Chapter 0044
LESLIE’S POV
+25 BONUS
“Who did you say is asking to see me?” I ask, wondering if I heard wrong or my personal assistant really just told me that my ex–husband is currently at the company’s lobby, requesting to see me.
“I believe his name is Klan Winston, CEO of WS fashion company.” She confirms it again.
I was in a meeting with the team of other designers assigned to me when she first brought the news. I waved it off then, too preoccupied with the agenda of the meeting to care about anything else. My designs are getting released in three months and that’s what my whole focus, whole emotions–good and bad–has been fixed on.
Learning that Kian is here causes a shift in focus and emotions likewise.
“Are you certain?” There has to be a mistake. Why in the world would Kian come here after we went our separate ways? I’d think he would be too ashamed to show his face anywhere near me anymore after what happened at the gala.
“According to Marie, the receptionist at the lobby, he said it’s urgent and that he only needs a minute with you then went ahead to wait the entire hour of the meeting.”
“Does that mean he is still waiting?” That’s hardly believable. Kian never waits for people, no matter how important they are. He is too much of an impatient and egotistical jerk to do that. 1
Yet my assistant affirms it with a nod.
I think of all the reasons Kian could come looking for me but came up with nothing. I faxed him the signed divorce papers so there is absolutely nothing tying us together anymore.
The thought of how he almost had me murdered crosses my mind and anger rises like a brewing storm inside of me again. It was easy to forget the years of pain and the betrayal when he cheated with Beverly but every single day, I remember how I almost died. How the man I spent my entire life loving tried to kill
- me.
It was unforgivable.
My personal assistant looks at me expectantly, waiting for my next command.
“Send him away.” 1
“Are you sure? He’s been waiting for an hour.” She sounds surprised. I can tell it’s because she knows how powerful Kian and his company is.
“Send him away, Dianne. I do not want to see him.”
Dianne notices the change in my voice as I am close to losing my cool.
“All right.” She turns around to leave but I stop her just as he reaches the door.
“On second thought, don’t do that.”
Her brow furrows in confusion as she waits for me to speak.
“Let him know I have another meeting and it’s going to last another hour.”
Chapter 0044
+25 BONUS
“But you don’t.” Dianne says, looking even more confused and maybe a little creeped out by the scheming grin on my face. I do not know why Klan is here but I might as well toy with him just because I can.
“But he doesn’t know that, does he? Do that every hour if he persists.”
It’s petty of me. A quite immature way to get back at him for everything but I don’t care. Dianne simply slips out of the room to do as I said. It’s no big deal, after all, Klan is not a patient man and he would not wait around and let himself be embarrassed like that.
I have never been more wrong.
Kian waited.
He waited each time Dianne went to him to peddle the lies of me being in a meeting and that went on for four hours. If I didn’t know that man better, I would have said he was desperate,
And just to mess with him entirely, I told Dianne at the last hour to inform him with a sincere apology( insert air quote) that I couldn’t see him that day again because I was no longer at the office.
Dianne didn’t seem pleased to be used that way but I enjoyed every bit of her describing the look on his face when he realized he waited five hours for nothing. He left after that.
The day at work is finally over. I find my way to the underground garage of the company’s building where my car is parked and a driver is waiting by it. After the incident where I almost got killed, Travis and my father made it their business to make sure I don’t drive all by myself anymore.
The driver bows and opens the car door for me to step in before rounding the car to get into the driver’s seat. He starts the engine and slowly moves out of the space the car was previously parked in.
As he attempts to drive out of the car park, a car cuts in front of us out of nowhere, headlights flashing to a blinding level. I scream, clenching my eyes shut and expecting to hear and feel a loud collision as my driver fights to slam the brakes on our car.
I open my eyes when the collision doesn’t happen, my heart beating at a terrifying speed. The headlights of the car in front of us are still on as the door opens and someone steps out of it.
My eyes squint in an attempt to see who almost crashed into us but the lights around him make it almost impossible until he steps in front of them and blocks them.
My eyes widen when I make out the defined and familiar features of Kian.
“Get the hell out, Leslie.” 1
