Thread: Whatever comes up... (Silvamoon & Adam)

Life honestly couldn't get much better for Victoria Windsor, and she was enjoying every minute she could. What was not to love, really? She had a wonderful life, a fantastic job, and a man that she looked up to as a adoptive father that adored her as well. Victoria did not have much to complain about, if she overlooked the senior Mr. Ashworth's son Richard. For some reason the man seemed determined to despise her no matter how much she tried to smooth things over between them, and after knowing him for approximately ten years since being taken into the family there was little she could do to dispel the bad blood between them. Although Victoria had a great life now, it wasn't always that way. When she was 14 her parents were killed in a car crash, and with no siblings or close family relatives she landed herself in a predicament. When she saw a story on the news about a company that has a charitable program for youths with no family she saw no reason not to apply, and on the application she left out the fact that she actually had an uncle she had never met that lived across the country that she might have gone to live with. At the time Victoria hadn't bothered too much about that little white lie, until she was accepted into the program and quickly became integrated into the owner of the company's family. Even now just thinking about it from years ago was enough to make her feel guilty, so Victoria tried her best to put it out of her mind and focus on happier things. It seemed so inconsequential at the time, but she knew if the senior Mr. Ashworth ever found out what had happened he would be extremely disappointed in her and might even dismiss her from her job. The young woman just couldn't let that happen. Of course she would miss working at the company but what would bother her the most would be to disappoint Mr. Ashworth who had done so much for her. Sighing to herself Victoria wondered why she was being so nostalgic today and instead she turned back to the task she was working on. As the aide to Mr. Ashworth she was essentially being groomed to take over his position when he retired eventually, and she was determined to make him even more proud of her than he already was. Almost as soon as her blue eyes had focused on the documents on her desk the phone rang, and without even checking the caller id she picked it up. Hello? Her voice was clear and light, no hint of her earlier troubling thoughts present. Immediately after hearing who was on the other line her normally smiling lips turned down into a frown, and she had to suppress the urge to sigh again. Yes, Richard, I will be down in a --- Her resigned reply to the one person who did not like her was cut off abruptly when he hung up on her, and this time she could not hold back a groan of frustration. Generally their paths did not cross at work, but on occasion they did and he never wasted an opportunity to make her aware of his low opinion of her. Quickly her frown turned thoughtful when she realized that it was rare that he would actually deign to call her on the telephone and request her presence, but she did not think about it for long because she knew he could get irritated if he had to wait. Luckily the beverage station was on her way to the elevator, so she stopped quickly and poured two cups of steaming black coffee. Perhaps this would be the lucky day where they could set their differences aside, and it couldn't help to put him in a better mood with some caffeine. During the short elevator ride down one floor she checked her appearance in the mirrored doors of the car, making sure that her blonde hair still hung down in casual waves past her shoulders and the floral blouse tucked into a tight charcoal gray pencil skirt was neat. Standing at a petite 5'4 made wearing heels to the office a necessity, and today she was wearing simple black patent stilettos that boosted her height four inches. Stepping out of the elevator with coffees in hand she wasted no time heading straight into Richard's office, a tentative smile on her face. Hello Richard, what did you need to see me about?