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Chapter 34 - Unexpected Expectations

Dylan's P.O.V

Seated in my cabin and going through the resume put forth on my table, I was astonished by the familiar face the resume holder had. Ms. Adelaide of all people had been assigned to me as our emergency designer by my dearest friend. While I waited for Giselle to guide our new and temporary intern, I thought of the most probable situation that would arise when we meet.

She definitely would not be overjoyed but there is a chance that she already knows who she is going to work under. It was pointless thinking of how she'd feel and react, yet I was pondering and wondering why she always acted so irritated around me. The moment I laid the file holding her resume back on the table, a knock was heard on my door. Letting out an audible "come in"; I got up from my seat and stood in front of my table.

Just as expected, Ms. Adelaide was here and her face failed to mask her surprise. But that didn't last long. She reclaimed her composure in a matter of seconds and smiled a dull formal smile.

"Good Morning Mr. Dylan, I'm the intern, Adelaide Cecilia. A pleasure to work with you." -breaking her forced smile came her composed and slightly bold voice.

"I look forward to your work." -reflecting her smile, I extended my arm toward her.

With a fierce and serious face, she shook my arms and replied- "I shall not disappoint."

Adelaide's P.O.V

I couldn't believe how irresponsible I was to not even have done basic research on the company I was joining, although temporary. Holding in my scream, I stomped my leg on the washroom floor. My lovely employer's gorgeous secretary, Giselle, had just given me a tour of the company and its facilities. Looking at my haggard reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but acknowledge how grand this company was. Even its washrooms were shiny and in top condition. Fixing my hair and attire I went ahead to join the stoic mannequin in his office.

Since they are understaffed at the moment, I was appointed as their immediate site planner and designer, who very, unfortunately, works right under their boss because there isn't anyone who could get me accustomed to this place without compromising their precious work. Lucky for me, my immediate supervisor, aka Mr. Dylan, is too busy to even directly interact with me! And as such, I just got stacked with work, not too dissimilar from my previous company's.

Getting me out of my work trance was a knock that echoed in my ear. It was Miss Giselle, who didn't smile either like her boss for odd reasons. "Sir would like to hear your briefing now."

"I'll be right there" I replied with a smile before gathering my materials and heading into his office.

The briefing didn't go as smoothly as I thought it would, but my ideas weren't all rejected. Of course, he decided to bicker again, demanding why I chose what I had, he thought I mindlessly compromised on beauty! Even I wouldn't be so foolish as to spoil my designs! But, I guess that's what superiors are for. To question and annoy you.

Taking a look at my watch after hours of continuous work, I finally realized how much time had passed. It was already ten o'clock. The first day at work, and I've already worked overtime. I was ready to leave my cabin when I heard a knock on my door. Looking towards the door I noticed my unbothered boss leaning on the door frame. His deep voice echoed in the empty halls as he spoke.

"If you're done with your work let's grab dinner together." Now that was something I did not expect to hear. I think my face spoke a lot about how I felt for he was quick to add "Or would you rather not have a welcome party?"

A welcome party sounded tempting. Very tempting in fact. But, it just wasn't written in my fate.

"I'm sorry Sir but, I have somewhere to be." Saying so I picked up my things and was ready to leave when he spoke again.

"Is it the cafe?"

"What if it is?"

"I'll just hold your welcome party there." -he replied while shrugging his shoulders.

Not wanting to prolong this conversation any longer and being a little upset with the alleged party location, I started walking toward the exit while saying "Suit yourself."

Third Person P.O.V

The short drive to the cafe was filled with silence and awkwardness. Adelaide had never felt so on edge while carpooling before and that was probably because of her company who spoke not a word after convincing her to join him.

Reaching the cafe, Adelaide got to work, helping out Mr. Riccardo mainly by serving and sometimes as the cashier. Quickly taking care of her customers, who owing to the time weren't many, Adelaide took a seat opposite Dylan after placing a tray of cupcakes, lemon and dark chocolate tarts.

"It's an employee's welcome party but it seems like the boss is getting a treat." -sneered Adelaide before taking a sip of her caramel macchiato.

"It's not too late to dine out Ms. Adelaide." -came Dylan's calm response.

"I'd rather head home after this Sir."

Watching Adelaide take a scrumptious bite of her red velvet cupcake, Dylan decided to taste them. The cakes were nothing out of the ordinary but they did not disappoint. Dylan found it to his liking, the airiness of the cake and the lightness of the cream appealed to his palate. The tarts being not too sweet too pleased him.

"Do you often work overtime?" -said Dylan before taking a sip of his usual espresso double shot.

"Not really. Only when it's needed. Do you ask because you don't wish to pay me overtime?" -retorted Adelaide.

"I never said or meant it in that way." -he replied with a no-expression face but eyes that were truly entertained.

"Do you even pay your employees overtime?" -continued Adelaide jokingly.

"Of course I do. Scmith&Co. is a company that even pays its interns overtime so you have nothing to worry about when it comes to your salary."

As if hurt by the sentiment against his company, Dylan passionately set out to clear Adelaide's accusations.

Adelaide who couldn't help but be baffled by his overprotective side for his corporation bursts out laughing towards the end of Dylan's company benefits list.

"It was just a joke! You needn't get so worked up for that."

"It was merely a briefing for an intern who failed to look through the company's guide. Now, if you're done, shall we leave?"

"Yes, you should take your leave, Sir." -Adelaide smiled as she took the tray of empty plates and cups to the kitchen. Cleaning up and locking the cafe, Adelaide soon left for her apartment. Patting her grumbling stomach, Adelaide wished she had agreed to go to a restaurant to grab dinner.