Chapter 11! Hopeful!

Kayla on the other hand watched Adriana take in deep breaths and concluded that she was overly nervous out of sheer excitement. 

She couldn't help feeling sorry for the sweet lady before her.

As a result, she took time to explain all the things Adriana should take note of when she meets Mr Flynch, to impress him and not earn his ire. 

Only that Adriana does not give a hoot about impressing 'Mr Flynch'. She wouldn't dare say that to Kayla though.

After all, she's here to cause chaos.

Chaos will definitely befall Flynch Apparel and subsequently Flynch corporation, by the time she's done here.

Upon the arrival of Manager Liam, Adriana followed him wordlessly to the boss' office as she kept looking around as though it was her first time in a place 'this big'. 

Flynch corporation is supposed to be the first big corporation she's working with after all.

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On Gerald's end, he was looking at Anna Fynn's resume and could clearly see a striking resemblance to his first wife, Emily Fynn. 

Even her surname happens to be the same as Emily's maiden name but he couldn't help reassuring himself that it was just a beautiful coincidence. 

However, there was still this tiny little voice that kept telling him that Anna was his daughter with Emily Fynn. Not that he is bold enough to ask though.

However, there is no harm in sounding the innocent Anna Fynn out.

Gerald Flynch could not help being hopeful of finding out the whereabouts of his ex-wife, from Anna. 

He could not even understand why Emily never reached out to him even once and all records of her were nearly wiped clean. 

There was not even a record of the brief marriage they both shared, within the short period of two years. 

The dude is still not aware that he had already killed his ex-wife, Emily, albeit indirectly. 

Suddenly, [knock!] [knock!] [knock!]

A knock on the door brought him out of his reverie.

"Come in" came the weak response from the room.

"Good day sir!" Manager Liam greeted Gerald politely, as Anna remained silent with her head bowed, even though she could feel Gerald's burning gaze on her.

"Take a seat, Mr Liam, Miss Fynn" came Gerald's response before he showed the two the office chairs across the table.

He then motioned for them to sit opposite to him while he began to probe.

"Mr Liam, how prepared are we for the upcoming fall fashion week?"

Manager Liam was not surprised to hear that the meeting was about his ongoing project but still couldn't help feeling privileged, as he responded enthusiastically.

"Everything is going smoothly boss. We couldn't be any more prepared at the moment."

He then paused for a glass of water as he realized Gerald's attention all the while was on his deputy.

He then says tactfully, "I'm glad to say that, with Miss Fynn on our team, only the famed designer, Kamsve, could pose a threat to us right now boss."  

Even though what he said seemed exaggerated enough, he could garner any reaction from Adriana who was only sneering deep down, while keeping her blank look.

After a short pause, he says "We are sure to win this one as she is our secret weapon at the moment."

Gerald raised an eyebrow in question, and the manager excitedly explained how her design concepts were out of this world and how he could never have considered them personally. 

"Miss Fynn! Welcome to Flynch Apparel." 

Adriana raised her head with a blank expression as she responded in a flat tone without as much as a fake smile "the pleasure is all mine Mr Flynch"

Gerald Flynch swallowed all the questions he prepared beforehand and was deep in thought as he couldn't understand why the deputy manager of the clothing department seems to propel a hostile vibe towards him, even though she was only sitting down quietly at the moment.

The ringing of his cell phone suddenly brought him out of his reverie "Hello! Yes! This is Gerald...!" He stood up abruptly and called for his driver to ready the car as he headed straight towards C City Central Police station. 

Gerald dismissed the two the moment his phone call ended. He didn't want to delay for even a second.

While stepping out, Gerald made his secretary clear his schedule for the whole afternoon. He was going to a police station, after all, no one knows what to expect over there. 

Come to think of it, who would have thought that, Gerald Flynch would leave his company unattended, just to go for his son at the police station?

"Robin Flynch! You had better prepare a reasonable explanation for this outrage" muttered Gerald under his breath.

He then let out a deep sigh as he mused, "why can't you just be as reasonable as your twin brother?" 

Gerald subsequently rested his head on the headrest and closed his eyes for some much-needed peace and quiet.