Cocking her head to one side, she surveyed the results of her work. She liked it and in spite of her inbred modesty, had to admit to herself that she was a very pretty little girl. She must be, she smiled, she had landed Bob for a husband and that had been a coup d'etat of the first order. She must have had at least ten serious rivals at the office who had been trying with every wile they possessed to land him. But she had won after a short struggle and that was the important thing. Not every girl got the most promising young executive in a banking company this size for a husband.
He was going to be a success and a big one, there was no doubt in anyone's mind about that and in the three years since they had been married he had started very well. He was working for one of the best banks in California and now after just five years with them he had been given this chance in the main office to handle their investment accounts all on his own. Mr. Jordan, the president of the company, had even taken them out to dinner several weeks ago when Bob's promotion had been announced. He had told her confidentially while they had been dancing together that he expected big do all in her power to help him. It had really made it right to the top before too many years had passed. He also had complimented her on her graciousness and added that a good wife was also one of the keys to success in this business and he thought Bob had done well in that respect too.