Chocolate cookies are ready after half an hour. He took one of them and indulge it with a warm milk. A bite full of cookies went into his mouth. From across the table island, I stare at him. The ways he enjoyed the cookies with his eyes closed and his mouth munching it is like he hadn't eaten it in decades. But the fact that he spent the whole big jar of cookies I made for him only in one week.I don’t know if it’s very yummy or it’s just because he craves a bit of cookies. He didn’t budge to ask me if I wanted some of it or not instead he continued eating the cookies and it was the eighth cookies he ate in this one minute." I’m ready! " I said and immediately his eyes widened looking at me confused, he stopped chewing and swallowed the remain of the cookies in his mouth while maintaining our eye contact." Where? " He probed. His brows knitted tightly." To my apartment and I have made the cookies. I did what you asked. My job here is done. " I answered. He did ask for my help and
Along the way, Mr. Walker spent time on his tablet looking at all the detailed information William had sent him for this meeting. I didn’t have anything to do so I just kept quiet and looked at my phone from time to time.Try not to disturb him but once in a while I would glance at him. The crease between his brows deepened when he read certain things on his tablet trying to make sense of them.As soon as we reach the Hamptons, Thomas drove the car towards the East Hamptons. I know there a lot of the celebrity who lives in the East Hamptons and one of it was my favourite actor. Although, I officially settled in New York City for almost two years after I graduated from university. I never had a change to go to Hamptons due to my unscheduled life. I barely make my own life here so most of the summer season I will loitering inside my apartment and my neighbourhood. Or sometimes, Mikayla will hang out with me. After a few blocks of elite houses, Thomas stopped the car in front of the h
Vivian Bianchi, she indeed a unique person. She is very charismatic woman I ever met. No doubt Mr. Walker admired her. She could find any possible way to solve any impossible problem. One could tell she had a lot of experience in her field.We now on the dining table having some discussion for our next collaboration between her and EL ALFA Cooperation. They were supposed to meet this Monday but her personal doctor had convinced her to rest at her home because a sudden high blood pressure struck her three days ago.Instead of postponed the meeting he decide to drive to Hamptons. Plus, going to Hamptons wasn’t a bad idea for Mr. Walker, he was so looking forward to their collaboration. He also could spend his weekend here with 'someone' in the meantime.He doesn’t know if this opportunity will come again, so by hook or by crook he needs her to sign an agreement for this collaboration before it’s too late. We spent almost two hours and a half trying to find a definitive agreement on how
" Or friends." I opined. I know the way he would say that. Either he just mentioned because it’s in one of the topics we discussed or he wanted me to notice what he meant.And if he thinks I would have swayed with his word then he might be made a mistake cause I don’t! although there is little possibility that I did. But now? Nahh! Playing stupid is the best choice I can make right now, ignore the words he utters. In other words, blocking any sign of butterflies inside my stomach. " Yeah. It could be friends. " Mrs. Bianchi respond as it was amendable for her. While she nodded a couple time." See! " I raised an eyebrow as I spoke to him after I turned to face him who was standing behind me." I would rather prefer a partner than a friend! " He remarked. His head bowed slightly looking at me as we had different heights. I think I'm a meter less than him or more. " I wouldn’t have imagined I would be able to see you relaxed like this. " Suddenly Mrs. Bianchi spoke, she stared at Mr.
"Sir, we have arrived. " Thomas informed him as he parked the car in front of the mansion.I didn't realize that we had already arrived at Mr. Walker’s parents ’mansion ten minutes ago. I talked to him all the way and didn't care less about my surroundings.Just like me, Mr. Walker looked around realizing we had just arrived. There was someone waiting outside the car. " Hmm. " He took a step out of the car instantly. I followed him as I exited the car door on the other side.He headed towards the man in the black shirt, talking to him. The men had an arched eyebrows and no smile appeared on his face as he glared at me at the corner of his eye. There is something off about the whole situation. That deadly glare or the aura he carried. I stood near the car waiting for Mr. Walker as he spoke to the man. The man nodded his head as he received an order from Mr. Walker and left immediately afterwards. My brows knitted in confusion. Is there something wrong? Mr. Walker turned to face me.
" Are you alright, son? " The man inquired in concern. Of course his concerned. You just push his son right infront of him. You’re so dummy V! He is Benjamin Walker the Chairman of EL ALFA Cooperation. And the one standing beside him is his wife, Karyme Walker." Yup! I’m fine. Fuhh! " He let out a deep breath after holding the pain a minute. He glaring at me. I swallowed. I swear it was an impulsive reaction. It’s unintentionally. I smiled showing my white teeth. " Mom…. Dad. " He greeted them again, giving them a warm hug. It lasted for a few minutes before he stood up again next to me." This is Violet Hank. " He introduce to them. His hands touched my back as a simple gesture. As soon as they heard my name they both stared at each other for a moment before they faced me. A wide and soft smiles were plastered on their faces. I returned the smile back with same gesture. " Nice to meet you Mr and Mrs. Walker. " I greeted them. All of sudden Mrs. Walker walk towards me and give me
I thought the whole meal was already delighted but soon Mrs. Walker brought the dessert. My eyes were wide open when I see not one dessert but three! Oh MY!" Ahemm…You might want to wipe off that drool." Mr. Walker cleared his throat before he spoke to me. He gesturing his thumb to the side of his mouth.What!? Am I drooling. That was so embarrassing. I instantly imitated his action by touching the edges of my lips. But there is no drool, I rubbed my thumb next to my other lip. Then I heard someone scoff. It was him. What the heck! Why does he always do that!? HA!HA!HA! So funny! I glared at him. But that didn't stop him from laughing. He just 'LOVE' to make fun of me." Here we go, dear. I can see your eyes sparkle when you look at the dessert. " Mrs. Walker offered me a plate full of dessert. My attention returned to the colourful desserts.God must have blessed me today. The whole plate was containing a small bowl of Bastani ice cream, some Kataifi bites on the side of the bowl a
Sees what? I look at the couple alternately. They have the same expression on their face as they look at their son. The unbelievable face. " All right. I will not inquire her. Not until she spills the beans. " Mrs. Walker put both her hands in the air as if in despair but from the way she said it I felt not convincing enough.Mr. Walker pulled his hand away from mine after he heard the verses from his mother.My eyes blinked when I looked at the couple and Mr. Walker I wasn’t so sure what was going on here.I looked back at the dessert while frowning in confusion. I took a deep breath trying my best not to let this thing play inside my mind. Ohh .. look at that! I still have half of the Bastani ice cream. I scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and put it in my mouth. Coldness covered my throat. But the brain was busy to notice it since it was full of Mr. Walker. Damn it! The whole meal course was done and now Mrs. Walker offering me a nice tea talk with her in her backyard garden. And