This chapter is dedicated to K-rianne

With lots of hope, Zemira waited for his answer.

"Well, she's not my type, " Troy answered with a blank face.

Mom asked him if he'd like to drink a cup of coffee with her. Troy refused by saying that she isn't of his liking and type.

Mom lightly hit Adrian's shoulder in extreme anger as he was laughing. "What about you, Adrian?"

"I want to see the other candidates, " he answered.

Mom gave them another photograph. The girl wore a black skirt in which her beauty bone and shoulder were featured. Her skin was crystal clear. She was so attractive, maybe because of her figure and the pose which she made in the photograph. As Adrian took a glimpse of her, he raised his eyebrows. "I feel a kind of electricity now, mummy. What's her phone number? I'm going to date her. How great!" He chuckled.

"Look here, without a ring on her finger neither dating not chatting is allowed! But she's really beautiful!" Mom warned. She focused on Troy's face but there was no expression.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep. I'm really tried." Troy excused himself.

When he stood up, Adrian ran away too. As Adrian entered the room, he locked the door. Troy asked him the reason for this and Adrian laid down on his bed. Troy was seated on the sofa.

"Let's take our precautions. I mean that's our mom, one can never be sure. We hardly escaped from her, " Adrian justified.

"Stop exaggeration! It's all for our well being, " Troy answered in a serious tone.

"When she went over to the fifth bride candidate. I saw fume coming out of your head like one of those cartoon characters when they are mad, " Adrian teased him.

"I told her my thoughts about marriage. I don't get why she is still pushing. Pushing doesn't work with me, " Troy said, while pouring some water into the glass.

"As if I don't know. Your bad side is unpleasant, " Adrian nodded.

"Where did you see my bad side?" He asked while taking a sip of water.

"To be true, I've never seen it. Your problem is with women, "Adrian laughed.

"Then they just shouldn't mess with me," Troy spoke.

"Come on bro, for example, that new partner of yours. What could she have done to you? No idea. Why have you made her go through? She was even swearing at you." Adrian spoke.

"I've done nothing but want to save her life, to make her responsible and practical. And as thanks I get swearing, " he answered seriously.

"This time the tactics are different, you say. I mean, aren't you just playing Knight?" Adrian asked.

"I'm not playing knight or anything. For me, It's only work." Troy disagreed.

"Woah, big talk. What do you want from that folksy girl?" He stood up and sat near Troy as he asked. The leather crinkled loudly from the added weight.

"You're right. I've been looking for the right word, folksy it is. Don't you think that Florence is too folksy for the daughter of a billionaire independent businesswomen?" Troy asked in return.

Both were in deep thoughts. They were sitting with each other physically, but mentally they were somewhere else.

Devoid of humanity!
Epitome of selfishness!
Embodiment of cruelty!

Florence's words echoed in Troy's mind.

What did I misunderstand? what!
What else?! Who do you think you are!
I will teach you a lesson soon, Mr. Davies.

Troy chuckled.

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Scarlet and Florence were walking to get some fresh air. The light breeze ruffled their hair lightly and caressed their cheeks softly. The buildings around them stood tall, casting shadows on the pavement they were currently on.

Seeing a restaurant made Florence realized how thirsty she was, so she recommended to Scarlet that they get some coffee. They entered the building, which was lit only by the outside light, and ordered for coffee. Besides Florence was continually outraging Troy. The only thing heard as they entered the cafe was the angry chatter of Florence.

"Tell me honestly? Is he good looking or not?" Scarlet asked.

"As if I care..." Florence erupted with anger, not answering the question.

"Do you know what am I worried about?" Scarlet questioned.

The waiter served them their coffees. They both were too busy in their conversation to notice, though.

"What are you worried about?" Florence asked while taking a sip of her coffee.

"Hot-tempered men are trendy right now. If everything works out, he will be your boyfriend. How's that?" Scarlet amused.

"I don't want him as a boyfriend, not even a garbage can, and I can't love a stiff man like him." Florence elaborated. " Snob, totally egoistic, Mr.Atitude," She whispered.

"By the way, What's his position?" Scarlet asked curiously.

"What more could he be than an errand boy?" Florence answered. She continued, "I wouldn't want to stay under the same roof as that man...or breathe the same air from the atmosphere, but I have to do it to earn a living. Anyways, that's not the point. Girl, I can't bear him anymore." She finished.

Scarlet just laughed as she was busy drinking her coffee. Florence downed the whole cup and then they left.

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