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4. BAD FEELINGS

Vincent looked like he was about to explode. The entire world around him felt like it was spinning without control. He found himself shivering. Not shivering with worry or sorrow. But shivering with fury.

This is unacceptable. He thought to himself. Who the hell did she think she was? Just because she scored some little......

he clenched his fists as he remained in his position trying as much as he could to contain his fury but it was not just working.

"Ariana. " He said softly trying to be as calm as he could because he was gradually losing it. "I need this to stop. Immediately. I need you to stop with immediate effect." She glared back at him.

"And I need you to quit acting so stupid because you have no right to control me. What do I look like to you?" She retorted back at him sharply and he looked at her as he finally lost his temper.

"That's it. I can't take this anymore. This stupidity must end." He said as he suddenly moved forward and took hold of Ariana's shoulder shaking her vigorously. "You need to quit this stupidity, Ariana. What is your problem? What are you feeling like right now? Is it because I brought myself down to your level to make you feel so good? I am trying my best to humble myself for you. I have told you I am sorry. What I did was a mistake. The act you are pulling off right now is just so childish and so silly of you. "

"Mr Vincent, you are making a crazy scene here. Everything you are telling me is confusing to me as hell and I don't understand what you are saying. Clara has explained everything to you. Don't you get it? Why are you trying to make a mess of me when I've done nothing wrong to you? What more do you want from me?" Ariana kept on saying as Vincent was struggling within himself to contain himself but his control was slowly slipping away from him with the way she was replying to him.

Rose looked confused and worried for her show as she stood before them watching the scene with confusion in her eyes. What is going on? She thought and looked around her. She hadn't expected that this would happen and ruin her show. She had been so happy that she was going to interview the one and only Ariana Swift, the one who was previously her older brother's wife. She never expected that trying to help him get back to her would turn out this way.

Why was she acting like she didn't know him? What exactly is going on? Everything was just like a confusing ball wrapped up in her head tumbling in different sections and making her feel almost dizzy.

Clara noticed the violent act Vincent was already escalating to so she immediately picked up her phone.

"Bodyguards. I need you right now in the auditorium for the interview section. A man is trying to take advantage of Miss Ariana." She said loudly and sharply with a commanding tone forcing Vincent to look at her with a stupefaction on his face.

Is she joking? His anger then finally grew to the maximum as he obstructed the way.

" No one is leaving or coming in without my permission!! This is just stupid. I don't think I can take this anymore longer. What the hell is your problem Ariana?" He kept on raving before the bodyguards finally came and before Vincent could shut the door, they barged in roughly and took hold of him pulling him away from Ariana's direction.

"What is the meaning of this? Who gave you all the audacity to hold me? Do you know who I am?"

" We don't care who you are sir but as long as you try to misbehave with Miss Ariana, you are in big trouble. " One of them said as the rest finally surrounded her with Clara leading the way.

They escorted Ariana out of the building. "Miss Ariana, are you still going along with this interview?" The leader asked and Ariana stared at him before shaking her head slightly.

"No. I'm done. I was just heading home. " She said and followed the rest out of the building. Vincent and Rose stared at all of them as they left with amazement on their faces. Vincent looked confused. He glanced back at his sister and looked back at the entrance before biting his lip angrily.

Is this some sort of joke or what? He thought to himself. The guards led Ariana and Clara straight to her waiting vehicle.

"Thank you so much for your help. " Ariana said to them and they saluted her.

"We are always at your service madam. " Ariana smiled before she stepped into the car. Clara hopped into the driver seat and shut the door after her relaxing to catch her breath.

Her bodyguards walked over to their waiting vehicle behind hers and stepped in. "Well, that was intense. " Clara said softly to herself as she glanced at Ariana through the rearview mirror. Ariana didn't reply as she looked beside her adjusting her properties in her bag beside her.

Clara could notice the evident fury on her face and it was so obvious she was trying not to bust out before her in the car.

Damn, that stupid idiot who had to come along and ruin my friend's mood. She thought to herself as she clenched her fist around the steering wheel.

"I'm so sorry Ariana. " She said but Ariana waved her off.

"Don't even talk about it. Just forget this ever happened. I don't want to remember it." She said and she relaxed back in her seat, folding her arms and staring out the window.

Clara sighed and looked ahead of her. I can't even believe he would resort to violence. She thought to herself and she gritted her teeth.

Nevertheless, she glanced at Ariana through the rearview mirror. Her friend didn't look like she was going to be calming down anytime soon.

"Do you need me to take you to a bar, you know, where you could just have a drink, unwind, and get rid of all these bad feelings you are feeling?" She asked but Ariana shook her head.

"No. " She replied as she kept her gaze outside the window. "I think I'm fine. Let's just head towards the nursery so I can pick up my son." She said and Clara bit her lip before nodding her head slowly.

"Well, that's a great choice." She said and pulled the gear. "As you wish madam. " She started the vehicle and moved away from the auditorium's premises.

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