Businesswoman Chapter 213

On top of the various businesses she had helped, Loreen aided individuals as well. So much so, a documentarian named Lloyd Pridgeon, 40, set up a schedule to showcase her bringing her expertise to the thinking men and women.

“Alright,” Pridgeon, mentioned. “You’re going to walk through this door and shake hands with Mr. Thomason.” Mr. Thomason was Mallard Thomason, 54. He owned a few antique and knickknack stores around Delaware. He had trouble pushing his products to older adults. The young, hipster vintage crowd snapped up vinyl and typewriters with aplomb.

All he needed seemed like a boost in the 49-65 year old demographic. Loreen had been summoned and agreed to be the subject of the docuseries on the Internet. She would receive a few million dollars in the process due to the high ratings the series received.

“Next, you’re just going to do you,” Pridgeon instructed. Loreen sort of courtseyed and went about her business. Cameras rolled.

When she reached out her hand, Thomason smacked it away. Loreen stepped on his toe quickly.

“Cut,” Pridgeon yelled. “What the hell was that, sir?”

“She’s not welcome in this store.”

“We’ve already gone over this, Mr. Thomason. Loreen Breen is here to help you. She is going to assist you with your sales. This is for the Web. This streamer channel has over two billion views a month. Let her assist you. Please,” Pridgeon spoke with exasperation.

Loreen gathered herself and Thomason hobbled over to her.

“I’m mighty sorry I knocked your hand away like that. I’m just protective over my shops. They’re little things, but they mean a lot to me.”

“I can understand,” Loreen replied with a judicious air. “I’m protective over my property as well.”

“I know you. You’ve been up and down this state just creating.”