Chapter 8

Emma groaned. Her phone ringing this early morning was not what she needed. And it better not be a work call. The last thing she needed now was to have to go to work on a Saturday. Besides after getting that account for Reddings Plc. They should have let her get some days off.

She picked up her phone and checked the caller ID. It was her mom.

“Hi, Mom. Good morning,” she said.

“Hi, honey,” her mom said. “You sound grumpy. Did I wake you?”

“Yes, you did, Mom. But it’s okay. How are you?”

“I’m fine, honey. How’s work? Did you get that account you told me about?”

“Oh yes, Mom. I did,” Emma replied remembering the annoyingly irresistible guy the account came with.

“I knew you would get it. You were always such a smart young lady.”

Emma smiled. No one believed in her like her mom did. “How’s Uncle Ken and Aunt Jen?”

“They are fine. I’m glad I have them living so close. They take really good care of me,” her mom replied. “You know you