Grant shrugged. “It’s a 2.3-billion-dollar contract. We have a small percentage of it.” He pulled out the signed contract and slid it across the table. “Take a look.”
Randal slumped in his seat and said, “I’m supposed to be in charge of North American sales.” He looked at Martin, who still seemed stunned.
Grant tried to keep his face smooth. It was hard not to smirk. He looked over at Kate, and she gave him a triumphant little smile.
“Grant was working his contact, Randal. It is what it is,” Martin told him. He turned to Walter. “Well, Mr. CEO, as you can see, we’ve exceeded this quarter’s sales goal by four hundred percent.”
Walter closed his tablet cover with a snap. “I guess on that note, we’ll end the meeting.”
Grant accepted the handshakes from his coworkers in the hallway after the meeting. He saw Kate leaving then ran after her.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he said, smiling at her.
“Nice job for a no-count ex-marine,” she said.
He grinned at her.
“I knew you could do it.”
“Are you sticking around? Let me buy you a drink.”
“We came in for this quarterly sales meeting, but we’re about to head off again.”
“I’ll have to take a rain check,” Grant told her.
Kate didn’t say anything.
“Are you coming to Martha’s Vineyard?” he asked.
She raised an eyebrow.
“Look at you, throwing around fancy names like a rich brat.”
Grant pretended to be hurt. “I don’t want to be there by myself.”
Kate flicked her gaze over to Brandy then back to Grant and said, “I don’t think you’ll be alone.”
Grant grabbed Kate by the upper arm then guided her over to a doorway.
“I cannot deal with her. I can’t believe you guys stuck me with her.”
“Then fire her and hire someone else,” Kate said, throwing off his hand.
“I don’t want anyone else. I want you.”
“I work for your father,” she hissed.
“Why are you doing this to me? You know we’re perfect together.”
“I have to go. I’m flying to Asia with Walter in a couple of hours, and I need to prepare.” She tried to push past Grant, but he blocked her with his body.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t mean it. I drank too much.”
“That’s not my problem,” she told him and stalked off.
“I don’t mind if you drink too much,” Brandy said, coming up behind him and running her hand down his arm. Kate glanced over her shoulder at him, and he caught her scathing look. His day was going downhill fast.
Chapter 47
