Chapter 6
But of course, being a boss myself, I insist on asking him.
"Excuse me Sir, but may I ask what deal that you are talking about?"
His eyes immediately snapped at me. "Ms. Davis, it's not work-related, so I won't discuss it with you right here in the office." his cold look gives shivers down my spine.
"Exactly Mr. Wilsons! If it's not work-related, then why do you have to offer me your deal? And why did you have to ask me about having a boyfriend or if I am dating? Does your offer something connected with it?"
"Ms. Davis, don't push me on telling you right now. Because it won't happen! You're dismissed!"
-' That's it?'
He completely ignored me by turning around his swivel chair after getting his phone. And now the back of his chair is the one facing me...
-'Wow! What a rude attitude! What if I tell you, I won't go and listen to what you will say?'-
I didn't bother to ask him again and to say goodbye. I just walked out the door and headed towards my desk.
"He doesn't know how to talk nicely! Oh God! I'm going to have wrinkles because of you, Gabriel Wilsons!" I groaned as soon as my butt touched the soft pad of my chair.
At 5:00, I peeked again at his office. Although I knew I would just get the same response, as an act of professionalism, I knocked on his door. And he said 'come in', I just hung on the door frame saying my goodbye to him
I told her to tell all the staff not to greet me when they see me inside, which I know is a bit impossible. I don't know how she will manage to do that but I texted her again that I will explain it all once I have time.
"Good evening ma'am----- Ms. Madi?" the security guard at the entrance greeted me with widened eyes.
I put my forefinger to my lips to show him to be quiet. I think he got it, and he smiled before he nodded.
When my feet stopped at the entrance,
"Good evening------Ms.Madi?" Susan, one of our waitresses, held the same expression as the guard. "You're so beautiful Ms. Madi," she said in excitement. She has the reservation book in her hands.
"Good evening, Susan. Ahm.. is there a name of Gabriel Wilson's on your lists tonight?" I asked, smiling, and her eyes lit up more.
"Let me check it, ma'am." she scanned the lists. "Oh, yes ma'am. You want me to show you where the table is?"
And my eyes widened. "Oh no, it's okay. Just tell me where the side he's in."
"Okay, ma'am. He's on the left wing. Third table before the corner."
"Okay, thank you."
"Are you sure ma'am, you don't want me to show you the table?"
"No, it's okay. No need to do that. Thank you, Susan." I said smiling.
"You're welcome, Ms. Madi." She smiled back at me.
"Uhm... by the way, Susan. Please after this, go to Ms. Noelle. She has some instructions for all of you. Go now, just left the reservation book with the guard for a while."
"Yes ma'am." she nodded without asking back.
After that, I walked to where Mr. Wilson's table was. And I found him on his phone frowning and talking to someone on the other line.
I am wondering if that's the same person he was talking with on his phone a few days ago. An investigator as I remember.
-'Ohh, tsk..tsk..tsk.. poor someone whoever you are, I pity you for getting hired by him. Until now, he can't get over his ex-girlfriend, so he needs to hire an investigator to monitor her?'-
And then, there are again the sudden 'pangs' in my heart.
TBC ✍️