Chapter 50 "Convenient Meeting"

Eleanor's eyes narrowed. She didn't like the sound of this one bit. "A caller? Lily, I'm not an English girl who's being prepped for marriage at 16… a caller? Who wants to see me, please?" She burst into laughter with her secretary. Although she was laughing, she wasn't happy. For heaven's sake, she was tired. And she was supposed to be on break. "Tell the person I'm not in. That I'm closed for the day," she instructed her secrets, trying to salvage the situation. "I already did that. He insisted. In fact, they demanded to see you." "Demanded? Who the hell is that?" Eleanor said, rising from her table. Lily's expression turned serious, and she hesitated before speaking. "It's Owen, ma'am. A Mr. Owen Vanderbilt." "Wait, what!" "I think he's a top executive in the city. He's from the Vanderbilt family. I think I've seen him in one of those socialite magazines in the hood." Eleanor rolled her eyes at her secretary for her vocabulary in the workspace. "Ooops," Lily covered her m