he wants to inject some new blood into it.”
“A new investment?”
“Il Bosco.”
Steph had mentioned it to her. Eden Enterprises was tendering for the one million acres in the north west of Australia which made up Il Bosco. Steph had written a story about it for the newspaper after her senior editor had berated her for failing to get a lead on the story from Conrad the night of the ball.
Bree also recalled that her ex-boyfriend Trevor Daniels had a client who was interested in that property but she hadn’t seen Trevor for months and had no idea what he was up to at the moment. She was happy to keep it that way.
“I had no idea this would mean there’d be more w ork coming our way from Conrad,” Bree said.
“You should keep your ear closer to the ground, dear.” Olivia Kelly leaned back in her chair. “So you’re on first name terms with him.”
“It doesn’t mean anything. He insisted he didn’t like that kind of formality.”
“Don’t get me wrong, Bree. I’m pleased. It can only help ensure we win his business.”
“So you think he’s interested in a fresh public relations perspective for his new purchase.”
“I believe so,” Olivia said. “From what I understand, his offer for Il Bosco is in the process of being accepted but hasn’t been finalised yet.”
“And he wants both of us to meet with him?”
“Yes. Eden Enterprises is a successful company and we should do whatever we can to win Conrad’s business.”
Though she hadn’t said anything inappropriate, there was something about Olivia’s tone that put Bree on edge. It was always like this with her. And if you picked her up on it, she’d simply deny she’d meant anything by her comment.
Bree held the woman’s gaze. “I just want to make sure you understand if he’s interested in the firm it’s for our public relations skills. He’s not interested in me.”
Olivia looked down her nose at her employee. “If you say so.” Then she smiled. “This will be quite a coup for us, you know.”
Forcing herself to smile, Bree tried to concentrate on the task at hand.
T his wasn’t the first time she’d felt uncomfortable with Olivia’s suggestions.
* * *
Bree drummed her fingers on the handbag on her lap. “I knew he’d keep us waiting,”
She and Olivia were sitting on the black leather and chrome Barcelona chairs in the foyer of Eden Enterprises.
“He’s a busy man, my dear,” Olivia replied. “I hope you’re going to drop the attitude before we see him.”
“Have you ever seen me be anything less than highly professional?”
She took to her feet to avoid Olivia’s gaze just as Conrad Savage breezed into the room . Her stomach surged with excitement and a shiver ran up her spine. It must be the stress of dealing with a potential new client.
He was such a striking figure that Bree couldn’t help but be momentarily taken by him. His flat-fronted trousers flattered his physique, not a hard thing to do. The pants were an unusual shade of dark grey flecked with green. He wore a pale blue shirt that accentuated the breadth of his shoulders while at the same time bringing out the blue in his eyes. She’d expected to see him in a tie and business jacket but the two items were conspicuously missing.
Bree waited as Conrad’s eyes swept down her figure and she felt him taking in every square inch of her. She wore a crimson top that was low cut but still suitable for work, especially since she had a jacket over it. His eyes slipped over her sea green skirt down to a pair of black boots, then back up to rest on her face.
He ran one hand through his dark hair only for it to fall back into exactly in the same place. Stretching out his arm for a handshake, he greeted Bree with a smile, then strode past her and introduced himself to Olivia before she had the chance to do so.
“I know who you are, Mr Savage,” Olivia said.
Judging from the sultry look in the woman’s eye, she