12 Stupid Assistant
When Scarlett left her room, she found no one outside. However, she saw several dishes neatly arranged on the dining table.
But why was there only one set of cutlery?
"Is it for me?" She muttered as she walked over to the table. Her eyes caught a small note near the plate.
[Miss. Scarlett, this is your lunch. I'll be back at night. X]
Scarlett gently stroked Xander's neat handwriting. It looked pretty. His gentleness touched her. But, a second later, her smile faded slowly, realizing Xander called her 'miss.'
Didn't they agree to call each other by their first names last night?
Somehow, she felt slightly disappointed—Xander still thought of her as someone he wasn't close to.
"Why is he calling me like this again?" She put the note on the table, inhaled as much air as possible to relax her heart, and then sat down in her chair.
Her disappointment vanished as she started to eat her lunch: tenderloin steak and green salad.
"Mr. Xander Riley, how do you know my favorite food? Did you investigate me in that detail!?" A faint smile appeared at the corner of her lips before she continued her lunch.
Scarlett put aside all her sources of headaches, her family problems, and how she will be able to live with Xander.
Right now, she just wanted to focus on finishing her lunch. And she only realized how hungry she was at the first bite. The meat melted in her mouth and whetted her appetite. The deliciousness of the steak was able to make her forget all her worries over the past few hours.
Scarlett hoped that after finishing her lunch, her mind would be calmer. Also, she could deal with all her troubles conveniently, with no more worries that would give her a headache — but that seemed far from her expectations.
After finishing her lunch, she rested in the living room while checking her cell phone. Her phone had been inactive since last night, and she only managed to turn it back on. She was stunned when her cell phone lit up and vibrated like crazy.
Scarlett wanted to laugh, knowing that she was pretty popular. It hasn't been 24 hours since her cell phone was off. Many people have been looking for her.
She placed her cell phone on the table to wait until all the notifications buzzed end.
While waiting, she turned on the television to search for an exciting show she wanted to watch. Still, before she could, her eye caught a news report about a new superhero movie to be released this summer. There would be a press release on the W Country, and the main cast and the director would attend the press release.
Scarlett instantly remembered her assistant asking her to come to the capital. The movie director and producer invited her to dinner.
Since she is involved in creating visual effects and CGI in several Hollywood films, Scarlett scarcely met with directors or producers for offline meetings or dinners. She doesn't like that sort of thing. She prefers working behind a computer rather than meeting many people.
But, this time, she couldn't refuse Harvey Olson, a top Hollywood director she considered her parent. Moreover, the older man used the excuse that this was his first time visiting this country and asked her to be the host.
She really couldn't refuse him. So, she agrees to meet him, but on one condition: he can't bring any media for an interview or any new producer who wants to meet her.
She is busy with many projects she is currently working on. She didn't need another project even though they offered priceless money.
After some time, Scarlett's cell phone rang.
She immediately checked, and her assistant's name appeared on the screen.
"What's up, Cruz!?" She answered the phone call while lying on the sofa.
"Oh, my god, Boss! Where have you been?" Cruz Reeves' panicked voice came from the other end, almost tearing Scarlett's eardrums. She moved her cell phone away from her ear while cursing Cruz in her mind.
Just as she was about to open her mouth, Cruz's sentence immediately stopped her.
"Boss, I was waiting for your call, but you haven't called me since last night, and why is your phone unreachable? I thought someone kidnapped you," Cruz paused to fill his lungs before continuing, "Boss, you know what? If this call doesn't connect, I intend to go straight to the police station to report a missing person… luckily you picked up my phone call."
Scarlett rolled her eyes.
She felt like shutting up Cruz's mouth that wouldn't stop talking. This stupid Cruz spoke like a professional rapper. He didn't give her a chance to say a word.
After some time…
"Are you done?" Scarlett said as she heard the man on the other end take a deep breath.
"Hahaha... no boss. I haven't finished yet. Well, my pretty and kind Boss, where are you now?" Cruz was finally able to slow down his sentence.
"B Island. Why did you call me? Did you forget what I said? I will not receive unimportant calls during my vacation!" She warns him.
"Boss, s-o-r-r-y…" his tone sounded guilty. "This is important."
"Yeah, it should be. If it's unimportant, don't blame me if I wipe out your year-end bonus—" Scarlett's mischievous smile appeared when she heard Cruz panicking on the other end.
"Boss, please give me your mercy. I bet my entire fortune on this news is so important," Cruz said confidently, sure that the news he was about to say would not get him into trouble.
The impatient Scarlett couldn't hold it in, "Damn it, Cruz! Just say it..." She scolded her stupid assistant.
"Boss, Mr. R is coming to this country—"
"WHAT!?"
"I knew it! Hahaha... Boss, you must be delighted to hear the news, right!?"
"W-when will he come? What will he be doing here?" Scarlett panicked. Just a month after she left New York, the man decided to visit her here!?
