The Comeback.

“Okay let me get this straight, you mean you can’t…”

“What’s your name please” Heather interrupted the lady.

“It’s Sophia” she said and smiled weirdly.

“Sophia I know how this sounds but trust me, I am not interested in any co-company stuff”

“I have my own company in Russia and I can’t abandon it or my sweats in it in order to become part of yours or your brother’s” Heather said to her and the driver stared at her through the rear mirror.

“Miss Heather, I know much well that you are already successful but this is not just an opportunity, it’s a dream come true”

“For who exactly? I have already achieved my dream. I’m only and already proving it right now” 

“I imagine you as someone who has always dreamt of being part of a clothing company like ours”

“Sophia I only came for the making of the wedding dress of the daughter  of the Governor of Beijing, that’s all” Heather blurted. Sophia sensed a mood of anger on her.

“I’m sorry Miss Heather. Of course I shouldn’t force you to do what you don’t wanna do. Just that it seems to me that you have a little traumatizing past stuff in Beijing” Sophia concluded and Heather stared at her for a while and faced the front.

“I guess I have some rough traumatizing past in Beijing and I’m sure you will be speechless when you find out” Heather sighed.

    Thirty minutes later, the cab dropped them in front of a very big clothing company named ‘Strings Clothing. Heather was marveled by the size of the building, customers trooping in and out and different cloth designs her eyes could reach. 

“Wow!” she exhaled heavily, smiling.

“Follow me Miss Heather” Sophia said, heading into the building and dragging Heather’s bag along.

“Come on baby” Heather smiled to Harry and they followed Sophia.

    Inside the clothing mall, a young black guy met Heather where she was busy staring at the beautiful dresses on the glass hangers and praising them in her heart.

“Hello Miss, welcome to Strings collection or should I say welcome to Beijing first?”   he said with a smile plastered on his handsome face.

“Oh! Hi!” Heather smiled back.

“You look like a designer. What’s your favorite collection?” African Ankara or preferably high custom designs with sweet lines?”

“I-I only do wedding dresses” Heather Stammered politely and he gasped softly.

“Oh!”

“Yeah!”

“Good. That’s very  good because we do that here too and we really need a professional wedding dress designer here” 

“Cut it off Ben, she’s not here for you” Sophia interrupted.

“My bad, my bad” he raised his hand and headed back. Heather chuckled happily at him.

“Welcome to Beijing once again” he added and left them.

“Come on Miss Heather, don’t fall for him. My brother’s office is upstairs” Sophia said and they headed up the stairs.

“He’s really cool and friendly”

“All managers are cool and friendly. Some might not be cool but they are all friendly”

“Wait, he’s the manager of strings clothing?”

“He doesn’t look like a manager right? What does he look like?” Sophia turned and stared at Heather, still heading up the stairs.

“If he is the manager, then I should be seeing him and not Killian” Heather said quickly and got Sophia staring steadily at her.

“I mean Mr. Killian” Heather looked at Sophia and looked off immediately.

“Shit!” Sophia arrived a door and knocked twice. Heather was trembling slowly. She is scared, not knowing whether Killian will still recognize her as the whore he had sex with and threw a 100,000 dollars on her sorrowful face. Her heart was beating faster than usual. She looked at Harry who was standing beside her, held him on his shoulder tightly and breathed out heavily. 

    The door opened slowly and a young boy showed up, holding some disposable pieces of paper.

“What are you doing in here? Where’s Killian?”

“The boss is out. I was cleaning his office” He replied quickly and left them.   

“I’m sorry Miss Heather but I think you are gonna wait a little bit for the proprietor” Sophia said and gasped.

“I told him that we are gonna be here in any minute”

“I still don’t know why he had to leave after knowing that we are gonna be here” Sophia complained.

“Why don’t we just go and meet Ben?”

“Ben? Why would we just go and meet Ben?”

“He’s the manager and I’m sure he can interview me very well”

“He got a nice taste on designs and clothing as well” Heather said, staring at Sophia.

“No he doesn’t. Nobody knows clothing taste more that Killian, trust me” Sophia said and they went into the office.

“Grab a seat, I’m sure he will be here very soon” Heather sighed, sat beside the big round glass table and carried Harry on her laps. She looked at Sophia and smiled weirdly.

“You look weird”

“Travel stress”

“Really? I will get you some coffee or cold water instead” 

“You wanna leave me here?”

“I’m not leaving, I’m gonna go get you some coffee which also means that I will be back” Sophia stared confusedly at Heather and headed out of the office.

“Just be fast please!” she added and continued smiling weirdly. 

“Yeah I will” Sophia left the office.

    Few minutes later, the door opened and a tall white handsome man walked in. he was carrying a contained disposable bag on both hands. Heather’s heart flipped down her stomach the moment she saw Killian walking towards them. With her right hand, she held Harry tightly and was staring at Killian. 

“He hasn’t changed a bit after five years?” She asked rhetorically in her mind.

“I’m sure he must have forgotten about me all this while” she thought, still staring at him.

“Hi Miss Heather, welcome to Beijing” he smiled broadly a her and she looked away from the charming face immediately.

“Hi Sir!” Heather said broadly, peeping at his face and forcing a smile her pretty face.

“I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, I only went to a shopping mall to grab you some stuffs” 

“It’s alright. I’m totally cool” She chuckled weirdly.

“Thank you for accepting the offer. It really mean a lot to me and this company” He smiled and dropped the bags on the glass table.

“Oh thank God, he didn’t recognize me” Heather breathed out heavily when Killian was grabbing a seat.

“Is he our son?” Killiian whispered slowly and stared at Harry.

“Excuse me?”

“Helena told me you were pregnant before you left for Europe”

“That means that he must be our son” he added and smiled to Harry.