Heaving a frustrated-full sigh, Mia trod back to the window and saw that the man was still standing outside the entrance.
She couldn't possibly let him continue standing there like that-knowing fully well that he was here to see her... What would she do now?
She heaved a sigh and quickly put on a pair of flip-flop slippers. Thereafter, she headed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her.
She ignored the piercing gazes of the girls around her and limped all the way to the front gate to meet her visitor.
As soon as Lucas saw the lady step out through the gate, he breathed out a sigh of relief. He'd been standing here for a while now... all of those underaged girls, throwing flirtatious glances at him--yuck.
Hmm. Not for once did it occur to the ever intelligent personal assistant of the CEO of Beats Corporations that he could have asked any of those 'underage' girls to get Mia for him. Tsk tsk. So much for having a high IQ.
Thank goodness the lady was here now. Lucas nodded his head.
"Good evening, ma'am." He smiled politely.
"Good evening." Mia replied, forcing out a smile.
Her breathing hitched in her throat. Her heart was thumping hard in her chest. She was so occupied by numerous thoughts that she didn't notice the jealous gazes passers-by were giving her.
"How come that girl is chatting with such a handsome man?"
"Isn't that Mia?"
"He's so cute."
"Is she cheating on Max?..."
"Maybe the man was sent by her father..."
Lucas noticed the piercing gazes and offered, "can we go somewhere more private, to talk?" He found those girls offensively annoying.
He led Mia down the road to a neatly parked car that was under a tree. As they came and stood beside the car, Lucas couldn't help but take a look at the girl all over again. Her appearance...
One, she'd limped on one foot to the car... two, she looked badly beaten--with her swollen face... Sheesh!
"Hum- I'm so sorry... about the divorce papers..." Mia stuttered, "I think I've misplaced it." She quickly went straight to the point.
There was no use beating around the bush. Plus, the man seemed nice. Thank goodness he was the one that came, and not tha demi-god, or she didn't know what would befall her.
"Can you please give me a couple of days to find it?--no, just a day is okay. Just a day. I promise, I'll sign the papers and bring the file to you as soon as I find it. I promise. Immediately." She pleaded with teary eyes.
Huh... Wait.
Lucas' face beamed all of a sudden. "You haven't signed it yet?"
Mia shook her head sorrowfully, then she looked up at him, "just give me a day and I'll bring it to you."
Lucas opened his mouth to speak but before he could get a word out of it, the car's rear door glass--beside them--suddenly wound down and stopped halfway.
"That's not possible." An icy cold voice resounded.
Mia flinched away, almost collapsing into Lucas' embrace. She had no idea there was someone in the car.
When she calmed down, she looked through the car window, in the backseat, and saw the demi-god. She recognized him instantly. How couldn't she?
That formidable face of his definitely left long lasting impressions in people's minds... she couldn't have forgotten his face--the unparalleled looking man wasn't one to be easily forgotten.
Chills ran up Mia's spine as she gawked at him. Despite the unbearable cold aura emitting from him, he looked helplessly bewitching.
"Close your mouth." The CEO's eyelashes fluttered at the tiny little girl ogling at him.
Mia blinked senses back into her head and shut her mouth at once. Even without him speaking, his appearance alone demanded respect and compliance, talk more of him actually speaking.
Lucas simply stood on a side, watching as events unfolded. Since his boss had taken up the mantle, he had no business conversing with the lady anymore.
"Where's the file?" Shawn's cold gaze swept over the girl.
He noticed her blistered lip... his mouth pursed. Well, that had absolutely nothing to do with him; it was none of his business; so, he looked away from her face and stared directly into her eyes, in an intimidating manner, instead.
"I-hu-hum... th-thte th-I--" Mia was terrified.
And his eyes... they were not helping matters either. They were so compelling... Grey... she was completely mesmerized by the depths of them that couldn't help but stutter. So grey.
"Cat got your tongue?" Shawn asked irritably.
The girl's denseness was starting to piss him off.
His deep resounding voice made Mia regain her senses abruptly.
""Errrr- the file-I'm deeply sorry--I misplaced it." She chewed on the inner walls of her cheeks, nervously.
Shawn clicked his tongue silently. Liar...
The girl was not only a gold digger, but she was also a blatant liar. Well, he wasn't surprised at this... someone who's a thief is automatically a liar, so what was he expecting?
The girl didn't lose the divorce papers. She'd hid them somewhere, or perhaps, she'd burnt the whole file, just so she could remain married to him. All she wanted was his money.
Like, it hadn't even been up to twenty-four hours yet, and she'd misplaced the file--that was a big fat lie.
Even if she truly had misplaced it, then she wasn't only a pathetic thief, but also a negligent piece of sh*t. Because, how?... But Shawn knew that wasn't the case anyway.
Since she'd decided to act shamelessly, he would not go easy on her then.
"Then you have to face the consequences of your action." Without giving Mia the chance to process his words, Shawn blurted out: "Lucas, get her in the car."
HE wound the rear door glass, back up, giving Mia no chance to say anything.
"Madam, please." Gentlemanly, the CEO's personal assistant led the limping girl to the other side of the car and opened the door for her.
Well, since the lady was still married to his boss, he had to treat her with utmost care and respect.
Mia was tongue-tied and, at the same time, confused. What exactly was going on, she didn't know. But one thing she knew was to not mess around--go against--the formidable man's words.
Meekly, she stepped in the backseat, beside Shawn, leaving a very wide space between the both of them. But why here? Why was she to sit beside him? Why not in the passenger's side?...
After sitting, she clasped her hands together and put them between her thighs, her heart racing.
Lucas shut the door and got in the driver's seat.
While he was the personal assistant of the CEO, most times, he sometimes acted as the boss' driver too.
He ignited the engine and began to drive onto the tarred road, in a direction that was completely strange and unfamiliar to Mia. BUt unlike her, Lucas knew where they were headed--the big boss' house.