" Geez, Derek, leave her alone." Harry quickly snatched the card from the table and stood up then called for the waiter.
" Clara, how does it feel to be the CEO's assistant?" One employee suddenly asked with a chuckle.
" hehe, he's so cruel...very very cruel." she drawled while gesturing with her hand.
" haha, really?.. . Clara, what does the CEO usually do?" Another person asked again.
" Uhmm, apart from working. . . he works all day." She picked a glass of wine which was in front of the person beside her and gulped it down.
" Really? Wow, that's so cool."
" Wait, Clara, what does the CEO likes?"
" Uhmm." She looked up at the ceiling with a frown and a hand on her chin then finally chuckled." Hehehe, apart from yelling at me, he loves drinking water."
" What!?"
" That is incredible. . ."
" I didn't know the CEO would have such a weird habit."
" Clara? how do you find the CEO?"
She gulped another glass of wine which Harry had served her while the waiter was spreading so many dishes on the huge table. " Huh? The CEO, you mean Carl?"
" What! You, Clara. . . you call him by his name?."
She nodded and chuckled " he.. told me to do so..."
" Clara!.. You liar the CEO would never say that."
" Why are we even speaking to a drunk girl."
" Yeah, she's totally out of her mind."
" Everyone wait. . . Clara? What do you like about the CEO?"
She smiled foolishly and put on a dreamy expression after gulping another glass that Ben had handed to her. " He's tall, handsome, and very rich." She chuckled then continued." Every time I see him, my heart__" she splayed a hand on her chest then hiccuped.
" Your heart what? What does your heart do?" Ben asked eagerly as he ate the fifth chicken leg that was served by the waiter.
Derek sighed for the umpteenth time and his gaze darted to the many foods on the table while wondering where she got all that money. Those foods could cause eight month's worth of their salary. " Mr. Long." He gazed at the manager who had also joined in interrogating the drunk girl, then stood up. " I'll take my leave."
He walked to Clara's side after snatching the debit card from Harry's hand and shoved it inside her opened bag then closed the zip. " Let's go, Clara." He scooped her in his arms with great difficulty as she struggled violently then left the room with her bag on his left shoulder.
" What was that?" One employee stared at the closed door with opened mouth.
" Don't tell me Derek had also fallen for her. . ."
" Tsk tsk tsk, poor Derek. . ."
" Argh! that girl, I wonder if there is anyone that could be immune to her charm"
" Haha, the CEO of course..."
" hehehe, you're right. Didn't she say the CEO used to yell at her".
" I bet he will never fall for her. . ."
" Yeah, if he ever did so I promise to eat a bag of sand."
" I second that. . ."
" Me too. . ."
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Meanwhile, outside the restaurant, Jack stared at the alerts that came flooding his phone and his eyes widened with each second. ' Is she buying all the food in the restaurant.' He wondered with mouth agape as the figures kept increasing.
After some minutes, he noticed two figures coming out of the restaurant and frowned then squinted his eyes while focusing on them closely. His expression suddenly darkened and he strode out of his car with clenched fists.
Derek stared at the man who had suddenly appeared in front of them and frowned. " Who are you?" He asked coldly as he watched the man's dark expression.
" Give her to me!" he muttered then extended his arms and tried to grab her.
" No, who do you think you are!? What do you want!?." Derek held her tightly and stared him in the eyes.
Jack's expression darkened further as he watched her clamped in his hands. His knuckles turned white and he grabbed her angrily. " Who do you also think you are!?" They gazed at each other angrily.
Clara frowned from the commotion and she opened her eyes sluggishly. " Argh, you're disturbing me, let me sleep peacefully. . . Jack, where's my bed? "
Derek stared at them with wide eyes and called out." Clara, do you know him?"
" Huh?" she yawned and stared at him lazily. " I don't know him, who are you? I don't know both of you. Argh!!! thieves, help help."
" What?"
" What?"
Both guys stared at her perplexedly and their gaze darted toward the people who had started gathering, they turned to the drunk girl helplessly.
" What is going on here, why the commotion?." A cop suddenly got out of the crowd and walked toward them with a stern gaze.
" Do you know her, who are you?" He continued while giving them a scrutinizing look.
" She's my. . ."
" She's my. . ."
Both guys glared at each other wearily, each afraid of what the other was going to say next, and the police frowned then looked at the girl who seemed slightly out of her mind as she stared at them stupidly. " Miss, do you know them?"
" Huh? Yes yes, they're my babies. . . " she drawled while nodding her head. "Mia do you want biscuits?" She pinched Jack's cheek and which made him wince in pain.
" Come come, Lea I'll buy you biscuits." She gazed toward Derek and attempted to grab him when Jack held her back tightly.
" Let go, let go of me. Pervert, help help!!!, " she shouted hysterically and the police shook his head with a sigh, then left the place and the crowd also dispersed.
Jack gave Derek another glare, then snatched her bag from his hand and went back to his car with the drunk girl who had fallen asleep again.
Derek watched as the car zoomed past him and clenched his fists while wondering who the guy was and what was he to her. He quickly hailed a taxi and stared down at his wristwatch with a sigh.