Rose and her ways. She had already mapped out her plans. Her parents looked on in surprise.
"What has she got up her sleeve?" they both could not help but wonder. Rose went into her room and tidied up. She was soon out of the house.
"What could this smart daughter of mine be up to?" Olivia thought. She trusted her daughter's judgement. She was sure Rose would set things right.
Rose set off to Noah's house. She had seen a car that was said to be his during her outing. He was at home most probably. This was her chance to hit big. She took a taxi to his exquisite Villa. The security men were surprised to see a visitor as their boss lived a private and solitary life.
"Who are you looking for, young miss?" one of the security men asked her.
"I am looking for president Noah," she responded.
"Do you have an appointment with him? Is he aware you will be coming?" the man queried further.
"No. But tell him I am here to see him," she replied.
The man was marvelled at her confidence. He should tell Young Master Noah that a lady was there to see him? He wondered what gave her such guts and the assurance that Noah Harper would let her in.
"Young miss, please, you should leave. He doesn't welcome visitors without an appointment," he said dismissing her. But Rose came prepared.
"Tell him he has a visitor. I need to see him," she insisted.
Meanwhile, Noah was lying on his bed. He looked noble and dignified even in his casual clothes. He was reading a book on his bed when he suddenly remembered something. He took his phone and called the security. As soon as the phone rang, one of the security men rushed for it.
"Good day sir," he greeted immediately the call connected.
"I need two people to go to Kim's Enterprise. Manager Greg will hand you a package. Guard it well and deliver it to Blackwood Towers. Send it directly to the manager of the human resources department. Is that understood?" Noah asked.
"Yes sir..." he replied.
"Yes, I said, you should tell him I am here. He will like to see me," Rose's voice echoed from the background. The voice drew Noah's attention. It was loud and clear. And he knew he never had visitors, talk more of a female.
"Who is that? What is going on there?" he asked.
"Sir, a young girl is here. She insisted on seeing you. But don't worry sir. We will send her away right now. We have told her you don't accept visitors but she is adamant and is proving stubborn. We will warn her again, if she doesn't heed, we will throw her out. You don't need to worry sir. We will handle it," the security man answered promptly.
"Wait," Noah ordered.
"Sir?"
"Who is she? Find out now," he called out.
"Okay sir," the security man responded. He went closer and whispered something to his colleague who nodded and shifted back.
"Young lady, who are you? Let's know your identity," the man queried.
Rose smiled and said, "I am Rose Grant. The first daughter of the Grant family."
"Okay," the man responded and went back to give the report.
"Sir, she is the first daughter of the Grant family."
"Damn. What is she doing here? That silly…" Noah began. But he had a second thought. What if she had come to tell him of her sister's whereabouts? Maybe they wanted him to know so that he would let go of their company. He was willing to give up the company just to get Emily.
"Let her in," he said flatly.
"Sorry, sir…." the security stammered. He was completely taken by surprise at that. His boss seldom welcomed visitors and he was gay. Why will he ask them to let a girl in?
"Did you not hear me or have you gone deaf? Or probably crazy?" Noah asked in annoyance. He hated being questioned. The security man quickly corrected himself.
"I am sorry sir. We will let her in right away," he replied and hurried to Rose and his colleague.
"Young Master asked us to let her in," he whispered to his colleague.
"What?" he responded, equally surprised.
"Yes. He said we should let her in," the former said again.
"Young miss, you may go in," he said to Rose who beamed with smiles. She followed the other security man into the main compound, her heart filled with unexplainable joy. The security man led the way inside and ushered her to a seat. Noah no longer had household servants. He dismissed them after Emily fled as he had no use for them. He was never at home. He had decided to remain where he was since he left his house for Emily. Some minutes later, Noah descended the stairs. His phoenix like eyes bore into Rose as if he could see through her and read her mind. She stood up and greeted him,
"Good afternoon, young master." She took time to observe this man at a close range. He was tall and had exceptional facial features. His shirt was unbuttoned to his clavicle giving her a chance to feed her eyes with the glorious sight. His dignified aura and the coldness emanating from him made her heart skip a bit. He studied her for a while and took a seat.
"What do you want?" he asked coldly.
"He is said to be handsome but he is even more handsome than is said. His voice too is …" Rose drifted away in her thoughts but she was quick to pull her acts together.
"President Noah, I am the daughter of William's Grant and…" she began but Noah cut her short.
"... Go straight to the point."
"Okay, sir", she answered embarrassed.
"I found out you were buying my father's shares. And I suspect it's Emily who is behind it. She must have compelled you to hurt us. We have done nothing wrong…." she began to sob, pretending to be innocent.
"Emily? Compelled me? What are you saying?" he asked, completely ignoring her actions.
"Yes. She doesn't like us. And she wants to paint us black before you. Please, President Noah, let…"
"Where is Emily?" Noah asked impatiently.
"Emily? Isn't she home sir?" Rose asked in amazement.
"Damn. She doesn't even know her whereabouts," Noah said within him. It was of no use letting Rose in. It was time for her to get out.
"What do you want? I ask again," Noah questioned.
"We could sort things out, Young Master Noah," she said biting her lips and tugging at her dress.
Did she come to seduce him? What guts she must have.
"I will do anything. Please, young master," she continued, still tugging her dress to reveal her cleavage. Noah was utterly disgusted.
"Get out," he ordered with the last bit of his patience. Rose didn't move. She was used to these moments and she knew her way around. But she was mistaken. Noah was different. She raised her dress exposing her beautiful laps that were sexy. It only took a strong willed man to resist. She was very beautiful.
"I will give you only three seconds to get out," he said flatly. His voice was cold and distant. It was evident he was accustomed to giving orders and it had the power to compel and subject people to obey. Rose saw his eyes brewing fire. Her sane mind quickly took control and she quit the act. She had lost the battle. This was the first time ever. Her plans seldom failed. She was not going to give up. She will be back.