Chloe quickly got on her feet and ran off without looking back. She ran down using the cumbersome stairs. When she finally got down, she held her chest.
"I'm going to die at this rate. What is she doing here?" Chloe wondered, pulling away the mask. "She didn't see me, right?" She thought.
*
"Why did you get drunk? It doesn't fit you" Danielle said as she covered him with the duvet. She had undressed him and arranged the room as well.
"You" He moaned after catching a glimpse of her.
"What now?" She asked, placing a flask on the desk. "Mum was worried and wondered why you didn't say goodbye before leaving. You weren't picking your calls either when she called. So, she asked me to come to your place and check up on you. She also made this dishes herself and persists you eat them tonight or tomorrow morning"
Dylan only hummed.
"Since you feel sleepy, I'm going to keep them in the refrigerator. Make sure to warm it later and most especially, do eat it. Thanks" She said and grabbed the flask handle whilst proceeding to the kitchen.
"Danielle" Dylan whispered, causing her to halt. She swallowed hard and turned her head slightly.
"What?" She asked softly.
"Hope you didn't lavish that money? I hope you used it right?" He asked.
Danielle bit her lip and walked away without replying. She opened the refrigerator and dropped the flask. Then, walked out of the house.
She looked at the door the last time before walking into the elevator. While in there, she brought out her phone and called someone.
"Hello Clover?" She whispered.
"Yes baby" He answered.
"Can you tell me the truth?" She asked.
"What's that?" He inquired.
Danielle gulped and clenched her left fist. "What did you use that billion dollar for?"
A sigh escaped out of his mouth."You still don't want to believe me? I told you before, dearest. My mother is very ill and she needs a transplant. The money isn't even enough for the oxygen the hospital offers her each day. Should I give you back? Do you want it back?"
"I'm sorry, Clover. I…I just…I'm sorry"
"It's fine. Let's talk later" Clover said and hung up. Danielle sighed and tightened her grip on her phone.
The elevator finally opened when it got down and she left. Immediately she did, Chloe who was hiding somewhere waiting for her quickly entering the closing elevator and sighed in relief.
She was glad that she didn't bump on Dylan on the way. After locking herself inside her apartment, she remembered Clover and called him immediately.
"Hello Clover?" She said after the call got accepted.
"Oh Chloe! Finally, you called as promised" Clover's voice sounded.
"I want to tell you about Ariel. Why she never made it to you that day"
"Yeah, sure" He nodded his head.
"Actually… Ariel got into an accident that day. I'm glad she isn't in a critical condition. However, she is in coma" Chloe said flaring her nostrils.
"Geez! I'm sorry about that. If you don't mind, Can I come visit her at the hospital?" Clover sounded so worried and sincere.
"Why not? I'm going to follow you, but that should be during the weekend. Besides, I have other bills to take care of at the hospital" She explained.
"You don't have to worry. I'll try my best to help in whatever way I can"
"Thank you, Clover. I'll send you a text during the weekend"
"Sure thing. I'll be waiting" He said and she ended the call.
Chloe looked at her phone screen and smiled. "Maybe he's worth it after all"
*
THE NEXT MORNING~
Dylan groaned and flung his eyes open quickly. He held his aching head and looked around his tidied room.
"Can't believe I drank throughout yesterday. I didn't even go back to work. What a good CEO you are" He scoffed and lazily got up from the bed.
He shuffled his feet to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for work. But when he remembered the huge money which Chloe took from his account, a scowl formed on his handsome face and few lines appeared on his smooth forehead.
"I don't trust that girl one bit. She must have squandered that money anyhow" He squinted his eyes while staring at his reflection in the huge mirror.
Dylan sighed deeply and took the toothbrush in the readiness to brush his teeth.
*
"He's here" Chloe smiled to herself as she watched Dylan walk smartly with the employees greeting him respectfully.
Dylan moved to her and she bowed her head briefly. "Good morning, sir" She greeted and he nodded.
"What's on my schedule this morning?" He asked.
"Sir? Concerning yesterday, you missed an important event held by a commissioner. You were supposed to be on the VIP seat"
Dylan faced her and Chloe swallowed hard. She could see the annoyance on his face.
"I'm sorry sir, but it's just that the commissioner who personally invited you will be disappointed. Assuming you knew you wouldn't attend, you could have rejected it when he sent you the invitation via email"
Dylan scoffed. "You've grown some liver over the last few days, Miss Ariel Peterson"
Chloe sighed and took her eyes down.
"Anyway, since you care too much about the commissioner's feelings, send an apology letter to him on my behalf" He said and proceeded to leave.
"Sir!" She suddenly called, causing him to halt. Dylan blinked his eyes a hundred times before turning over.
"Yes, Miss Ariel?" He asked, gritting his teeth.
"I...I already told him something else"
"What?" He asked calmly, tilting his neck a little.
Chloe clenched her jaw and inhaled. "Mr. Samuel Campbell..."
"The commissioner?"
"Yes"
"So, what did you tell him?" He asked.
"I told him… you would come to his office today"
"Excuse me?. Wait, what! To do what?" He asked sharply, cutting her off instantly.
Chloe shivered. "To apologize for missing yesterday's event"
"Huh!"
From his desk where Mr. Samson sat, he kept peeking from his spectacles at Dylan and a lady who happened to be his secretary. Dylan was sitting on the sofa while Chloe was close to him, on her feet to be precise. "Hmm… Hmm," Mr. Samson cleared his throat and adjusted his spectacles. "What's your name, young lady?" He asked, looking at Chloe, whose eyes seemed to be growing bigger out of nervousness. "I'm Ariel Peterson, sir" She said softly, and a grin enveloped on his lips. "You were the one who replied to my email this morning?" He asked and she nodded. Dylan nudged her and she turned. "What did you both talk about?" He asked in a whisper. "Nothing much" Samson who kind of heard him replied. Dylan faked a cough and looked away. "I asked why you didn't show up, and she replied saying; My boss is sorry, and he promises to show up to apologize properly" Samson quoted and Dylan scoffed. "Indeed, I said… Isn't that so, Miss Peterson?" Dylan uttered and Chloe smiled nervously. "An
Mrs. McCoy raised both brows as she stared back at her staring and confused looking son."Darn it" Chloe grimaced and took her face away."Son? Are you alright?" He heard his mother's voice and his eyes bulged."Mum?" He called swerving his neck a bit like he would be able to see her face."Of course, It's your mother! Or don't I look like your mother any more because of my full makeup?" She asked and he smirked."Not at all, mum" He shook his head. "What are you doing here, though?""You mean I can't visit you?" She frowned and walked up to him."I'm not saying that""Anyway, I came to see you, my dear son. Did you eat the food that I prepared just for you?" She asked."Uh…It's still in the fridge""Oh Dylan! Why didn't you take it? Why?" She frowned and entered the room first, immediately Dylan unlocked it."I have something to tell you, son" She said and slowly sat down. Mrs. McCoy looked at her son, who took off his jacket and neck tie."What's it, mum?" He questioned and she exha
Dylan had met his mother bleeding. He held her finger which blood oozed out from and looked around thinking he would find something to cover the cut with."How did this happen?" He asked, still looking around."I was actually chopping the veggies when it happened. I wanted to make something for you to eat tonight""You shouldn't have done that. Besides, the one in the flask could have been okay. Why bother yourself. For now, rinse your hand in the sink. I'm going to go get plaster to cover the cut so that it won't get infected" Dylan said and she nodded.He went into his room and changed into a casual wear before leaving the apartment.*CHLOE'S APARTMENT ~"Fûck. Why does my stomach hurt?" Chloe moaned, squeezing and hitting her stomach gently.She quickly covered the food since the pain wouldn't allow her to consume it. She got up and walked to the calendar which was hung on the wall."I hope it's not what I think it is" She prayed, scanning her eyes on the calendar whilst using her
Chloe pushed Dylan away as fast as she could and grabbed the paper bag on the floor."I'm sorry, sir" She bowed very low and Dylan wondered why she was doing that."I was almost close" He thought."Dylan!" He heard someone call his name and Chloe raised her head up. It was actually Jeffery who called him. He was driving on the road when he caught the two acting all lovey-dovey. He also didn't fail to take a picture and when he saw they had disengaged, he stopped his car and came out.Dylan turned his head and from his facial expression, he looked confused. He wondered who the person was."Dylan. What's up?" Jeffery winked and stretched his hand for a shake.Dylan looked at Jeffrey from head to toe. "Who could this be?" He thought."Why are you acting like you don't know me?" Jeffrey smirked.When Chloe saw it was a chance to leave, She started walking away from them slowly."Hold on, girl" She heard Jeffrey's voice."Excuse me?" Chloe whispered and turned to them."Do you know this pe
"What… What do you mean by I'm lying?" She inquired, trying her possible best not to stammer, since she could feel her legs getting all sweaty and wobbly. Even her palms were dampened by her sweat."You didn't come to visit your friend" He said, and she quickly turned to look at his face."And what does that mean? Of course, I came to visit my friend. Do you know, think I'm a liar, huh?"He smirked and folded his arms, with his back now to the wall. "So… Where do you stay?" He asked.Chloe gulped hard and scratched her chest. She wondered if Dylan was a flirt. First, he flirted with her at the convenience store and now, He's asking her where she stays?"Isn't he a psycho now?" She thought and shook her head."Well, you haven't answered my question" He said and she snickered."And what makes you think I'll answer that?" Chloe said."I just need to confirm if you're saying the truth""The truth? What truth?""That you came to visit your friend, and you thought this was his or maybe her
"Oh my God" Chloe mouthed and bent her head. "This…this isn't good""What's wrong?" Clover asked."Please, can we leave here" She quickly spoke out, leaving him confused."Huh? But why? If it's about the bills, you don't need to worry about that""No… It's not that. Please, Clover… I really need to leave""And can you tell me why? Don't you like here?" He inquired."Shît. This is going to be a big headache" Chloe gritted her teeth and raised the menu to her face. She peered to see Dylan walk to a chair. At the opposite side was a young and beautiful lady."Excuse me, who are you?" The lady asked.Dylan blinked his eyes fast and looked around. She was the only one who was alone so possibly, she could be his date."What do you mean by that? Are you trying to tease me now?" He chuckled nervously and adjusted his uncomfortable neck tie.The lady scoffed. "You look very modest and decent, but who would have ever known you're a pervert""Excuse me?" Dylan stood up."No, you excuse me!" She
Clover was quite confused seeing some man who seemed gentle sitting in his space. His eyes brows as he walked forward. He stopped right behind Dylan and clenched his fist on the top rail.Chloe's eyes were up, and she was looking directly at Clover, who was still standing behind Dylan, doing absolutely nothing.When Clover noticed Chloe wasn't saying a word, he walked towards her and shifted his gaze to Dylan's powerful looking face."Hold on a second" Clover muttered slowly raising his index finger to Dylan. "Isn't he the man you…" His voice trailed off, and he crouched his head low towards a very nervous looking Chloe."Isn't he the one you told about me being your boyfriend? You told him we were on a date, doesn't that makes it feel like I'm your boyfriend?" He asked, and Chloe's eyes widened. She quickly turned to Clover, who had a mischievous look on his face."What… what are you talking about?" She spluttered."I heard that. I told you, right? I told you I heard you say I'm your
She quickly grabbed her duffel bag and stood up. "Can we not talk about that?"A sigh escaped from his lips. "I'm not saying we should talk about that, actually. I just asked a question. Why did you do that? Don't tell me you have grown feelings for me?"Chloe tried to hold herself from reacting, but a scoff left her mouth nevertheless. "Don't kid yourself" She uttered, feeling Clover had cracked a silly joke."I'm serious. Why did you do that?" He asked demandingly, with a stern look on his face. Chloe could only wonder why he was still pushing through with the darn question.Chloe sneered and shook her head. She knew the curiosity must be taking a toll on him. Who wouldn't be that curious, though? She actually told her boss Clover was her date, and he managed to hear it, putting her in this awkward and shîtty position."Well, If you must know. I did that to escape from him. I didn't want him asking questions. I mean, who suddenly goes to a restaurant like this with someone if it isn