I gaped at him refusing to reply. I tried to maneuver my way past him, he blocked the exit refusing to let me pass. How very mature of him.
“Aren’t you going to say something, anything at all…?”
We still stood at the doorway. I folded my arms shrugging them slightly.
I uttered coldly after a few seconds.
“No is a response Elena…”
He chuckled and I rolled my eyes. I can’t believe he thinks after everything that happened, he could just come into my life due to my silly mistake and make cocky jokes and suddenly all is forgiven.
“Call off your dogs at my apartment Van, stay away from me.”
I commanded in a rough time.
“You know I can’t do that Elena so why ask. I’m keeping my eyes on you just in case you decide to run again so why ask me to do something impossible like give you the chance to slip out..”
“Oh, I don’t know. I just thought maybe you would be reasonable this time.”
“You have no idea how long I’ve searched for you.”
“Two and a half years that’s how long and if it were up to me, you would never, ever find me again.”
I said and rolled my eyes again.
“You just left without warning, just like that.”
My eyes widened at his choice of words.
“Well, leaving is one way to put what happened…”
I trailed off as more memories came in.
?THREE YEARS EARLIER?
Most of the rich folks found me amusing. Some even brought phones out to take recording of this “hilarious moment.”
Octavia, his fiance didn’t do it once. It happened repeatedly, each time even funnier to them.
I barely cared about what’s happening right now. It was just juice plus the embarrassment. It wouldn’t be the first time.
The only thing hurting me like f****ng hell was Van standing at the corner, staring at the “hilarious.” Display by his fiance, he didn’t laugh so much as he had a plain look on his face. He just stood there, quietly enjoying the show and doing absolutely nothing to help me.
That’s what made me feel like dying.
I kept my gaze on him, with each passing second I reassured myself he’ll do something very soon. One word and everything would end. Just one word.
A tear rolled out when he didn’t. Instead, he turned around and walked away.
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END OF FLASHBACK
Mr O’Cornner got off the phone as I and Van walked in.
“Your assistant was kind enough to keep me company and updated while you were busy and agitated.”
Van totally covered for me. If he’s expecting a thank you, he’s not getting one anytime soon.
“Ohh, alright. Let’s get right down to business.”
I zoomed out of their conversation. They talked about the prospects of the agreement, the fiances and other things I didn’t listen to.
“Alright then. Now that it’s settled, I think we’re both ready to sign.”
It took them almost an hour to “settle” things and the signing happens in seconds.
Actually, I do have one last thing to add to the agreement.
Mr O’Cornner asks curiously.
“I request that at least three times every week your person assistant comes over to Mikeslson industries as your proxy.”
I faced him with a massive glare.