Chapter 13 - It's time.

Rosa's Pov.

“Where am I going?” I asked like I didn't hear the first time, but he kept up his stoic face.

“You heard me. Where are you going?”

“And why are you keeping tabs on me? Don't tell me that I no longer have the right to move around here?” I asked him, trying to avoid the question.

If I told him that I was heading to meet up with Gary, he might refuse, especially since I'm on his team and he is obviously not getting along with Gary.

“Answer the question,” He said to me seriously, and I knew that I had no choice whatsoever.

“I'm going to Mr Gary's office,” I mumbled, and he stared at me for a while before walking away.

Wait, that's it?

No comment, no scolding?

Nothing?

“Boss Gary's office?” I heard a voice ask behind me, and I turned to see Evans.

“Yes, he invited me there,” I asked, wondering if he would tell me not to go, but instead he smiled.

“Okay, c'mon, let's go.”

“I can get there myself,” I quickly told him, and he frowned.

“And how do you plan on doing that?” He asked me, and I parted my lips to say something, but nothing came out.

Morgan only gave me a tour of Andres's side of the building; if I told Evans that I knew about Gary's side, it'd be too suspicious.

“I was just planning on asking people,” I told him, and he chuckled.

“Well, you're lucky I'm here. Let's get going.”

I obeyed and followed him, holding my bag tightly.

“So, you are finding it easy here, right?” He asked me, and I nodded with a small smile.

“Yeah, everyone here seems nice and friendly,” I told him, and he shrugged.

“What can I say? Mr Andres does a good job in making them behave.”

Silence followed afterwards, a weird one that I wanted to break so badly, so I brought up a question.

“Why don't they get along?” I asked, and he turned to me.

“Who?”

“The brothers, why are they not on good terms?” He paused for a while, and I regretted asking immediately.

There's no way he'd give out the answers, especially to me, who is still under probation.

“Boss Gary isn't Mr Lucas' real son, he's the stepson,” he told me quietly, and my eyes widened.

“What!?” I gasped, and he nodded.

“After Boss Andres’ mum died, he remarried Gary's mum, but she already had a son, which Boss Lucas promised to take care of like his own.”

“Now I see why Andres is the supposed heir,” I said more to myself than him, and he sighed.

“Well, the thing is, Andres doesn't even want to be the heir; he is willing to give the position to Gary, just for peace to reign,” He mumbled, and I stroked my chin.

“But would Mr Lucas allow that?” I asked, and Evans nodded sideways.

“That's the beef that father and son have right now, Lucas wants Andres to become the CEO, but Gary doesn't want that; he said he knew more about the business than Andres.” He sighed again.

“Why are you telling me all this?” I was forced to ask; he is literally divulging the company's secrets to me, someone whom he met only recently, and still doesn't know much about their background.

“Because I trust you,” He said, and I blinked, surprised.

“You what?”

“I trust you, I don't know why or how, but I just do,” he mumbled.

“That would explain why you allowed me into the company even though you could have easily terminated me due to the suspicions.”

No matter how Quinn does it, someone from the company's inside had to approve my request, so that I could join, and we as well were surprised that it got approved earlier than we thought.

It had to be him.

“I don't know why the feeling is there, and I don't want to know, just don't end up being difficult, Andres is already on my neck for allowing you in, if you turn out to be someone you're not then...”

“Are you indirectly calling me a spy?” I asked, and he quickly nodded sideways.

“No, I'm just saying that, a little thing, just a small thing could happen and boom! You are called a spy and have to spend the rest of your life in jail. Andres may seem like a nice, cool-headed guy, but he is very serious when it comes to this company, and he wants it to remain.”

“Handing it over to Gary is the same thing as killing it,” I muttered slowly, and he turned to me.

“Did you say something?” He asked, and I smiled.

“I said, thank you for escorting me,” I said with a grin, and he smiled also.

“Sure, oh, and one more thing, be careful in there,” He told me, before walking out. I heaved a sigh of relief.

Gosh, it felt like air had been trapped in my lungs.

I felt really bad for him, because if I truly got caught in the future, then he would be the first person held accountable.

As much as I felt pity, I knew I couldn't let that get in the way, so I sighed, staring at the door.

It's time.