"We were hanging out at Friz Bar last night when Ms. Gail Andrews suddenly showed up there, asking if she could join us."
No response from Jeremy but a discreet sigh.
What he just found out from them instantly changed his good mood, but he does his best not to let it show.
"I think I will just wait outside." Jeremy rose up from sitting.
"But, sir.."
"I'm really okay with that, don't worry." He said, plastering a little smile on his face to convince the girls that it's really okay for him to wait outside.
He then excused himself and left the three girls at the table.
How his colleagues are intently looking at him can tell that they are waiting for Brian to ask Jeremy a question. That look on his face interests them. It must be a very intriguing question. Jeremy, like the three girls, is also waiting to hear Brian's question. "How did you and Ma'am Serin meet?" That is a perfect question, the three girls thought. That is actually what they had been dying to ask Jeremy. They are also very curious how their boss met a prominent and influential man, like Jeremy Sean. Since yesterday when Brian told them that he had seen Serin and Jeremy together outside the tea shop at Feron Park and since last night when Gail Andrews suddenly showed up before them at Friz Bar, t
The moment Jeremy heard the old man's voice call him Heron, overwhelming fear started to frighten him, like flashes of lightning that suddenly disturbed the tranquil sky. That phone call, in an instant, darkened his bright day. Jeremy is sure who is on the other line. With that voice, he already knows him. That is definitely him, the old man whom he ran into Campbell Park the night when odd occurrences terribly knocked him with shocking terror and absurd affliction. That was nine years ago but Jeremy could still clearly remember it. But that was not the first and last time their paths crossed. Five years ago, that old man suddenly show
"Tell me how he looks." Jeremy said with a serious face. Carol gulped, suddenly feeling discomforting awkwardness because her boss is facing her so close. "Umm.. he l..looks shabby, sir." There is a dismayed look on Jeremy's serious face. "Since when did you learn to judge someone based on their appearance? That's not the Carol I know." Jeremy said and then he continued walking. His steps hastened. Carol, who is dumbfounded, is left standing. She feels sorry for the old man and at the same time, ashamed for spitting thoughtless remarks in front of her boss. &n
"Hello?" Jeremy still managed to conceal the tremble in his voice, despite the outpouring shock. "Sir, Ms. Heidee will arrive in 30 minutes." Carol is talking about the VIP guest from London who would stay in Crimson for a week. "I see." "Is everything okay there, sir?" Carol can't help but ask, out of her worry. She just hopes that her boss would not misunderstand her. "Don't worry. Like what I told you earlier, he's not gonna harm me." Jeremy said with firmness in his voice.
Meeting the old man for the second time has helped Serin clearly remember a particular scenario that she saw in her dreams while she was deep in her sleep earlier. Sodon was the one carrying Heron in a crimson baby robe, enduring the cold night while looking for a place to stay. And there in Hope Orphanage, they finally found a new home. A home that eventually helped Heron meet a loving and generous family, the Sean's. 'She might get her memory back anytime soon. This isn't good.' The old man thought to himself while looking deep into Serin's eyes, terribly worried. "Nine years ago, when you suddenly showed up at Campbell Park, strangely, your presence and words comforted me. Instead of overwhelming shock, what I felt was great relief. You were a total stranger b
Heron. That name sounds familiar, Chris thought. He feels that he already heard someone mention Heron before. "Sir, should we ask the security team to do something? What if--" "No. You know your boss, don't you? He hates causing commotion in this hotel. Besides, we're not sure if he is really missing. He must be with the old man. I have a feeling that they know each other." Perturbed, Carol's heavy sighs filled the entire office floor hallway. "But Sir Jeremy will never go missing if Crimson has important matters, especially upon arrival of VIP guests." "Speaking of, I must go down now."
Without wasting any moment, Jeremy kissed Gail again. He is kissing her lips so passionately. His hot kisses are full of steamy pleasure while his hands are freely moving on Gail's hourglass body, touching it with burning desire. Getting more sexually aroused, his wet lips suddenly moved on her neck, aggressively kissing it, like a hungry beast who is devouring her. Those wild kisses on her neck are making their bodies steam in burning fire. Jeremy is not in his real self anymore. He is a man after all. It is not easy to ignore his sexual desires. The tempting and alluring flesh of Gail is giving him the wildest excitement.
Francis looked away, wanting to avoid Sam's scrutinizing eyes. "I was only spacing out inside the car." "Spacing out?? You think you can fool me? I'm sure you were watching something on your laptop." "I wasn't." He insisted and then walked again. But Sam stood in the way, blocking Francis from walking. She gave him a stare filled with suspicion. "You know that I saw you busy with your laptop while I was knocking on the window." "No, I don't. I was spacing out, right? How would I know?" The guy's