"you are such a good dancer" he said with a small smile on his face.
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Silence dragged on between both of them as Avery stared at him in shock. She wish the ground could just open up and swallow her. With swift move, she reached the elevator button and pushed it.
"Wait!" He exclaimed and made to hold the elevator. Luckily, he was fast enough.
Avery cursed under her breath when the door opened again. She avert her gaze and watch him stepped in through the corner of her eyes.
The door closed and she stood straight, having her cold aura again. Silence dragged on between them again. He was tall and built probably three times her size, his scent was alluring.
Lucas Xander the second son of the Xander cooperation. One of the biggest cooperation on new York. He is many women dreams, he have a cheerful around him with a crazy vibe... But when it comes with business and rivals, he becomes a strict devil.
"Good morning Mrs president" Lucas deep voice broke the silence.
"Morning" Avery replied shortly. She still feel uncomfortable, she was still scolding herself inwardly.
"You didn't reply to your message yesterday" Lucas said.
"I wasn't interested?" Avery replied straight forwardly.
"What?" He frowned looking at her.
"I'm not repeating myself" She said.
"But it seems you are free.. right now" Lucas said.
"As you can see, I'm busy with work. Going out to some fancy restaurant to have a meal is not my thing to do" She said.
"Oh wait.." Lucas scoffed out of disbelief. "Do you really think I was asking if you are free just to take you out?" He asked.
"Yes, that's what all men do. We've only known met each other twice and yet you messaged me yesterday night, asking if I'm free" She said still not sparing a glance at him.
"This is unbelievable" he mumbled.
The door opened and she step out first while Lucas followed her behind.
'Why is he following me?' Avery thought to herself as she kept on walking.
Getting to her office she turn to look at him since he still haven't retreat.
"Are you stalking me?" She asked.
"I'm here to see the president of this company" Lucas replied lightly.
"What?" Avery didn't get what he meant.
"President Avery!" Chloe's called them and they both looks at her at the same time. "Mr Lucas, I'm glad you show up" Chloe said to thean behind Avery.
"Wait, you knew he'll be here and you didn't think you should inform me?" Avery asked raising her brow.
"I called you last night several times Avery but you didn't pick up. Mr Lucas is here because of the contract we just got. He is here to talk about it and schedule the date on when we are going to sign the contract" Chloe said.
Avery swallowed nothing. He is here for the contract?
"He said he texted if you are free today but you didn't reply that was why he texted me" Chloe said.
Avery swallowed again remembering what she had said at the elevator. Oh what have she done? She turn to look at Lucas who have a blank look on his face.
"I.. I..."
"It's okay, there's no need for you to stretch it. Let's discuss about the contract" Lucas said.
Chloe pouted her lips wondering what's happening between the two of them.
"Fine" Avery replied with a small frown.
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(WINS ENTERTAINMENT.. INDUSTRY)
Chantel's gaze was focus on the file before her which has bold inked written words on it. The file contains the details of the artist who applied to join her company. When comes to artists, Chantel is quite strict with her choice.
Her face look more matured and not old, her body shape was still intact and she is still a legend in the model industry world. Her story never dies!
Before her, was Rana. Even after the years she is not still tired of being on Chantel's side.
"Trevor Walter, have a pretty decent background but I'm worried about something. I won't get to decide not until I see him myself" Chantel said.
"I'll ask him to make an appearance as soon as possible" Rana said and reached her phone. She made a call and the person picked up after 3 seconds.
"Hello Trevor, the president wants to see you as soon as possible" Rana informed the other person on the phone.
"Sure, I'll be there in ten minutes" the other person said, Rana didn't expect it.
"He'll be here soon" she said to Chantel.
After waiting for a while, the receptionist called to inform about someone's arrival. Chantel gave her approval and the call ended.
A young man adjust his suit well. People stared at him as he made his way to the president office, most of them was women, they were drooling. He was tall and moderate with his body shape. Though he was not wearing an expensive suit, he still look so handsome and smart.
Who is that?...
Gosh he is so handsome...
Is he the new artist?...
The workers couldn't help but gossip. He didn't fail to hear it. He took a deep breath when he reach a particular door. Exhaling, her knocked on it lightly.
"Come in"
He opened the door and walked in.
"Good morning Mrs President, I'm Trevor Walter" he introduced with a light bow.
Chantel fell into a trance for a moment. What is this feeling? Why does he look like someone she had seen before? She ignored that feeling.
"Hello, nice to meet you. Now let's get back to business" Chantel spoke.
After their meeting Chantel decide to head home since she missed being in Dominic's warmth. Not getting it for a day is like a suicide mission.
"What do you think about Trevor?" Rana asked as she checked the companies page.
"I still don't get the good vibe around him. He seems weird" Chantel said staring outside the car window. Once her mind have a bad feeling about someone, then there is something wrong somewhere.
"He seems good to me, we can't know him without trying" Rana said and Chantel sighed.
On bed, Chantel laid on Dominic's arm as they both watch the movie before him.
Seeing the sour look on her face, Dominic lean down and kiss her forehead lightly. "What's with the look wife?" He asked lightly.
Chantel explained her strange feelings towards the new artist coming to sign with them
"If your heart doesn't go with him then there is no reason why you shouldn't reject him" Dominic said.
He is right, she should just let him go since it's her heart decision.
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Trevor sat on his study room as he stared at his phone with a blank look on his face.
The Wins entertainment angency rejected him. He twirled his glass as he drown into a deep thought. Even after the work he had done just to enter this company and yet he was rejected.. how absurd.
A small smirk graced on his lips. "I've expected this to happen anyway" he dropped his drink and stood up to his feet.
He walked out of the study room and head towards a particular room. He knocked once and walked into the room.
His eyes settled on the woman sitting on a wheelchair. She had her back face him and her gaze was on the burning fire before her.
"Mother" he called out.
"Hello son, how did it go?" Her hoarse voice penetrated his ear.
"I was rejected" Trevor replied flatly.
The woman scoffed hearing her son's reply. "That's Chantel. A proud peacock who is never to change.. even after so many years, she is still the same"
Her lips curved up into a dangerous smile.