Chapter 31

GRACE'S POV 

Grey was smiling and rubbing his chin like he was about to make a huge announcement that everyone would love. 

“All you two need is to meet me somewhere, sometime, for an amazing–” He didn't get to finish because a table calendar flew through the air and found its way to his face. Straight up, it hit his forehead straight up.

“Okay, lunchtime.” Julia exclaimed. She picked up her phone and purse, and hastily left the office.

Lana stood up from her seat, glaring at Grey who sat, shocked, his hand over his forehead. 

“Are you insane?” Lana asked, her voice terrifyingly low. She looked like she could strangle Grey then.

“Are you trying to kill me? This face can buy a hundred of you and still have change.” Grey countered, even though he visibly gulped.

Lana feigned shock, mouth open. “Really? Why are you interning here then? Why aren't you off making that money somewhere else?” 

Victoria raised her finger in the air, a grin on her face. She was clearly enjoying the scene. “Oh, wait, I know this one. He's not off making that money because his daddy is just half an inch away from disowning him. He knows it'll happen so he's decided to do something for his life so he can continue to afford strippers and girls.” She nodded, satisfied.

Grey stuttered, finding the words to vindicate himself, but failing woefully. He came into this company without the necessary academic qualifications, but with connections. If he did well, he could surpass the current people in line for MD, that's how connected he is. But he was doing nothing but picking up different girls and spending money that wasn't his. His father still supported him, and this was a probation period. Considering the fact that his entire future hung a piece of thread, Grey was still evidently stupid and ignorant, and completely oblivious to the real world.

Lana walked up to him, slowly, never taking her eyes off him.

The tension in the air was thick, needing a saw to cut through, and Craig had run out of popcorn, resorting to fiddling with pieces of paper I hoped weren't useful anymore. I wasn't entirely sure, but I think I saw Julia standing behind the half closed door. 

“Listen here, you proud and immensely stupid rat.” Lana started. “First of all, no one in this entire building enjoys your sexual, childish and very unnecessary jokes, not even the girls you pull. Secondly, don't you ever try to specialise anybody in this office, not me, not Victoria, and not even bald headed 26 year old Craig.” 

Craig gasped, offended. “I'm 27,” he whispered.

I choked back a laugh, looking away briefly. 

“Thirdly,” Lana continued. “You have absolutely no regard for your father's efforts and that's not my business. If I were him, I'd have donated you to be a lab rat for some super secret science organisation that probably plans to mutate humans. But if you can't respect what has been done for you, if you can't work your skinny butt up the ladder so you can be congratulated, if you can't shut up when your elder are speaking and not try to make sexual advancement at them, it would probably be better if you either jumped off your daddy's mansion, or just sit out and let him cut you off, you ungrateful miscreant.” She eyed him one more time, huffed and walked back to her seat, settling down. 

The entire office felt cold, everyone sat frozen, not moving. Grey sat unblinkingly, almost like he was in a trance. Victoria looked at Lana completely impressed, but shocked. Julia had forgotten she was supposed to be gone from the office as she had released her grip on the door knob. The door opened leaving her and some other colleagues from other departments standing in complete shock. 

I looked down at my hand, watching the goosebumps. 

“Damn.” Someone whispered into the silence. 

Grey moved first, clearing his throat and shifting his chair closer to his desk. His face read embarrassment and embarrassment alone. His jaw clenched and unclenched showing he wanted to do something, but couldn't. 

“I think everyone will disperse now, won't they?” Lana asked loudly, without looking at the intruders. 

That snapped them out of their trance as they all scrambled in and out of the office. Julia followed along before Victoria called her back into the office. 

“No, I shouldn't be here. This is my fault. If I hadn't struck that alcohol conversation with Grace, Grey would not have insulted you both, and he wouldn't have been roasted this badly.” Julia said, still standing by the door. 

Victoria chuckled. “Exactly! If it weren't for you, Grey wouldn't have been set straight. I would've set him straight, but I wanted to see how far he'd go with his performance.” 

“You were indulging him, despite your aim. Now, you've seen how far he can go.” Lana commented, eyes never leaving her work. 

“You know I hate it when someone talks to me but doesn't look at me. It irritates me.” Victoria said, cocking her head to the side. 

Lana sighed and turned around to face Victoria. 

“Oh God,” Craig and I whispered at the same time. 

“Do you hate me, Victoria?” She asked. 

Victoria looked at her, pretty well, before replying. “I don't think I can hate you if I tried. You're my best friend. What you did was extremely terrible and hurt me to the very core. But I shouldn't have said what I said too, that was low of me.” 

Lana nodded slowly. “I was a terrible friend, and I shouldn't have aired out your business to these good for nothing people–”

“Hey!” Craig exclaimed, offended. 

“–but I'm very sorry. I should've reached out immediately to apologise, but I thought you absolutely hated me and wouldn't want to hear from me, so I stayed away.” Lana continued. “Please, forgive me.” 

Victoria broke into a smile, and stood up. She pulled her best friend into an embrace, having us all applauding. 

By the time I'd realised, Grey had already left the office.