She Rules The Wolves 73 Call A One Woman Meeting

Cally c.o.c.ked her head to the side. This guy was something else she had to hand it to him. He had placed all the fault with her. "Oh?" His smile got larger, like a shark. "Yes, you can't fire me. I can not be fired by an individual. My position can only be terminated by the board of directors. Again I am sorry for the misunderstanding."

Oh he was a c.o.c.ky b.a.s.t.a.r.d! She didn't like him. Ignoring him for the moment, "Jaime, it's nice to meet you. The accommodations are satisfactory?" Shaking her proffered hand, "Indeed, And it's a pleasure to meet you. I met Rebecca briefly many years ago. I doubt she would have remembered something like that and told you?" Inside he was quaking. Rebecca Wotan had short temper. But this version of the Wotan looked amused. He didn't know what to think. "Um, I hope bringing an additional guest was not a problem. Thomas found out I was coming to meet you and thought he should also meet with Rebecca's heir and discuss a few matters."

Cally flicked her hair over her shoulder before finally turning to put Mr. Howell the fourth back into her eyes. Ignoring people is a lovely easy insult. "I don't antic.i.p.ate any further problems with your guest." Both men heard 'Your Guest', she was not accepting him as her guest. Cally walked into the kitchen area. Fully equipped, nice. Perfect for the girls. Opening the fridge she pulled out a carafe of ice water and poured herself a gla.s.s. Taking a sip, she finally responded to the arrogant a.s.shole's comments. "Mr. Howell in the future please refer to me as MISS Wotan. I prefer this to the more militant Ms. It is more reflective of my age. As to it being my fault for not having a big enough presence on social media for your benefit. Image having more money than most governments. It's not wise to advertise." Another sip of the water and she pulled out her cell phone. "Hey, Siri, call Ronald Holmes."

A computer generated voice responded 'calling Ronald Holmes.' Thomas Howell IV lost his shark smile and Jaime Antunez turned a worried face to Howell. Both gentlemen knew that Ronald Holmes was the company's chief lawyer. He had an impressive array of subordinates and not many people could call him directly, let alone speak to him. "This is Holmes and a.s.sociates. How may I direct your call?" Cally had the call on speaker as she looked around the bungalow. "Oh, if you could, tell that old flea bag, Cally Wotan would like to speak to him."

"One moment." With these words Howell lost some confidence but not much. He still didn't expect the call to go through. After all even he couldn't just call up Ronald Holmes! He needed to make an appointment just to call and she called him a flea bag? "Miss Wotan, it is wonderful of you to call. I was wondering when would be a good time for me to contact you." Cally looked over at a stunned Howell. She smirked and mouthed the words, 'Miss Wotan'.
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"Ronny you're on speaker. I have Jaime Antunez and Thomas Howell the fourth here at Clan Home." "Oh? So you're still at Clan Home? Has that boy of mine introduced himself?" Howell was further surprised that this chit of a girl seemed to know Ronald Holmes and family. He listened to some more small talk before the conversation turned.

"So the reason I called you, you old Shyster, is CEO Thomas Howell IV says I can't fire him. What's your opinion?" A moment of silence followed before, "Well, you can't fire him" Howell instantly returned to the shark smile with these words but quickly lost them. "You can't fire him as Cally Wotan but as the Chairperson with over 70% of the shares you can call a one woman meeting and vote with just your shares and he's outta there." Cally was watching the pa.s.sing expressions on Howell's face. "Ronny you are still the best lawyer money can buy. Thank you. You need to come visit. We'll terrorize your son. What do you say?"