11: I WANT YOU TO MEET MY SON

I WANT YOU TO MEET MY SON

When Ingrid went to her office, she notices strange stares from her subordinates, the unusual and creepy smile the security guard showed, and the suspicious look from the receptionist.1

'What is happening here? Why do I feel strange stares from these people?' her forehead creased as she walked, but then she just shrugged it off, uncaring her surroundings.

The moment she entered the elevator, a man hurriedly came in, and again she did not look at him. However, the male's fragrant smell was vaguely familiar to her. She was hunting in her mind where she smells it, and like a bell, it rang in her mind. The scent reminded her of that bumping incident. She blushed upon remembering it.

'Gosh! And why my face feels hot? Should I look at him? Or should I just ignore him?' and she chose the latter. She stared at the wall and pretended that she did not care or unaffected by his presence. Yet, she could feel the unknown force around them, and it gets to her nerve.

"Uhm, excuse me, do you work here?" suddenly the man asked.

'oh those deep voice again!' I squinted secretly.

"Yes," she answered without looking at the man, appearing to be the boss.

"Isn't it rude not to look at the person who's talking to you?" the man said with full authority in his voice.

'Arrogant! Just who do you think you are?!' she sighed first before she answered.

"I apologize. I was thinking something else. What can I do for you?" Slowly, her head moved to where he was standing, and then she looked at him.

Her mind went blank upon seeing him. Trapped in the mesmerizing eyes as if looking to her soul. Those lips as if inviting her to go near him. He seems cold yet seductive in every way. He looks distant but will be loyal once captured.

'Those eyes are so familiar.' She suddenly thought. Her eyes become alert, moving to and fro.

"Could you lead me to the CEO's office, please?" his voice runs deep, gentle, yet it demands obedience.

'Patience, patience, patience.' She mumbled to herself.

The elevator door then opened, and some employees were standing outside and gasped when they saw them walked out together. They could hardly greet them because of shock. Instead of going inside the elevator, they stopped and talked among themselves.

"Pinch me, please!" a female employee said. "Ouch! It hurts!"

"Gosh! The future CEO and the supposed to be CEO walked together? This is news!" another one giddily shrieked.

"But hey, looking at Ma'am Ingrid, I think she didn't know it's the boss' son." A male employee commented.

"But what am I wondering if Ma'am Ingrid been affected by sir Cliff's presence? I mean, look at her, she seems lack in emotion.."

Then they all looked at each other and then at the two people who passed by.

"I got an idea... let's have a bet! Whether or not Ma'am Ingrid be affected by Sir Cliff."

"Affected? It's an easy bet, why not we bet if they will develop a romantic relationship within a year, what you think?" he let out a laugh.

"Great idea! How much should we bet?" the female employee said with a scheming smile.

....

"Freya? Where's Mr. Briggs?" Freya was startled.

"H-he's inside ma'am, with–" then automatically she opened the door.

"Mr. Briggs–" before she could finish her sentence, she went to a halt when she saw that he is in the middle of a meeting.

"Oh, sorry, I thought, you are not busy, sir."

"Oh no, it's okay dear," he said sweetly. The man with her frowned.

"I happened to meet, Mr–?" then she looked at the man behind him.

"Clifford Briggs,"

"Ahh, yes Mr. Clifford and he's looking for you, so I assumed that he already has his appointment with you. Wait... what...? Clifford Briggs?!"

"Cliff? Why's Ingrid with you? Do you know each other?" the old man interrupted, and his gaze shifted from Cliff to her, puzzled.

"Who? Him? Me? Nope, sir, we just bumped... no, I mean, we're on the same elevator and he ask for your office so I ushered him here." The older man's mouth formed into an 0 shape, and he was amused.

"Ingrid, dear, I apologize if you meet each other this way."

Her eyes widened with a surprised look.

"I want you to meet my son, Clifford Briggs. Cliff meet Ingrid Howard, the company's Executive Vice-President."

The people in the room fell silent; all of them were anticipating what will happen next.

"So you are the famous woman my father has been talking about," his gaze was intense that she had to gulped a lump in her throat before she spoke.

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