South Side Recuperation centre
"Hey!" Samantha turned around, hearing a familiar voice. Ethan stood there, tall and handsome, holding a cup in his hand and wearing a gentle smile on his face.
Her heart skipped a beat, she blushed
Clearing her throat she asked, "Why are you here?"
He passed the cup to her "Blueberry shake"
The last time he visited her, she was happily sipping on a blueberry shake. So here he was sending her chilled blueberry shake on a hot sunny day.
How considerate!
The chilled shake felt warm in her hand, she felt secretly happy but she won't admit that. She curled her lips in a mocking smile
"Ethan Go don't you have anything productive to do? Is your company bankrupt now?"
But who was Ethan Go, he was unfazed by her mockery, instead he walked closer to her "I have" leaning close to her ear, he whispered "but you won't let me"
His voice was low and seductive, his warm breath fell on her ear and neck, making her shiver.
Ethan chuckled lightly, taking a step back to look into her eyes.
"You are still the same. So Cute" saying that he walked away
Samantha was baffled.
Cute?
Offcourse I'm cute.
But what did he mean by I'm still the same?
She looked at the cup in her hand,
He came all the way just to pass me this?
How annoying?
She pouted but then a small smile crept on her lips involuntary.
"Doc, the patient in ward 209 is scheduled for surgery at 3 pm, before that you have two appointments...and yeah Miss Clara Boe wants to see you.." Joseph reported, who was strolling behind Samantha
Samantha raised her brows "What for?"
She opened the door of her office and walked inside.
Clara Boe was one of the most popular model in the country, the showstopper of Isla fashion week for three consecutive time. She also was the national spokesperson for SPIRIT, so they had some contact before.
Few weeks ago, she had suffered from bouts of insomnia and had contacted her for some consultation.
Wasn't she only insomniac for a night or two, why is she here again??
"She has an appointment...." Joseph tried to persuade her
Samantha snorted in amusement. The next second she sprawled on the desk like a jellyfish "Aye... I don't want to deal with her..."
Joseph: "....."
You are practically whining like a 3 year old.
You are a damn surgeon, watch your image
Knock Knock
Samantha sat up straight with the speed of lightening, looking all calm and composed the very next second
Josep: "...."
The door opened from outside, a tall woman in a sexy black dress walked inside leisurely, with an air of haughtiness, her 10 inched heels rhythmically clanking on the floor. It didn't seem as though she was there for a consultation, rather she looked like a model walking on the runway.
"Long time!!" the supermodel smirked, making herself comfortable on the leather couch.
"Indeed" Samantha spoke calmly
"Hey, you" The supermodel pointed her finger at Joseph "Out" she commanded arrogantly
"Got a problem with him?" Samantha asked coldly. Just who is she to give commands to her assistant
To which the supermodel replied arrogantly "I have to talk to you in private"
Samantha raised her brows slightly 'Private?'
"Speak"
"Stay away from Ethan" She enunciated word by word "Dont try to compete with me, I'm on a completely different level. It won't do you any good" She raised her chin higher, every cell of her body yelling of arrogance.
Just now she clearly saw Mr. Go talking intimately with this damn doctor. The man she had been eyeing for so long, how dare this wench seduce him.
Samantha froze for a good three seconds, her mind went blank 'What the hell? Is this the legendary dog blood drama of supremely narcissist white lotus b-itch accusing the heroine unjustly'
Wow.....
Coming back to herself, She stood up slowly, twirling her phone in her hand, she scoffed "How dare I compete with you, you slept your way to the top. I'm simply no match for you..."
"How dare you?" the supermodel shouted angrily
"What? Was I wrong?.."
"Ethan is just playing with you, he will get bored..." Samantha cut her off mid sentence
"Baby I'm the one playing with him okay? Now leave"
She neither got the patience nor time to deal with mentally retarded people like her whatsoever.
After staring at Samantha for a good two minutes the supermodel left the room huffing and puffing.
"Gosh!!!!!!!!!" she plopped on the couch lazily
"Wow doc....that was savage" Joseph almost bow down in admiration
"Joseph don't you dare let her in my office again" Samantha warned her assistant sternly
•••••••
It was already late evening when Samantha get off work, she was driving her Buggati aimlessly on the road, contemplating whether to visit SPIRIT headquarters or to go home. Thinking about something her eyes brightened, she took a sharp turn the next second and drove off excitedly.
Soon the car stopped near a huge skyscraper tower "Abrahm Corps. AC"
Samantha took out her phone and dialed a string of numbers. The call was picked up soon
"Hello?" came a pleasant male voice
"Hey Zach! I'm waiting downstairs, come..."
Hearing the cheerful voice of the girl Zach froze, after a second he asked "Where....are you?"
"At AC" she replied before hanging up.
Zach rushed out of the building hurriedly, he looked around for a few minutes, just as he was thinking about calling her, he spotted her eye catching white Buggati. He walked towards the car and boarded the front passenger seat.
"Why are you here?" he asked the moment he entered the car
"Just wanted to grab a meal with you...can't I look for you without a reason?" She gazed at him, her eyes dimmed a little
Zach felt his heart ache a little, he quickly spoke "You can look for me whenever you want" though it sounded more like coaxing,
And she was definitely coaxed... smiling contently at his words.