Page 44 of The Billionaire's Second Chance

“Not in your dreams, Kevin. My services are for sweet souls, not grumpy oldies like you.”

“Come on, Lexie. I’m a fan and your only sibling. Don’t I deserve some privileges? Fine, name your price.”

“I’ll think about it. For now, you need to go so you don’t end up late for your meeting and blame it on me.”

“That’s true, I almost forgot. I’ll see you when I get back. Impressive work, Lexie. Bravo!”

***

It had been a long time since I made a public appearance at any sports event. Actually, I hadn’t felt the need since the accident. I felt like I had nothing left to give.

But today, talking about my achievements, my journey so far, and inspiring young soccer aspirants, I realized I had a lot to be grateful for instead of bemoaning my plight.

I had blazed a soccer trail in Half Moon Bay, and many looked up to me as their role model.I was still relevant, even though I had retired.

After the event, we drove to see the office complex. Joey had called earlier to confirm my availability, and I told her we’d be there.

Jackson was usually quiet when driving, unless I engaged him, which I rarely did. But today, he was unusually chatty. He made the forty-minute drive interactive, taking advantage of my good mood.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Brown,” Joey greeted me when I entered the office complex.

“Hello, Joey.” I smiled. “You can tone down the formality. Just call me Kevin.”

She hesitated. “I doubt that’s work-appropriate.”

“Look at it this way. We’re both Licia’s friends, so we don’t have to be strictly professional, even if we’re in a work environment.”

“But you’re still my client and technically my boss,” she maintained.

I chuckled.Why wasn’t I surprised?“You’re as stubborn as Licia, I see. But no more Mr. Brown, okay?”

“All right, Kevin.” She smiled. “Shall we begin?”

“By all means, Joey. Lead the way.”

We started our tour of the complex, going over every detail. Joey knew her stuff, and I was sure I made a wise choice investing with her.

“How’s Licia?”I asked. She stiffened at my question, her shoulders tensing.

“She’s good,” she replied without turning around.

“So, this area would be great for a mini recreational center. The demand for it would likely increase.” Joey continued.

“What’s she been up to these days? She won’t tell me much,” I confessed, not really paying attention to the work plan Joey was discussing.

“Mainly work...” She hesitated, holding back.

“And?” I pressed further.

“Just that, really. So, what do you think about the recreational center?” She asked, trying to change the topic.

I knew there was more. How was I supposed to get it out of her?

“Yeah, I heard you. Sounds like a good idea.

Has she met anyone new?”

“She meets new people at work every day, Kevin. She’s a nurse. Have you forgotten?” she replied sarcastically.