Clara stared at the closed door with a dumbstruck expression. The smirk Adrian passed her before the door shut close, only screamed that it was her punishment time.
"ARGH!!.. Adrian Emerson..." stamping her feet in anger she turned and stormed towards the staircase, descending as fast as she could.
She should've known Adrian would try to get back to her but she didn't expect him to use this kind of punishment. He wanted her to come down using the staircase from the tenth floor of the building.
'Eh.. is he kidding' Knowing that she was standing on the tenth floor of the building this would have been her reaction. But that wasn't the case.
The devil was upset and now he wanted to punish her by making the run downstairs from the last floor of the building.
"Run... Clara run!... before that devil presents another punishment for you" chanting it to herself, she braced herself and fastened her steps.
Right after six minutes, Clara finally reached the reception and sprinted out of the building.
Panting heavily she Looked around, searching for Adrian's car, and she frowned.
' Did he already leave' she mumbled as she tried to calm her unsteady breath scanning around the premises.
She tried her best to push herself but in the end, she failed. She wasn't a machine to match the speed of the elevator but still, she followed his instruction, just so she wouldn't upset him but she lost.
Clara dropped her shoulder in defeat and heaved out a sigh.
"Ow..."Bending down a little she massaged her claves as she ran down wearing the heels and now, her legs pained.
Never in her life, she had run so much, but today she felt like accomplished her goal of becoming an athlete.
"I would have agreed to him if my job wasn't at risk" Standing straight, she took a deep breath before her phone buzzed.
Taking it out quickly, she looked at the screen. It was Adrian who was calling her. Without wasting a second she answered the call," Hello~"
"Tsk.. tsk...such a shame you couldn't even finish a single task" She frown at his remark and her eyes turned cold the next second. She remained still without uttering a word.
She regretted her actions earlier thinking how stupid she was to kick her boss but now, she felt that he deserved it.
Adrian was expecting her to speak but when he didn't hear her back, he continued," Walked out of the company's gate. My car is waiting outside"
Clara's eyes fluttered and she looked at the huge gigantic gate and saw Adrian's car parked there.
"Now get moving. I don't have an entire night to wait for you" Adrian ended the call and looked ahead.
Clutching her cell phone firmly, she closed her eyes. This man had the nerve to cut the call on her.
Heaving out a sigh, Clara calmed herself and walked towards the gate of the Skylar Corps, before stepping into the car.
"Drive" Adrian's deep voice came from behind instructing Anthony to start the car and soon they drove to his house.
*****
[Emerson Mansion]
Vincent walked into the house and was heading straight into his room when he heard a stern voice and he stopped.
"Where have you been Vincent?" Cassandra Roger, Vincent's mother stopped her son from taking a step ahead. Her arched eyes looked at her son who didn't seem to bother to even turn and greet her stood up and walked to him.
"I asked you something, Vincent. Where have you been"
After Felix returned home, he asked for Vincent because he didn't find him in his office. But when he didn't find him at home, he questioned Cassandra his whereabouts.
Having no clue where her son was, she tried reaching him but he didn't answer her back that lead upsetting Felix further.
She had been trying Vincent to get into her father's good books but her spoiled son was too busy fooling around.
After separating from her husband Nathan Sparks, Cassandra returned to her parent's house along with little Vincent.
She knew her father wasn't happy with her decision but being his daughter he couldn't just ignore her and his grandchild. But even after giving them everything, she still grieved for more.
"You think by ignoring your work, Grandpa will be impressed by you. Is this how you are going to become CEO" She crossed her arms over her chest and expressed her displeasure.
Vincent chuckled and turned to meet his mother's blank face. He didn't remember if she had ever smiled at him or taken him in her embrace lovingly.
"I don't care if Grandpa sees the best in me or not. Frankly speaking, I'm tired of fighting for something which I know I wouldn't get" Vincent replied lazily and watched her frown.
Vincent never understood his mother. She was so keen to secure his future by making him the CEO of Skylar that she never tried to see through him. His wishes, his dream everything was just minor for her.
Staring at her for some time he bobbed his head," Sorry, I won't repeat the mistake" he said and turned to leave when Cassandra again stopped him.
"For survival, you always need to kill you Vincent" Her words halt his steps and he looked at her continuing," I don't you to live a life where you have to become anyone's slave"
Cassandra knew, how important it was for Vincent to learn that sometimes if you have to stand at the top, you have to become evil. Only she knew how much sacrifice she made to bring him here and now, she wouldn't let him step back.
Vincent didn't answer her and just walked away from there because he knew what she meant and where these words came from.
Stepping into his room Vincent walked towards the couch removed the suit her wore and tossed it aside before slumping on it like a dead.
He never thought he would be accompanying his mother into doing something which he would regret later but now that he was already standing deep inside the sinful mud, he wouldn't get himself out.
The more he tried to come out, the more he would get trapped in it. Closing his eyes, he tried to calm himself when a particular face crossed his mind and he snapped open his eyes.
"Clara Mathew... why do I find this name familiar" Vincent fell into deep thought when his informer, gave him Adrian's assistant's details. Though he had never seen her ,the name she carried sounded similar... but where.