Chapter 20 - Mr. Ford (4)

CALISTA

“So… are we going to do the introduction?” I asked, twirling my pen. Katrina's head lifted from the book she was reading to look at me; her brows lifted slightly.

“We already did that.” Someone cut in before she could reply. I faced them. “My name is Marcus, and he is Lucas, my best friend. We are already on this program together.”

“Oh, I'm—” I extended my hand for a handshake, but a female appeared before me, taking my hand.

“Calista.”

My brows shot up. How does she know my name?

“Um… you are?”

“I'm Fara,” she smiled at me.

“Oh.” My mind spun in circles as I wondered if I had heard that name before, but nothing came to mind. “It's nice to meet you, Fara.”

“Same. Don't be too puzzled. I learned your name from Mrs. Parker's lips and your ID hanging around your neck.” She pointed at my chest, and I lowered my head to see that indeed it was.

Oh, lord. I'm not used to this.

We settled around a table at the far end of the company's cafeteria, discussing how our day went. Fara seems to be the quiet type, but whenever someone asks her something, the quietness disappears into chattiness.

She's something.

Katrina, on the other hand, was avoiding me. I knew why she was doing that, but instead of confronting her about it, it's best to leave her alone.

If I were in her shoes, I would do the same. Imagine witnessing an attempted murder only to find out the culprit is the girl you complimented before.

I would freak out!

I drew on the straw, but only air entered my mouth. Looking down, I realized the can was empty, and when I checked the time, lunch break was over.

I got on my feet and walked to the bin. I had just taken some steps when I accidentally bumped into someone. No, more like they bumped into me.

My heels twisted painfully, and I crashed on the floor, hitting the trash bin and spilling its contents.

“The hell? Watch where you're going!” A female's high-pitched voice pierced my ears, and I sighed heavily.

I knew damn well what was about to happen, and I wasn't ready to be the entertainer. I got on my feet, dusting off the dirt on my shirt.

My eyes moved to the speaker, and I was a little stunned to see who it was. Her brown hair fell in waves down to her waist, her siren eyes glaring at me. My eyes fell to her exposed chest, and I saw her big breasts through the loose buttons.

From behind her, male eyes practically ate her up, and that irked me. If she's allowed to dress this way at work, she must be in a high position.

The last thing I would want right now is to bring trouble to myself.

“My apologies, I didn't see you coming in my direction.” I smiled politely, my hands pressed together in front of me.

“Are you visually short-sighted? How is it possible you didn't see me? You know what… I'm going to call your supervisor and have this dealt with.” She turned sharply, walking out of the cafeteria.

“Geez, Daisy already got hold of her new target among this year's interns.” Someone commented, and I faced him.

“What do you mean?” I walked toward him, my brows furrowed tightly.

“Um…” his eyes darted around before he finally looked at me. “What I am saying is that you're being tested. Although you all passed the interview and got the position as interns, you're still being tested until you finally get a permanent job in this company. My advice is for you to go after her right now.”

Fuck!

I threw the empty can into the trash bin that the cleaner had picked up and ran out of the cafeteria.

Why always me?!

Why always me, damn it!

I searched around for her, but she was nowhere to be found. My eyes went to the elevator, but it didn't indicate anyone had gone inside.

I took a sharp turn, and immediately I saw her. My feet slowed down.

She was standing in front of a tall man, and they seemed to be in a conversation.

She rubbed her arm, her right leg playfully kicking the floor. She giggled softly and nodded.

The heck?

The man's head lifted slightly, and I fully saw his face.

It was the bandage man… but different.

Was it the wet strands of hair blocking his face or the piercing earrings? He looked more handsome than before and… damn hot.

As if noticing my presence, his eyes moved to me, and he smiled, his mouth still moving. He leaned closer to Daisy, whispering something to her while maintaining eye contact with me.

My brows furrowed slightly, and I wondered if that was something I needed to see.

It seems I'll have to come back later.

I turned around and left the place, heading to my workspace. Lunch was over three minutes ago.

“Were you able to stop her?” Marcus whispered fiercely.

“No, but someone else did,” I grunted, sitting on the chair. I turned my head to Mrs. Parker's office and saw she wasn't there.

“Where did she go?” I nudged Katrina. She stiffened slightly before looking away from the laptop.

“I heard the CEO requested her in his office. I don't know when she will be back,” she answered.

I nodded slowly, then returned my focus to work.

All through the day, Katrina distanced herself from me, and finally, it was time to bid each other goodnight.

“Ow, my back!” Lucas yawned, stretching his body as we walked out of the building. I checked my wristwatch and saw it was past 8 PM.

Where the hell is he?

“Aren't you guys joining us at the team dinner?” Fara asked.

“A team dinner? We weren't informed about it,” Marcus commented.

“You guys didn't check your email? Come on, always check it.” Fara slapped her forehead.

I didn't need to check it though. Their expressions said it all.

“The one hosting it is Mrs. Parker! We can't miss this! Um… do you have a car? Which one of you has a car?” Lucas panicked.

“I do.” Katrina finally joined us in the conversation.

“Okay! Let's go!!!”

They hurriedly ran to the parking lot, leaving me behind.

I took out my phone and dialed Mikhail's number.

“The number you're trying to call doesn't exist…”

Huh?