Page 63 of The Billionaire's Special Relationship

They were in Stuart’s office on the top floor of Dellstone Watersports. Stuart signed the final documents and then he looked at Mel. “Is that it?”

“That’s it,” Mel said as he collected the paperwork. “You are now, officially, the owner of seventy-five present of your company. You got your company back, in other words,” he said with a smile. “Alan, Clare, and Nora are relegated to their original twenty-four percent. And not a dime more.”

Stuart smiled and leaned back in his executive chair. He knew it was an accomplishment.

Mel shook his head. “It had to have cost you a fortune to buy off all the smaller investors. Not that you don’t have a billion fortunes, but why did you do it, Stu? Why bother? You have more money than you can ever spend, and you had a forty-nine percent stake in this business without all the headaches that comes with majority ownership. You could have just sit back and relax.”

“And let Alan and Nora run my business in the ground? No way.”

“But you didn’t just get your fifty-one percent back. You managed to reposition yourself far better than you had positioned yourself before that takeover.”

“I have a wife now,” Stuart said. “I’m positioning her. She’ll take over when I step down.”

“Does she know that yet?”

“I do now.”

They looked as Tabby was walking into the office. “Hello Mel.”

“Hey Tab. This man has big plans for you.”

She smiled as she walked toward the desk where Stuart was sitting.

“Although,” Mel added, “I don’t know why he’s starting you at the bottom of the company.”

“What bottom?” Tabby asked. “I went from a rideshare driver to the Executive Assistant to the Founder and Chairman of the Board of Dellstone Watersports, Incorporated.”

Mel laughed. “I hear you.”

“What bottom are you talking about, Mr. Weiss?” she said as she went behind the desk and stood beside Stuart’s chair. “I’ll show you the bottom. This is like heaven for a girl like me.” Then she looked lovingly at Stuart. “Hey babe.”

“Hey,” Stuart looked lovingly at her. “They keeping you busy?”

“Every step of the way. This is my first break all morning.”

“Good. That means you’re learning a lot.”

“I am.”

“I still can’t believe you didn’t want a big wedding, Tabby,” Mel said. “What young girl doesn’t want a big white wedding?”

“This young girl,” Tabby said, pointing to herself. “I wantedto spend my time getting to know the ins and outs of Dellstone rather than planning for some fancy wedding.”

“But you could have had the wedding of the century. But instead you and Stuart get with Lou and Joshua, call in a pastor, and say your vows at the penthouse.”

“She’ll get a big wedding, don’t worry,” Stuart said, “whether she wants one or not she’s getting one. I may even get my guys to track down her family members and invite them to come. But we’ve had enough drama. We just want some peace and quiet right now.”

“Amen, amen, amen,” Tabby said.

“Have you heard from Alan or Clare?” Mel asked Stuart.

“Nope. Alan’s no longer employed here, since I can’t trust him. And Clare’s still got Nora on her brain. She’ll come around one day hopefully.”

“Hopefully,” said Tabby.

Stuart stood up. Which Mel viewed as his cue. “Well I’d better get out of here,” he said. “See you lovebugs later.” Then he said his goodbyes and left.

Stuart pulled Tabby into his arms. “I’ve been waiting all morning to hold you,” he said.