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(Discord Aysel Inara #9449)

BEEP BEEP !

The abrupt ring of cell phone pricked her ears.

"What is it Mr. Miller ?"

She asked with piqued irritation to the man on the other side of call, while the big chair swayed around.

"Ma'am master had a minor heart attack. He's in hospital please come asap ma'am. He's asking for you."

The man stammered briefly in one flow, sure he was worried on the call.

"What ?"

She shot up on her seat.

"Is he okey ?

Which hospital ?"

She panicked, Within one flow and without pause she asked all these questions.

The man informed her the whereabouts and she cut the call.

Picked up and donned her grey jacket tucked neatly on the back of chair.

Again she held the cell phone and called someone sternly.

"Get ready I've to go somewhere."

The glass door of the cabin opened which6 read "Camilla Hudson" in bold letters and below it was written in small font "CEO".

Who would've thought of her becoming a CEO at this young age but with her family status and intellect she was eligible for that seat without a doubt.

She strode through the vast stretched corridor with hands in pockets of her brown jacket. Elegantly she reached the employment area and called out with no trace of mercy or softness.

"Mr. Rhodes accompany me right now."

Despite her staff disliked the attitude but again she was the boss probably seen as a lioness or dragon among them.

She ordered and immediately a middle aged man dressed in a grey suit came forward & started to follow towards the elevator.

She stepped inside and without any gesture of tenderness, she informed  the man who was standing now a few steps behind her in the elevator.

"To the ground floor Mr. Rhodes."

The mild mannered assistant immediately reacted.

"Yes Boss !"

The man wiped off his sweat which was tainting his forehead and clicked the button which led them down towards the entrance of Hudson Group of Industries.

Camilla strode towards the white limousine piercing the air into two as her golden hair shone bright in the sunlight as her brown suit. The only heiress of the vast business empire cold, stern, merciless and without the trace of any softness got the call from the personal attendee of her father who was ill & ended up in hospital again.

The driver opened the car door her jacket crinkled as she slipped into the car radiating bossy & dangerous vibes. Which suited to her business attire very well.

Mr. Rhodes seated in the front with the driver while her voice stuck to the ears of both men.

"To the blah blah hospital and press it fast."

"Yes boss."

The robotic reply of the

driver filtered the air as they drove out of the parking lot.

Those few moments provided her some time to slip back onto some memories.

"Ah father !

Why are you doing this to me ? Are you really planning on to leave me like mum ? You can't do that, forgot your promise to live upto a ripe age ?

You can't die dad, I worked this hard to mold myself into what you wanted me to be. Now when I'm on the heights you want to leave your little girl ?"

Her mind was running throughout jumping upon various thoughts. From past till present as they passed every massive building around them on the way.

She tucked her head back and sighed deeply, some lines appeared on her forehead as her brows creased together_just a trace of being worrisome.

Some voices snagged her attention as the car pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. Camilla opened her eyes & crept out when Mr. Rhodes accompanied her as a persistent bodyguard.

"Miss. Camilla Hudson your father Mr. Hudson Philipp is admitted in the hospital twice this month. What happened to him ? what the doctors said ?"

A reporter came forward when the camera man captured the whole scenario shoving a microphone upto her face. Camilla didn't responded instead hid her eyes behind the black sunglasses. And walked towards the entrance of City Hospital.

"Miss. Camilla if your father dies you'll be the only heiress of such a vast spread business. Are you looking forward towards it ? Will you be able to handle such a vast empire or you're looking for a collaboration  ?"

She neglected all their insolent questions.

"Are you willing to marry Mr. Diego, Miss. Camilla ?"

This question made her halt in the middle as she turned back and glared at the reporter. This was the hot topic among every news caster.

The voices faded as she entered. And Mr. Rhodes followed her in tow.

"Such a spoiled arrogant brat !"

A female reporter commented and the camera man added.

"Yeah she is like without emotions not to forget her proud attitude after all she's a rich girl and only heiress but that never brings everything to your feet. That's the law of nature."

Reaching the desk she stood silent and rosed a brow at the girl whose eyes were glued to the computer screen. And she completely ignored Camilla.

Mr. Rhodes saw the rising irritation of his boss and from the idea of losing his job immediately leaped forward towards the lady.

"Excuse me miss. We're here to meet Mr. Hudson Philipp. Can you inform us about his room number."

The lady gazed at him and then towards Camilla who was standing hands in pockets & expressionless. Her furry jacket was adding fear and cold eyes were giving the girl stares as she levelled her with a deadly scowl.

The girl then looked back at Mr. Rhodes the man who asked her something was impatiently waiting for her answer sure he looked like her assistant brought to the edge of terror. Seeing his the condition she gulped and typed something on the keypad.

"Room number 4 , left from here sir."

"Thank you."

Mr. Rhodes wiped off the drops from his temples. It wasn't that hot anyway.

Listening this Camilla headed towards the indicated direction leaving the girl dazed. Who let out a sigh and leaned on the desk to watch her going.

"She was giving me creeps, man!"

Mr. Rhodes opened the door for her as Camilla headed inside. Mr. Miller standing besides the bed with his arms folded back on butt & Bluetooth in his ear, dressed in grey suit he was also one of her

human - robots !

"Camilla my child."

A feeble voice fell into her ears as she looked towards the old handsome man who was laying there as a patient surrounded by tubes and an oxygen mask.

The once arrogant austere power reduced to nothing but soft rasps of breath.

Camilla waved Mr. Miller & her assistant to go out. Which they followed.

She sat by the bed.

"Dad it's twice this month now, why are you doing this ?"

She questioned her father in a low voice holding his wrinkled hand.

"What can I do Cam ? Perhaps my time is coming up."

The man chuckled.

"Don't say that dad you're going to live more 50 years. It's all because of your upset diet & stress."

Her voice still unmoved without any warm emotions and eyes without any tears. How anyone could control herself like that  !?

"You know the reason Cam. Why don't you agree ? Do you want me to die taking stress and worries about you ?"

The old man's voice rose a bit as he paused and again continued.

"The doctors have told that I got minor heart attack this time. Camilla if you'll continue to go like this alone I'll sure die off soon."

Camilla let out a loud sigh as this wasn't happening for the first or second time.

"Dad you know when mum died giving birth to me, all I'd after her was you. We both were for each other. You taught me everything, loved me, gave me what I wanted. You brought up me like your son. I molded myself into a successful business-woman. I wanted to make you feel proud. From the start till now it was only you & me. You're my priority but I'm sorry dad I can't marry leaving you and causing complexities in our relationship."

"I know you worry about me, my child. But as a woman you've to get married. As you said I'm your priority then you'd obey me. Please marry."

"But dad with whom I'll marry will perhaps leave me one day, or will be a gold-digger."

She used reasoned out playing the last card.

"Mr. Diego will not.

Marry him Camilla."

"But I never met him. Nor anyone has seen him, he keeps his profile low and is rumoured to be a play boy."

She gave an explanation.

"You're believing on stupid rumours ?"

Mr. Hudson knew his stubborn daughter.

"Please dad I'm married to my work. We'll talk about this later. You need rest."

She stood up and kissed his forehead, the only person she shows her emotions.

"I won't be there for so long Cam."

He said a simple phrase but Camilla knew the threatened tone of her father. That he'll do anything to get her married even on the day he'll die.

She left the room and ordered Mr. Miller who was standing outside with Mr.Rhodes with a crooked finger.

"Take care of him."

He nodded and she walked towards the entrance. Mr. Rhodes following her. Reaching the car she sighed.

"Mr.Rhodes you can have a leave now."

"Yes boss."

He immediately responded as it was a rare case he was granted a half leave by Camilla herself. Sure her employees didn't know even how to spell half-days.

"Keys."

She stretched her hand out. As he handed her keys. And roared out on the road.

Passing by the buildings, wandering alone in the car. She cranked the volume of music high.

"I can't marry that man dad whose reputation is known as a notorious play boy. I simply can't leave you alone dad but I'm afraid that you'll do anything to make me say yes. Even you can hurt yourself. I've to think out some way. I can't lose you."

Her mind was talking to her. While her heart was shut down a long ago. When she decided to be the 'real son' of her dad. But in the process of being successful she lost her feminine qualities of tender love, softness, gentle appearance. Her emotions lost it's allure.

"Damn this !"

Her stomach growled.

Crossing the lane she parked in front of famous AK - Bakers. Crept out as the cool air kissed her face gently but her grey furry jacket & the complete attire gave her the look of a badass wonder woman !

The wind chime announced her arrival into the shop. And due to her influential appearance which was differentiating her of all the casual patrons,

the waitress greeted her immediately & Camilla placed her order of one donut.

Unusually she was given off her order. Camilla payed through card and left. The wind chime again announced the departure of the devil as the whole staff & customers felt relieved.

Instead of driving again she crossed the road and entered the front park. Eating with taking small bites she walked towards the bench and seated.

Every passer - by gave her strange stares which Camilla ignored as she didn't owe anyone so their

Strange stares didn't effect her at all, all she

wanted to relax her mind.

Finishing the donut she placed the wrapper on the bench and leaned a bit against her back. When she sensed someone's presence besides her on the bench.

"Don't lose hope ma'am it's equal like losing sight. The loss of both will lead towards darkness !"

A male strong voice hit her ears as jumbled words pulled her out of her reverie. As Camilla moved her head towards right and saw the handsome man sitting besides her in jeans and hoodie which did nothing to hide his handsome looks.

"Hmm."

She replied him not paying heed towards him.

"What kind of problem can reach a girl like you. I mean you're beautiful & rich if I'm not mistaken . I'm sure your problem isn't that big as mine is."

The man kept on blabbering. He read her very well. Maybe he was a psychologist.

"What's your problem ?"

This time Camilla asked irritated with his continuous interference.

"Ah me !"

He pointed towards himself in surprise as didn't expect Camilla to speak.

"Well my friend actually more like my brother-friend is in hospital and I badly need money for his treatment."

The man leaned back heavenward letting out a sigh.

"The amount is big but I'm sure I'll manage it somehow. Even if I'd to borrow some."

He gave her a soft genuine smile.

Something flickered in her eyes as she asked him again unsure of herself  as his wistful did something inside her.

"How much is the amount ?"

"UuMm.....10,000 Dollars."

The man told hesitantly.

Camilla searched for something in her pocket.

"Here take it. Meet me sharp at 10:00 tomorrow. I think we both can help each other."

The man took the card from her with blank expressions.

"Okey."

Camilla stood up and walked out. She heard his voice saying THANK YOU. To which she replied without turning; waving two fingers in pendulum direction !

The man crept the card into the pocket of his jeans and took out his cell phone. Searched for a specific contact and dialed the number.

"1st step of the ladder passed."

He heard some reply from the other side and cut the call with a smirk.