I got out of my car and made my way to the office's building. Then I got into the elevator and thanked God as I found it empty. After some time I reached the 12th floor and got out. As I was leaving to the direction of my cabin, I saw two of my interns who were working under me, sending each other flirtatious glances.

I rolled my eyes and strode towards them. Then I stood between their desks and they quickly stood up to greet me

"Good Morning, Madam," they said nervously in unison and I sneered at them.

"As much as I appreciate both of you sending lovey-dovey glances at each other and eye-fucking one another, this place ain't no Tinder! So focus on your tasks, rather than on each other!" I stated while glowering and they looked down in embarrassment as others snickered at them.

I glared at others and they quickly started to pretend that they were doing something. I shook my head, sometimes I feel like this office was a high school rather than a working place.

I went to my cabin and started doing my work when abruptly someone knocked on my door. I groaned in annoyance and gave permission grumpily. Stella frantically entered the room and panted like she just ran a marathon. I rolled my eyes at her, not bothering to offer water. She finally stopped panting and looked at me with a petrified expression.

"Ms Valentine, there is a meeting after 10 minutes of an extremely important deal with Mr Clinton and I can't seem to find Mr Mercer! In fact, he didn't even come to the office today!" she mumbled anxiously and I rolled my eyes.

"And I should care because?" I inquired indifferently and started to work again. I have been living in Clavicus's house for one week now but I hadn't seen him ever since the first day. He used to leave for office earlier than me and arrived home usually after I went to sleep. It almost felt like he was trying to ignore me and honestly, I appreciated that. Though he wasn't a bad accompany, I still wasn't much fond of him.

"We need your help!! We need to get the deal!! And we can't reschedule it," she proclaimed in a frightened manner and I sighed then stopped working and leaned back on my chair, looking at her with a nonchalant expression.

"I still don't understand why should I care about it? Getting a deal finalised is Mr Mercer's job, not mine. He is the CEO and I am just an architect!! My job is just to draw the structure and design building," I stated and shrugged.

She looks at me pleadingly and continued to request me "Please, Ms Valentine! We desperately need your help, you are one of the best architects, not only in our company but in the city too. If you handle the meeting, then we will be able to convince Mr Clinton. And we need to convince in the best way possible as he is already gonna be pissed off due to the absence of Mr Mercer."

She was somewhat right, a deal with Mr Clinton would be a great profit for the company. His hotels were all around the world and worldwide well-known. If we got to do business with him, then our company would gain more popularity.

I groaned in defeat and mumbled grumpily, "Fine but this is the only time I am gonna be so kind."

Stella sighed in relief and nodded her head happily. I just rolled my eyes at her.

Soon we entered the conference room and found everyone nervous while Mr Clinton had a pissed off expression and kept looking at his watch in annoyance.

I walked towards Mr Clinton and held out my hand for a handshake while mumbling with a fake smile, "It's nice meeting you, Mr Clinton. I hope we didn't make you wait for too long."

He shook my hand and cleared his throat while looking at me with a nonchalant expression and proclaimed snarkily, "Well when the CEO of the company is so unprofessional himself, I can't expect any better from his employees."

I tried to my best not to remark. I couldn't really blame the guy as he wasn't completely wrong.

"I apologise for such unprofessional behaviour Mr Clinton. It's just Mr Mercer was quite sick today, so he wasn't able to come. But he has sent his presentation to me and I will be conducting today's meeting," I stated and he just nodded his head grumpily.

Actually, Clavicus wasn't even receiving Stella's call but thankfully he always sents an extra copy of his presentation to Stella in advance for safety reasons. So I took it from her and did a short read through on it before coming here. I connected the laptop to the projector then started the meeting.

The meeting was a great success. Though Mr Clinton was grumpy and reluctant at the first but soon he got intrigued and finally agreed to do business with us. But nonetheless I was quite pissed off at Clavicus because of his irresponsible behaviour. The first thing that I would be going to do after reaching the penthouse, was to have a full interrogation session with Clavicus.

I packed my stuff as it was already 5:30 pm and left to the elevator. After a few minutes, I reached the parking lot and unlocked my car then got inside. I started the engine and drove towards the penthouse.

Soon the green signal came on the traffic light and slowly stopped my car. I was looking around randomly when my eyes fell on a girl on the footpath with a guitar hanging on her shoulder. In an instant, those memories of him came rushing back to me after seeing the guitar.

~Flashback~

I was sitting beneath a tree while drinking my black coffee when out of the blue he sat beside me then looked at me with his famous ear to ear smile and his beloved guitar was clung in front of him like always.

He looked at my coffee and scrunched his nose in disgust while mumbling dramatically,
"How do you even drink that poison, is beyond my imagination!" I rolled my eyes at him with a small smile and rested my head against the tree. He leaned beside me and started to play a tune in his guitar. I instantly recognised which song he was playing.

"Photograph by Ed Sheeran?" I questioned with a knowing smile and he nodded his head happily.

I sighed peacefully and listened to his playing then a question came to my mind and I muttered, "Why do you love your guitar so much?"

He smiled affectionately at his guitar and mumbled softly, "My guitar is like my best friend. My guitar gets me through anything. If I can sit down and write an amazing song about what's going on in my life, then that's would be the greatest therapy."

I smiled at his words and leaned my head down on his shoulder then he continued to play the guitar and sang softly while I hummed along with him,

"We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still

"So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home"

~End of flashback~

I gasped as I was brought back to reality by a loud horn. I felt a tear falling down on my cheek, I quickly wiped my tear and looked around then saw the green light was back, even that girl with the guitar left too. The car behind me honked again and I took a deep breath then started the engine again, driving towards the penthouse.

What was wrong with me?! I couldn't let those memories come again!! Right now my focus should have been on interrogating Clavicus for his sudden disappearance in the office.

AUTHOR 'S NOTE
I finally updated after soooooooo freaking long😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I know this chapter wasn't much interesting 😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥😥 but don't worry!! The next chapter is going to better and also quite important too😌😌😌😌

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