Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Even though Mr Greg had confirmed that nothing was posted about me, I still found myself checking, but there was nothing. It was surprising, but I had work to tend to so it took my mind away from it. I was just heading to my office after coming out of a meeting with the sales department, when Mr Greg approached me, motioning at my office.

"Is there something?" I asked, noticing his hesitant expression.

"Someone is here to see you." He replied, his voice low.

My brows furrowed. "Who?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"I don't know, but it's a lady." He replied and my brows furrowed even more "A lady?"

He nodded. I glanced at my office before looking back at him. He gestured for me to go in, and I started walking the remaining distance to the office, my pace faster than it was before. Different thoughts raced in my mind about who the lady could possibly be. Was it a past friend of mine or something?

As I pulled the door open, my questions were answered, not nicely though, because my so-called visitor happened to be Kyra, James ex.

My eyes narrowed questioningly as I walked over to my seat, settling down gallantly. "Why are you here?" I asked, my voice firm, but she remained silent.

"Would you please say something?" I questioned, steepling my fingers together, and she smirked, her eyes glinting with a hint of malice. "Why, are you scared?"

"Of who? You?" I couldn't help the chuckle that came out of my mouth. "You don't think you are someone important, do you?"

Her face flashed with deep anger, and I smirked, feeling a sense of satisfaction. It's my turn now.

"I saw James statement," she began, pushing herself forward from her relaxed position. "Let it stay that way."

"Who do you think you are to say that?" I raised my brows.

"His girlfriend."

"You mean his ex." I corrected, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Kyra's face turned red with anger. "You bitch!"

"It's Silvana!" I asserted and the corner of eyes crinkled slightly.

"You don't tell me what to call you."

"Of course, I do. It's my name." I smiled out.

Kyra sighed, her eyes rolling upward. "You are impossible."

I watched as she played with her fingers, a sly smile spreading across her face. She said nothing for a while, and I started to wonder what was going on in her head. But, I couldn't wonder for too long because I was busy.

Putting on a fake smile, I spoke up. "You should leave if you don't have anything to say."

Kyra looked away from her fingers, her eyes locking on to mine. "Of course, I will leave." She nodded, standing in her feet, "But, I will like to warn you, go close to James at your own risk."

I frowned, but didn't talk back. Instead, I motioned towards the door. Our eyes locked for almost a minute before she turned around, cat-walking out of the office.

Sigh. Why can't this ladies leave me alone? I guess I'm unexpectedly effective that they feel so insecure. But, I don't have time to worry about them right now. I have work to do.

I reached for the file Mr Greg had given me earlier in the morning. I was too worried about a post being released about me that I didn't check it. Speaking of post, it's a surprise that nothing had come out yet, because I am so sure the diners present filmed, and they all can't be so generous to keep it to themselves, can they?

Flipping through the file, my face scrunched up in disbelief. Hardins Construction supposedly needed more amount for the apartment construction even after the huge budget we had given them. What's is going on here?

I called for Mr Greg's attention by pressing a button on the desk, and he showed up within a minute.

"What's this?" I asked immediately, holding up the file. He took it from me, scanning through it briefly before looking up at me.

"Actually, I found it weird when I received it this morning, but I wanted you to see it first."

"This is total trash! How could they demand even more funds after receiving a huge sum from us!"

I was as Mr Greg took his gaze to the floor without saying anything, which I don't understand. He should have refused this in the first place.

"Request for an explanation immediately." I order him, my voice firm. He nodded, and walked out of the office with the file.

Exhaling loudly, I took my hands to my forehead, massaging it gently. Is Xander going crazy or something? How could he send such a ridiculous request to me? He better have a reasonable explanation for this.