my way out?” Samuel asked her as she sat her things aside and sat down across from him. There was a older man’s lifeless body separating them, he was the only thing separating them. “Do you know who the fuck you are talking to?” Sam asked her seriously. “Did you not hear me at that event?” he questioned. “Did you not take me seriously?” he wondered to himself no less. “Ten minutes. That’s all it took, a brief ten minute meeting and poof” he gestured all of it is gone” he smirked. “No shares, no stock, no inheritance” he told her. “Just like that” he said snapping his fingers.

Samuel looked to Scarlet’s father, tilting his head. The guy was worst off than he thought, he supposed it were a sad sentiment when he thought about it. The guy had all that money and it wouldn’t buy his life back even if he tried. “Would you like something? Water? Juice, maybe?” the nurse asked the large man. She’d never seen him before but for some odd reason he were on the visitors list, which was also something that was new news to her. “No, I just wanted to come visit a old friend” he replied simply as he looked back to the older man. “Okay, well take your time” she walking back out of the hospital room slowly. The man had come with a folder full of documentation, for what reason she didn’t know, and it were not like he were actually speaking with the ill man either, he just sat there - it was odd to say the least.

Scarlet rounded the corner idly texting on her phone, her father had laid in the same bed in the same state for a month now. A stroke had done it. Left him a lifeless shell of himself, comatose. Maybe as his daughter she shouldn’t think to herself was a utter waste to keep the man on life support it was but she did have a lump some to inherit. Her mother just needed to, let go. Showing up here every other day was starting to ruin her social life and sex life for that matter. As she entered the room she looked up to see Samuel, this startled her a bit. After her stunt and his, she knew he were not done with her but- she also thought she had a little time to come up with some way to ease her out of the trouble she made. He didn’t give her much of that at all. “What are you doing here?” she asked him. So ominous was he as he sat right beside her father, manila folder in his large hand.

The clicking of heels drawed Samuel’s eyes away from the older man. As Scarlet surfaced, as he knew she would, having known ahead of time when she came and left the hospital, what days she visited, and exactly how to get his name on the visitors list. “Don’t ask me any questions” he told her. “I promised you something…” he told her flatly. “I didn’t realize the money you were banking on from this old man’s death majorly stemmed from his share in my company” Sam chuckled. “5 point 1 million dollars, sitting there, collecting interest on my name from your sake” he told her tossing the folder onto her father’s blanketed legs.

Samuel looked to Scarlet’s father, tilting his head. The guy was worst off than he thought, he supposed it were a sad sentiment when he thought about it. The guy had all that money and it wouldn’t buy his life back even if he tried. “Would you like something? Water? Juice, maybe?” the nurse asked the large man. She’d never seen him before but for some odd reason he were on the visitors list, which was also something that was new news to her. “No, I just wanted to come visit a old friend” he replied simply as he looked back to the older man. “Okay, well take your time” she walking back out of the hospital room slowly. The man had come with a folder full of documentation, for what reason she didn’t know, and it were not like he were actually speaking with the ill man either, he just sat there - it was odd to say the least. 

Samuel shifted leaning back in his chair as she reacted like any woman would have her felt. He licked his lips “it was like two Worlds colliding. Kind of like the big bang theory…. destruction and disasters forming something beautiful. Very poetic really the whole situation” he said tucking some hair behind his ear. “I slept with someone but it wasn’t something I hadn’t pictured or thought about since the very second I saw them. I can’t stand her yet I don’t want to be too far away from her. It’s amusing. But I don’t feel even the smallest connection to you in comparison to her. It’s crazy I am starting to think, my dislike with her is actually just my anger in knowing I can’t have her…. or maybe it’s the fact that she is carrying my child I can’t bond with her the way I would like I don’t know” he shrugged. “But what’s clear is I don’t want to be with you Scarlet.” 

Scarlet reached for her glass and she took a small sip before she tossed it’s substance as Sam. “You piece of shit, you slept with the woman carrying your child. This entire time I thought we were building something here together but you’ve been playing family. Cute. Real cute” she said as stood up from the table. “Fuck you, Fuck her, And the baby” she told him as she walked away. 

“I think our ship sailed long ago. This has just been convenient. Nothing more really. And with this new kind of, fling thing and the baby. I think you’d just stand in the way of a few things around here” he told her as he finished the piece of toast. “I can’t really explain it not that I have to but, a connection. Like a spark. And it makes no sense to have a guilty pleasure over here and then you back at home… that’s not what I am all about you know” he breathed. 

“Excuse me?” Scarlet said as she squinted at Samuel irritatedly, actually it was an array of emotions that poured from her pores in a split second. “Convenient? For who? You?” she asked him. “Fling?” she said folding her arms over her chest “how did you even find the time to conjure an entire fling Samuel?” head tilted she shifted in her seat. “I’m standing in the way of this fucking child you keep talking about” she sneered. “The child that you are having to spite me basically” she said shrugging “that one? That’s the one I am somehow hindering from what? Being born?” she fired off. “I wish” she said sarcastically though there was a lot of truth behind it.  “GUILTY PLEASURE?” she said. “A fling, guilty pleasure, a spark - what did you do? Go fuck someone else?” she barked. 

“Incubator?” Samuel said with a raised brow, he couldn’t tell if she were joking or being serious but either way he wasn’t amused. “The baby and it’s mother aren’t a concern for you. I wouldn’t bring either up to you actually” he said kindly. “It’s has something to do with you and I. And my need to let you know… this isn’t going to work out” he told her. “I’m just… I have kind of connected with someone else” he said truthfully. 

Scarlet rolled her eyes the baby, the baby she thought in her head. Fuck the baby, she said eternally as she looked to him. “What isn’t going to work?” she asked him defensively. “Connected with someone else? When and how?” she asked him as she clutched her glass. “Connected?” she repeated “what do you mean by connected?” 

“You aren’t going to like what you are about to hear Scarlet” he exclaimed as he reach for his glass of orange juice. 

“Does this have anything to do with this mystery incubator?” she asked him. Scarlet moved to stand, heading towards the kitchen. She grabbed a glass and poured some champagne into it before carrying it back to the table. Lifting the orange juice and pouring some into it as well. 

“I think… maybe, we should talk” Samuel said closing the book he was reading and sitting it aside. He picked up a piece of toast and bit into it lightly as he looked at Scarlet expectantly. 

“These are the most words we’ve shared in weeks, so have at it!” she said eyeing him suspiciously. He’d come back from Hawaii on a natural high she wasn’t used to and it left her wondering how that resulted in her being left in the cold. In her mind it should have been the exact opposite. 

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“No sir I am afraid not. All of the letter was returned. All of it” she said discreetly as she shifted on her high heels. At Scarlet’s words Patty looked to Sam, she herself had nothing to offer the clueless woman. And to hide her amusement she couldn’t look upon her dumb face. She had to gaze at Samuel instead, straight face. 

Samuel tried to keep his composure before them both, “just get rid of it, I don’t want to see it. Even the envelope” he commented, “shred it or something” he offered Patty as he avoided Scarlet. “She’s no one important at all” he lied blatantly. 

At his comment she raised her brow at them both, he were lying about something or maybe she just couldn’t know. However, not being included in any of what they were talking about annoyed her a little. A pinched nerve somewhat, it nagged at her as she sat there. At his words she just nodded her head at him and moved to stand up. “I have to go freshen up, I am having lunch with a friend today and we will be doing a little shopping. So I will see you later” she said leaning over to kiss his lips sweetly before she excused herself from the office completely. Part of her wanted to go downstairs but, whatever this letter was truly wasn’t her business. 

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Standing right outside the door Patty rolled her eyes harshly as she overheard both Samuel and Scarlet. The woman was only here to woo him into her own pregnancy, the jealous bitch, Patty thought to herself. Every attempt to sleep with the man since returning to the US had failed yet, somehow she still showed up and as always he never pushed her away. Opening the office door Patty announced herself with a fake yet believable smile. “Sorry to bother you both Mr. Evans, however” she said clearing her throat “Miss” she stopped looking to Scarlet “Jones… returned that letter back. The delivery man” she said looking to him slightly “is downstairs and wants you to sign off on it?” she said questionably. “Miss Jones said, that you could use the letter at you own home….” she said lacing her hands in front of her. 

Samuel looked up to Scarlet slowly, they were not an item what were she talking about. They merely had sex in Greece. Which shocked him to say the least, however, with much luck his feet nor friend failed him that day and they had sex. It were just sex, however he’d seem to have mistaken himself. As Patty surfaced he looked to the woman. Squinting slightly he raised his eyebrows, reaching his hairline they stayed. “Are you joking?” he asked Patty, dismissing Scarlet completely. 

He hadn’t answered her, not offering a single word to her at all. As the door opened she turned her head to see Patty, the woman happened to be a sweet delight. At their beckoning call, she knew Sam so well she’d become a great companion in the home. At her message to him Scarlet looked over to Sam confused. She’d never heard of a business partner named Jones? Maybe this Jones person is who had managed to change the man. His response confirmed just that. “Who is this Jones woman?” she asked curiously. “What’s her title?” she asked them both. “Why are you signing off on a letter, what’s in this letter?” she chuckled obliviously. 

“If it would make you happy Scarlet I will go to said event with you. Forsaking my happiness and what I believe in, in the moment” he said as he grabbed a pen from his desk. “That’s the case with everyone anyway…” he mumbled roughly. “I have so much paperwork, here, I really need to get to all of this…” he said dismissed her slyly. 

“Clearly it is so much deeper than a party Sam. And baby I-” she paused sighing. “I don’t know what’s going on because you won’t tell me. You have to talk to me, and communicate these things. Like what you are feeling and why you are feeling it” she said to him. “Don’t just turn me away and brush it aside” she said looking to him. “How is this going to work?” he asked “especially with a child, from another woman being added to the picture” she said lowly. 

“I know you didn’t, I am just speaking generally” he told her as he passed through paperwork. “I can’t afford to go away again, work, won’t let me. Even though work’s ass is the reason why I DO run off to clear my head” he told her, the coded message was stupid he could tell her how he truly felt and about who he were talking about. But he also knew who he were dealing with. Samuel sighed as he shifted in his seat sitting back tiredly. 

“Are we even really talking about work right now, because I am confused?” she said not following. Scarlet sat back in her seat and folded her arms as she looked to Samuel. “I don’t know about any of... this” she gestured “but what I do know is, for the rest of us who just want to have a good time. I wish you’d lighten up and turn that frown upside down” she told him. 

“I spent Thanksgiving there to put up a fake united front, that was more than enough for this year” he said without budge. “The only family I have is currently 21 estimated weeks away from still being born” he said. “Of which by the way I would be an amazing father to and work nor anything else would ever keep me from being there for him and her as much as I possibly could!” he argued a point loudly, of which had nothing to do with the topic or Scarlet. “Yes this is about work… the bitch” he said rolling his eyes as he looked back down. 

“Oh dear heavens” she said as he refused to just agree to go and leave it at that. At his comment on the child he yet still were expecting she shuddered slightly looking away and she licked her lips. “I see” she said without much else to offer. As he continued she furrowed her brows, he were going off on a tangent about something that was so far off topic at the moment. “I didn’t judge your parenting Samuel. I know you would be a amazing father. You are an amazing man after all” she said seriously. At his next set of words she raised her brows, the man hardly came out of character and when he did he still carried himself with much more class than what he were displaying. Bitch, she hadn’t realized was in his vocabulary. “Maybe you need to get away again? My treat?”