Seraphina sat down on a couch in the fashion house, watching the movements of everyone of the workers that were currently in the room. Just a little above fifteen that were in the room at that point in time. “No,” she rose to her feet, approaching one of the ladies that had an armband on her left arm. “Not that way!” She hissed, taking the female jean from the lady, before placing it below a black polo that had the logo of a female cheetah head at the side, and the lady stood at her side, clasping both hands behind her back. “This is how you do it,” she was calm this time, turning to the lady who had been watching her all through the time she had been arranging the cloth. The lady pressed her lips, nodding continuously. “I'll do it better next time ma.” “It's not like I scared you on purpose, but then,” Seraphina paused, folding her hands above her chest. “Maybe that was the only way it was going to sink into your head.” “I appreciate that ma'am,” the lady answered, swallowing
“Is there something you need Mr. Belmont?” It was Calvin, appearing to breach Orion from his line of thoughts.“Something I might be able to help with?” He asked once more, pressing his lips together. All Orion did on that spot was shrug, taking a step closer, seconds after watching Elysia walk out from his field of vision. “At the moment, nothing,” Orion flashed a smile, one that did not reach his eyes, ignoring the fact that it was obvious. “But I can't say.” “Number?” Calvin asked, pressing his thumb and index together as he awaited Orion's response. Since Elysia left him that night— three years ago, he had learnt that most of the things he did for her was out of guilt, and ever since then, he tried to act out of freewill, but still, it felt like he was not trying enough. And maybe, just maybe, he was not trying enough as expected of him. After the incident that happened in ArgonTech meeting room where Orion dismissed the meeting barely after a minute, he felt guilty for his
The air in the meeting room remained conducive, with each party of the both companies staring at one another. One was contemplating, and the other was waiting; no words were needed.“Is that a very good decision?” Calvin whispered, leaning closer to Elysia whose eyes were still fixed on Orion. “Or do you think it's ideal for us to let her know?” “We'd like to call this person in,” Elysia voiced out, tilting her head slightly, but Orion's silence only prompted her to speak further. “I've seen what making decisions for people has led to, so I don't want to make someone a victim of that, what do you say?” Orion leaned in, his gaze darting between Elysia and Calvin before letting out that thoughtful sigh. “Yes, it's fine, go on.” Elysia glanced at her wristwatch, fixing her eyes on the table once more. “Mr. Henderson, please help us.” All through the time they were silent in the meeting room, Orion could not help but keep looking at Elysia even when she did not look at him, not even
Elysia placed both hands on the mahogany table, locking her eyes on that of Mr. Henderson. “Two weeks ago?” She asked, arching an eyebrow. “Are you sure it's two weeks ago, and not before or after.” “Yes ma, I'm sure about it,” he replied, shrugging. “Is there a problem ma? Or are you yet to see him?” “No,” she shook her head, taking her hands off the table. “Not at all, I'm just curious that's all, since I don't remember having any business with him last two weeks.” “Last week included,” she added, crossing a hand defensively above her chest. “The reception can confirm ma'am,” he pressed, rubbing the under of his lip with his thumb. “I was the one who told him you were not around.” Elysia frowned, sitting on the chair with a sigh. “Did he state his reason for coming here?” “No, he just said he was looking for you, and since I know you two have been meeting for business lately, I responded to him,” the words tumbled out in a rush, and he sighed, burying his face in his palms.
“What's for today?” It was Orion's voice, settling into the office along with the ray from the sun just as he raised the blind curtain. As she searched through the pages, Nessa remained silent, tugging her hair behind her ear since it acted as a source of distraction to her, but since she started the search her iris was still for the first time.“The location is Solace press sir,” she announced, mirroring the shocked expression that made its way to Orion's face. Just like she knew, he has prepared for something else; not a meeting with Elysia. “I don't understand,” his face contorted in confusion as their eyes met, and the latter rose to her feet. “What do you mean by Solace press?” That question acted as a stark reminder to the fact that he was surprised, but Nessa brought out the tab in her hand, placing it on the table, barely minutes after she unlocked it. She unbuttoned the first, heaving a sigh of relief as she bent low to zoom the meeting of the week, swiping it from the p
Elysia drew a long breath, letting it out after a while. “You know, the last time she called me, she ended the call like something's wrong.” Whenever something like that was brought up, Calvin had always tried to hide the obvious look on his face, but at that moment it was not the same. He was trying to hide something different— the shock that was evident on his face. “A-Are you serious about that?” he stammered, the words barely making it past his lips as his fingers tightened around the sleek cuff of his custom-tailored black Louis Vuitton suit. “I’m talking about her tone now.” “I mean…” he shut his eyes for a second, shaking off the negative thoughts that kept making its way to his head. “We’ve always known Alicia to be fragile; so I'm just curious, what if it was her scared part talking?” Unease surged through Elysia, making way to her face, and even where she was seated, she shifted, pinching the bridge of her nose. “It was something other than that,” her forehead creased