Earlier as April had parked her car, Lucy was busy and in a comprising position with a wealthy older director in his car when she heard a car pull in and park beside them.

She had stopped fooling around with the older director when she saw April, she was surprised and instantly angered. She was stunningly beautiful. Lucy gritted her teeth in rage, why was she here? Who gave her couture clothes that even she couldn't afford?

"What is it darling?" Director Compton stopped kissing Lucy's neck for a moment and looked at the beautiful girl walking in front of his sports car. "Do you know her?" He licked his lips.

Lucy saw his interest peak in April and an idea came to her as she smiled wickedly. She turned to the older Director and smiled as she replied.

"That is my stepsister April, would you like to meet her?" She innocently mentioned to the grinning Director.

Director Compton was a Director of finance in Davis Conglomerate. Lucy had spotted him at a banquet and after his wife went home she had got close to the older man.

Director Compton was of course flattered and with his wife away he took Lucy to a hotel that night and he had ploughed into her all night long. He didn't mind that she wasn't a virgin after all he had a wife and he was only after a young beauty to accompany him.

Thinking he could have two young beauties accompanied him he grinned in delight. "Yes, set up a meeting." He licked his lips before turning his face into Lucy's chest.

Lucy was indeed disgusted with the older Director, she had seen her chance to maybe attend a banquet or a dinner and get close to her ideal man CEO Dean Davis. All these other men were just stepping stones and if she failed she still had James Stewart, he would one day take over his father's company.

But at the moment she had to keep her options open. In order to meet her grand prize Dean Davis, this was the second director she had slept with, also one secretary but none had so far brought her to any events.

She thought she could exchange her sister for a meeting with Dean Davis or at least a company dinner, where she could bump into him and make her move.

She wanted to follow her sister upstairs. "Let's go upstairs and continue this?" She lifted the older Director head from her chest.

"I can't I have to be home for dinner, let's do it here quickly then I will drive you close to home." He then unbuttoned his pants, he missed her look of disdain and nausea.

"Okay." She gave in. For now, she would have to continue to sleep with him until she could get her sister to meet the Director. Unbridled moans and groans filled the car.

Upstairs April had made a simple dinner of smoked haddock and cod pie as sides she added spinach and shredded savoy cabbage. She looked at her dinner and smiled she would build up her body strength slowly with healthy meals and then she would train her body.

Only by doing this can she move forward and protect herself from and dangers. After years of light bites and tiny portions, her health wasn't what it should be nor was her strength.

She looked at the portion and it was too big for her, she forgot Tom wasn't here to help her eat it. Sighing she looked at the wall clock. It was 8 pm now, Tom would have eaten already. After year's of leftovers, she didn't like to throw away good food. She decided to get herself bowls and oven dishes for one person so she wouldn't make too much in future.

She got an idea and portioned out two separate portions. She placed one plate on her dining room table and the other she took to her front door. Gathering courage she walked to Condo number eight and knocked.

Click

The door opened and she saw Dean's face light up, he was about to speak but she interrupted.

"I made too much... enjoy!" She pushed the plate into his hand and walked to her own condo before closing her door.

Leaving Dean stupified and staring at her closed door and then the plate, his lips curved up slightly. He was surprised she had visited, he was trying to think of a reason to call on her but had restrained himself.

He went to her door and knocked for a while but she never opened her door. Dean sighed at seeing her not respond to his knocking. He then returned to his condo smiling cheerfully. With back to back meetings, he hadn't eaten since her tasty breakfast. Getting to sample her dinner he found a warm feeling in his chest.

He sat down at his dinner table with the plate of food and grabbed some cutlery before digging in. The potato topping of the pie was creamy and the fish was tender and tasty. If he could eat like this every day not only his stomach but his heart would be full. His angel can really do everything he thought with a cheerful smile.

In condo seven after she had pushed the plate into Dean's hands and she had scurried back to her condo and closed the door she felt shy. When she heard the knocks at her door she backed away. She didn't know why she had done what she did just now.

Hearing the knocks stop she sighed in relief and returned to her dining table to eat. Thinking while she ate she came up with an excuse for her behaviour. She told herself that she didn't want good food to go to waste, happy with her reason she finished up her dinner then washed the dishes.

She soon crawled into bed and fell asleep. She had one more day of peace ahead before she had to return to her father's house where scheming and manipulation was the only sentiments she would receive.