CHAPTER 6: 'CONTRACT?'

The sun’s light peeked into the windows and the rays touched my face, as it radiated inside my eyes which made my pupils golden from brown.

I explored my sight around and found myself on my bed. I automatically gasped when I realized that my clothes weren’t the same from yesterday night. I was already wearing a white pairs of pajama.

“Shit!” Slapping my head slowly, I was trying to think what had happened last night.

As far as I remember, I was drunk and someone whom I thought was Clyde sent me back to my unit. However, I had doubts since he had a very familiar touch with an alluring scent of masculinity.

As I was about to get up from bed, my phone rang which made me stop my actions and go straight to where my pouch was seated. I saw Candice' name on the screen so I swiped the answer button and instantly heard her sharp voice.

“Bellaaaaaaa!”

This woman, “Why?”

“I have some good news my dear friend, wanna guess it?” She even giggled which made me shook my head.

I sighed, slamming my self back to bed. “What is it? Can’t you just come here?”

She mumbled something that I didn’t hear. “Bella? Clyde just offered you an extremely good one. Better than before.” She paused before talking. “Can’t you believe it?! Right?”

I turned my eyeballs which I knew she wouldn’t mind at all. “How can I believe it if you weren’t even saying the offer yet? Hello? I still didn’t know what you are talking about my dear friend.”

“Clyde went to me last night and told me that some big shot from a big city wanted to have you as their exclusive model.” She paused. “The pay is ten fold bigger than the last time.”

I froze. Ten fold bigger? But the last contract that I signed was from Clyde’s company? And it was a huge amount. My grip tightened. “Candice? How much was the payment that I received from C.C. company last time?”

The other line went silent for awhile. “As far as I remember, it’s $10,000,000 million dollars. So if what Clyde said was true, it’ll be------” Candice gasped after realizing the amount of money calculated.

I stood up and tidied up the bed. “Maybe he was just making fun of you. Who would pay a hundred million dollars just for them to have me as their exclusive model?” Right, Clyde sometimes is playful.

“But Bella, he told me that it was one of Mr. Fergus De Villa’s son.” I stiffened after hearing Candice’ words. A De Villa?

“I’m busy, I’ll meet you once I’m free. Goodbye!” With that, I ended the call.

I could feel the rapid beat of my heart, it was not because I was longing for ‘that’ person, but because my hatred for him is still buried in my heart. It was not because of our unfortunate marriage, but because of my miscarriage.

With that in my head, I swiped my phone and typed something before sending it to Clyde. I wanted to meet him as soon as possible for the discussion of the contract. I may be doubting to sign it, but I would perhaps reconsider it to prove myself.

It was just half a minute when my phone beeped. I looked at it and saw his reply.

FROM CLYDE:

‘I’ll be there after twenty minutes. I’m serious about my offer, and so was your big client.’

I threw my phone on the couch and let my body fell on bed for the second time around. The soft mattress was giving me a very comfortable feeling yet it was still not enough to stabilize the rapidness of my heart’s beat. I didn’t know if it was because of my anger, or just an excitement for a very rough journey soon.

“Let’s see…” I mumbled, smirking devilishly to myself.

I stood up, did my routines and wore a halted black fitted dress that suits my current mood perfectly. I grabbed a white purse and black stilettoes paired with a silver ankle bracelet.

Before walking out, I made sure that I’m at my prettiest state as I dashed out of the building and drove my car.

“Damn! You’re truly ready now yeah?”

I shrugged my shoulders and sat down. “Let’s make it straight Clyde Smith,” staring at his eyes, I continued. “What does that man wants? Did you tell ‘him’ anything?”

Clyde shook his head. “I didn’t. He might be my friend but I wouldn’t tolerate what he did to you before.” He stated. “Maybe it was just pure business?”

Maybe I was just misunderstanding things so I nodded. He gave me the papers and read the contract. The company was only asking me to be their exclusive model. That means that I’m not allowed to sign others contracts, not until I finish theirs.

It took me hours to decide and for Clyde to wait. They want an answer right away. From the papers, I shifted my gaze to Clyde and deeply sighed.

“I will sign it just because the offer is great.” He gave me a pen and I marked my signature right away.

He smiled. “Good!”

“Why were you the one doing this? Isn’t it the responsibility of the said company?” I asked, making him stop.

He tilted his head before he spoke playfully. “Nah! I volunteered to do the job.”

“You have a lot of time to spare, I see.”

He chuckled and tucked his shirt tidily. “Not much, but I don’t have a choice so yeah.”

Clyde is one of the people who knew my pain before. He’s also a close friend of my ex-husband. Well maybe, it’s not the person whom I thought who hired me. The De Villa has a lot of young men so it might just be one of ‘his’ brothers.

“I’m going to leave first.” He winked at me like what he always do.

A blurry memory from last night flashed before my eyes as I was about to sip the coffee on the table. “Thank you for dropping me to my unit last night.” It was a sincere thank you.

I saw how his puzzled eyes landed onto mine but it disappeared right away. “No problem. My pleasure Princess!” He shouted before laughing amusingly.

Why? Was it funny?