Chapter 512 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

“I’m beginning to wonder if you’re my best friend or his,” Miley said, and Amy smiled.

“I’m sure you know I’m telling you this only because you’re my best friend. If he says no, accept it maturely and move on,” Amy advised.

“Alright. I’ve heard you. Let’s hope he doesn’t say no then,” Miley said as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

“Okay. No more talking. I need to let her do her job. Your makeup artist is here too,” Miley said as she flashed an apologetic look at the makeup artist who was waiting for her to finish talking before resuming.

Although, neither of them said another word to each other as they let their makeup artists work on their faces, but they both had the same thought on their minds.

Seducing Dr. Hottie.

Asking Amy to seduce Lucas if he turned down her proposal had little or nothing to do with wanting his sperm for her baby. Even if she wasn’t going to be getting any romance in her life as she wanted, seeing Amy get some would bring joy to her and would make her last days memorable. Especially if it was with someone like Lucas.

She was going to find a way to convince Amy to seduce Lucas. She knew that Amy would do it as long as she thought she was doing it for her. That was going to be her plan B. If Lucas refused to be beside her as her man, then she was going to find a way to keep him as Amy’s man.

They would both be good for each other, Lucas and Amy. Also, there would always be that satisfaction of knowing that either she or Amy was with Rachel’s man.

Amy on the other hand wondered what had possessed Miley to come up with such a suggestion. Seducing Celsie’s brother? What ever made Miley think she was capable of something like that? The thought of it alone made her want to laugh out loud.

“This is perfect,” Miley said, once her makeup artist finished and she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

She stood from her seat and faced Amy, “Now you look irresistible,” she cooed as she touched Amy’s chin, making Amy smile.

“I think we are almost done here. I will go sort out the bills at the cashier’s desk, while you finish up,” Miley said before walking away.

Once Amy was done, she joined Miley, and as they walked out of the mall together, heads turned to stare at them, “You see that? Lucas is not going to be able to say no to both of us.”

Although it was almost closing hour, Harry remained seated behind his desk with a puzzled frown on his face as he stared at his laptop screen blankly.

He had been busy all day, moving from one meeting to another immediately after they returned to the office, so he had been unable to give some thought to what had happened earlier in the day.

Now that he had some time to himself alone in his office, he was able to think about Benne’s strange behavior as he recalled their meeting with the investors and the strange exchange with the lady in front of the restaurant.

What could be so serious that Benne couldn’t tell him about? Did it involve him? The more he thought about it, the more he couldn’t shake off the strange feeling that whatever had happened there was about him.

One minute Benne had been smiling at something one of the investors had said, and the next minute he was busy on his phone and asking that they leave because he needed to help Celsie with something at the office.

What struck him as odd the most was the urgency with which he had said they should leave, only to later explain that what he wanted to do at the office was help Celsie talk to the human resource department to put out an ad for a part-time secretary.

Something was up, and his only relief was that it had nothing to do with his father, since he had just gotten off the phone with Celsie a moment ago, and she assured him that his father was sleeping in his bedroom.

Harry sighed as he rose from his seat and paced around his office. So if it wasn’t about his father what else could Benne be hiding from him?

What worried him more was the fact that he had called the head of the human resource department and the man told him Benne did not ask him to put out any ad, and there was no need for it since Celsie had already requested he do so the previous day.

To the best of his knowledge, the people he cared most about were his father and Jade, and those were the only two persons that he believed something could happen to and Benne would try to hide it from him, even if it didn’t completely make sense that Benne would hide something like that from him if that were the case. Still, he couldn’t be too sure.

After thinking about it for a while, he arrived at two conclusions. If he called Jade and she was fine, that meant whatever Benne was hiding was related to him, and the only thing he could conclude was that Benne had wanted to get him out of that restaurant quickly.

But what could be Benne’s reason for wanting him to leave there? It wasn’t like Jade was going there on a date with anyone and he was trying to stop him from seeing her, was it?

His mind returned to the woman they had met in front of the restaurant and how Benne had behaved and dragged him away from there. It wouldn’t make sense to think that Benne knew the lady and she was the reason Benne was in a hurry to leave.

Harry thought about it for a moment before picking up his phone, deciding to give Jade a call to find out if everything was okay at her end. If everything was okay at that end, then he would have to find out who that woman was to know if she was the reason Benne had dragged him away from there.

If she was fine, as he hoped she was, then he could just tell her he was calling to find out what she had heard from the police about the arrest, and maybe if she had the time to talk, then maybe they could continue their conversation from where he stopped that morning asking her what she meant by wanting to leave rent-free in his head.

He held his breath as he dialed her line and waited for her to receive the call. He frowned when he heard the disconnect tone after she failed to receive her call, and he dialed her line again. This time it rang again but she didn’t receive the call. He tried three more times, and when she still didn’t receive her call, his heart began to race.

Did something happen to her? Was that really what Benne was hiding from him? But there was no way Benne would be in his office if something was wrong with Jade, was there? Harry wondered as he began to pack up his stuff, planning to fly down to Varis, but paused when he remembered that he couldn’t leave just like that. His father needed him.

But what if something had happened to Jade? He wondered anxiously as he tried to think of anyone he could call to check on her. If only he had Candace’s phone number then he would have called her, but unfortunately, he didn’t. And he couldn’t ask Benne for it either.

After worrying about it for some time he dialed the line of the hotel manager.

“Hello, sir!” The hotel manager greeted nervously, wondering why Harry was calling him.

“Please go over to my suite and check on Jade. Find out if she’s in there or not,” Harry instructed urgently, and the man raised a brow wondering why Harry couldn’t just call the telephone in the suite instead.

Unfortunately, Harry wasn’t the type of man he could question, “Yes, sir. I will call you back…”

“No. Stay on the line. I want to speak with her if she’s in the suite,” Harry cut in sharply, and the man glanced at his phone when he heard the worry in Harry’s voice.

He couldn’t help but wonder what the relationship was between Harry and the CEO’s sister.

“Yes, sir. I’m heading over there now,” he said as he rushed out of his office. There was no greater pressure than knowing that Harry Jonas was still on the line waiting for a response.

By the time he got to the suite, he was panting for breath as he pressed the bell on the door. Thankfully, because each room was soundproofed, only the occupant of the suite would be disturbed by the sound of the bell.

Jade who had been struggling to stay awake or move because of the sleep paralysis she was suffering at the moment, groaned at the persistent sound of the doorbell as she tried to keep her eyes open. She felt very weak and lazy, and the sound of the doorbell worsened her headache.

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