Chapter 10

Clara POV

It has been more than thirty minutes since myself and Dylan arrived at this very big hotel, waiting to meet with Bruno. Just after I was done with Zara, I informed my Secretary to set up a meeting with him and just as I expected he hadn't showed up.

Maybe the weight of how he treated me in the past, held him back. or he was too ashamed to show his face. That was what I thought before he finally strode in. Next to him was a lady with an unfamiliar face but with the way she was dressed, I could tell she was his secretary.

And Bruno, he was still looking good as always. His well tailored suit hung perfectly on his body, his jaw was clean and well shaven. His black hair fell in front of his face, making him look like some fashion model and for some reason, it felt like he hadn't aged all these years. But behind those features was a man full of himself and with pride, who is a cheater and a liar. I knew better not to let his face deceive me one more time.

“ You are late” I stated nonchalantly as I rested backwards on the leather couch.

“Which you waited” he said, taking the empty seat across the table while his secretary settled next to him. The way he stared at me so carefully and well detained, I could tell he was caught in awe at how good looking I was even after everything he did to me. He gave a quick glance at Dylan who was seated next to me, his face held with questions like who Dylan could be but his pride wouldn’t let me so he continued immediately like everything was fine.

“I knew you would wait , so I took time to look this good before coming . It been how many years already, Seven years?”

Shocked to know he actually kept count.

“I am not here to discuss that” I cut in, seated upright as I continued. “ I got a case of a little child who is in need of a surgery for Zero room of error” I paused, my eyes fixed on him and letting the word sink inside of his head. “ Shocked to see that this child belongs to you”

He leaned backwards and folded his arm. “ I was told you are the best in the whole of the city. Looks like struggling after divorce pays off after all”

“Struggling” I chulked dryly. “ No Bruno, what you did actually made me pour back into myself instead of draining on some wandering scum and look where it got me today, best of all. And now you are here pleading to be saved”

He cleared his throat, clearly unsettled but he never was going to give in.

“ Look Clara, i am not here to play games. My daughter need this surgery and you have to do it-

“ You mean, the same daughter you had while you forced me to abort mine” I shot back, my voice cracked but I was sure to keep it calm. “ You don’t get to sit and act like nothing happened”

“This isn’t about the past Clara, you ought to have move passed it a long time ago”

Wow, he proved me wrong.

He was never sorry for what he did to me. Bruno never felt any atom of sorry in him even after these years. What was I even thinking? I mean it Bruno Clark we are talking about. A very selfish man who is just all about himself.

“ you made it the past remember” Dylan finally spoke up, causing Bruno to glance at him, eyes narrowing.

“And who are you again?” Bruno questioned, crossing his leg over the other, his arm resting on the leather couch.

“Your replacement! Someone who picked up the piece of what you destroyed” Dylan replied firmly, giving no room for intimidation.

“It's okay. He is not worth your energy " I said to Dylan, my hand softly caressing his.

Then I looked back at Bruno. “ If you come here thinking I will bend for you then you are a liar. I reject the surgery and let your pride get you another doctor!”

“What do you mean?” he jotted up angrily. “ You will let another innocent child die just to punish me-

“I am done having this conversation. Get out!” I stated.

He laughed. “ Who do you think you are to have me thrown out! Remember this isn’t the hospital where your power lays. This is the outside world and I, Bruno Clark runs things over here.” “You will be the one out of here not me” “Manager!” he called out, staring at the direction of one of the staff.

Yes. That was the Bruno I have always known, prideful and reckless.

“Sir, is there anything I can do for you” one of the staff who attended to us asked.

“ I want these people thrown out immediately” my eyes widened. He has no right to throw anyone out of a public restaurant.

The staff member glanced at us awkwardly and then back at Bruno. “I can’t do that sir. You are both customers in which we are expected to treat everyone equally.” He responded fairly.

“Do you even know who you are talking to?!” He barked. “Where is your manager?! Call me the manager of this place right now!”

Thank goodness I had the whole hotel restaurant booked, if not it would have turned out to be the hotline gist for bloggers.

“Bruno, what do you think you are doing?”

“Watch me! You think you are big, I will show you I am bigger ". “Where is the manager?!” He barked again and I glanced at Dylan who’s been so quiet the whole time.

And just in time, a man in his early forties walked in, behind him were other staff.

“Hello, this is me sir. I am the manger” he said, glancing at Bruno.

“Good. I want them out of this place” he pointed toward us causing the manager to glance in our direction and immediately his facial expressions changed, like he saw someone he knew.

“Mr Wilson!- the manager slightly bowed his head and immediately the other staff followed in unison. “ You didn’t mention you would be coming today”

“It's okay,” Dylan said. “Call the security and have him thrown out of my property” he added and grabbed my hand.

“Immediately sir!” I heard the manger responded as we walked away.