Chapter 98: Apartment

Margaux kept tapping her fingers on the table as she waited for Hendrix to come. An hour had already passed when Carlos confirmed his arrival yet he wasn't still there.

Irritated, she pressed the intercom and asked her secretary impatiently, “Did you really call him?”

“Yes, Miss Margaux and he said he's going here right away,” Carlos immediately answered.

“Then why is he not here yet?” she scowled.

‘Was that guy traveling from afar? But he left before us, so where could he be when Carlos called?’ Margaux thought.

“I'll try to call him again, Miss,” Carlos replied.

“Please do,” she said curtly and quickly turned off the intercom.

Leaning her back on the swivel chair, she let out a sigh and thought where could Hendrix be and what was taking him so long. For she was expecting him to hastily come there and show up right away, not letting her wait for over an hour.

“Miss?” Carlos carefully called after knocking on the door. “I'm sorry but.. I couldn't contact Mr Mondragon anymore..”