13 End

Some time passed. Eira was busy at work like always when she received a phone call from Mrs. Henning personally. She asked her to meet her at a cafe to have a chat. Eira remembered what George had told her and agreed to meet up with her.

When she entered the cafe she saw that Mrs. Henning was already sitting in a corner waiting for her. When she noticed her coming in she stood up and greeted.

"Miss Morgan you´re here. Come have a seat."

Eira nodded lightly at her and sat opposite of Mrs. Henning.

"Why did you want to meet me, Mrs. Henning?" She asked her directly. Even if she was willing to hear her mother out she still couldn´t entirely forget the past.

"Uhm... you see... I want to apologize to you for everything that had happened. I... I know I shouldn´t have left you but I didn´t have another choice. Please forgive me. And please forgive me that I can´t call you my daughter anymore. I am a huge disappointment as a mother. Please forgive me. I just... I just don´t want you to resent me for the rest of your life and... don´t misunderstand George. He is a good guy." Mrs. Henning apologized to Eira but didn´t dare to look into her eyes.

Eira just scoffed at the explanation of her biological mother.

"So you want me to forgive you and just keep on living my life without harming you or your new family? And all that without explaining to me properly your reason for leaving me a six-year-old and your husband? Am I a saint?" Eira was angry.

"Eira, I can´t tell you the reason. Just know that I still love you. Please believe me. Just don´t let your anger out on George or the company. Please." Her mother begged her but Eira just shook her head.

"No, I can´t do that. We are done here. You are NOT my mother. That woman died a long time ago when you decided to leave us. If you want me to not harm your family that badly... fine I won´t. I don´t need you guys. Never try to contact me and don´t even bother to donate me some money. I don´t need your goodwill. If you want to talk about business call my secretary. This is the end for both of us. Have a nice day." With these last words, Eira stormed out of the cafe leaving Mrs. Henning sitting at her table alone.

Mrs. Henning frustratingly let out a cry and covered her face in her hands. Helplessly she had to let Eira go.

A shadow outside the cafe had witnessed the whole scene and now was reporting everything he saw over the phone.

"Master, Eira Morgan had stormed out of the cafe. She was really cold to the Mistress. The mistress is still at the cafe."

"Good. Keep on watching her and report to me again when you notice something suspicious." The voice over the phone instructed him.

"Yes, sir." The shadow ended the call and resumed to watch the mistress's every move.

Eira walked back to Morgan Noodles to continue her work. There was soon a competition the company held to find the new master chef who could take her father's place. She herself wasn´t a bad cook but she had too much to do so she rather finds someone talented to share the work.

While she was sitting at her desk she switched on the television that was hanging on the left side of the wall just for her to occasionally be updated on the newest news.

When she switched it on she could see the headlines and was surprised.

The current CEO of Henning Corporation, George Henning decided to take a break of his position and it's rumored that he is going abroad with his secret girlfriend. Further, it was talked about Mr. Henning who made a comeback from his health break and was now personally standing in for his son as a CEO again. The news then changed to the weather forecast.

Eira found something was strange after hearing the news. So she decided to put her work at the side for a while and look at the internet if there were some other news and information about it. In the comments, a lot of people were asking who that mysterious girlfriend could be. Some were saying that George was kicked out because he was just a playboy and didn´t manage the company good enough. Some were saying that Mr. Henning just wants to have his company back and George was his substitute all along. Some people were speculating that the Hennings where disapproving George for wanting to marry a poor girl so as a punishment they kicked him out.

Eira couldn´t judge what the truth could be because all of the comments had a point but some were just made up. She sighed and decided not to care about it and resume her work.

Tomorrow was the announcement of the competition and there was still a lot to do.

After a while, the phone on her table rang and she saw that Helen called her on the intercom. She turned it on.

"Yeah?" She answered it.

"Miss Morgan. Mr. Johnson is here and wants to see you."

"Okay, I understand. Bring him in." Eira was wondering what John would want from her this late.

The door opened and John came in smiling charmingly at her.

"Heyyyy Eira. I thought I visit you since we didn´t see each other for such a long time. I went to Paris last week and bought something for you with me." John greeted her.

"It´s nice to see you too, John." Eira was hesitant about how she should react. After the proposal a couple of months ago she wasn´t sure how to act around him and she intentionally avoided him.

"Please have a seat. I finish this up and join you. Do you want something to drink?" She invited him to sit down.

"Oh yes. Just finish what you were doing. Don´t mind me. I don´t need anything to drink. Thank you." He acted as usual and comfortably sat down.

Eira went back to her desk and continued with her work. After a while, she noticed that John just stared at her and when she looked up he didn´t look away but just locked his eyes with her and smiled. She blushed a bit and quickly looked down at her paper and tried to finish the work as fast as possible. Now that she knew John was looking at her, she felt really comfortable and every now and then she stole a glance at him to see if he was still looking at her. And every time she looked he was still watching her. She wasn´t able to concentrate anymore and decided to leave the rest tomorrow. She stood up and cleaned up her desk.