Chapter 14 : unexpected

It had been a little over two years and Klan felt nostalgic, not to say euphoric, to cross the threshold and set foot on the floor of the Artus group. Everything was the same, nothing had changed since the last time he came, he took a moment to admire the lobby and headed toward the elevators, but cheerful voices call out to him

"Mister Klan!! Mr Klan!"

They were the two ladies who worked at the reception

"Welcome Mr. Klan! nice to see you again !!"

"I too am happy to see you again, I missed you all"

"It doesn't really seem like that" said one of them pouting, "If the president hadn't told us, we wouldn't even have known that you were coming back today"

"Oh! I'm sorry, will you forgive me this once?" he said with sincerity. to this he added one of his seductive smiles whose effect was multiplied by his sexiness. Faced with this mass destruction weapon, the receptionists could only fall under the spell.

"Of course, we'll forgive you, because you are our favorite boss!",

"Speaking of bosses, where is my grandfather?",

"The president is in his office; he left the instruction to tell you to go see him as soon as you arrive",

"Ok I'll go see him! ... But I promise to catch up with you soon", he adds, giving them a wink

This last attack made them melt on the spot, their future president was definitely the hottest of all the bosses, they will have to prepare to defend their boss from the prospective clingy girls which will fall for him.

Klan was standing in front of the elevator that led to the upper floors. when the doors opened, the atmosphere suddenly turned chilly. There were two people in the elevator about to get off, the first one was a middle-aged man in his fifties and the second was much younger; these two men were none other than Beryl Artus, his dear father and Denzel Artus, the youngest of the siblings

For a moment, they stared at each other in silence, as if time had stopped. Then Beryl finally took the initiative to get out of the elevator followed closely by Denzel, Klan does the same and entered the elevator. But instead of continuing on his way as usual, Beryl remained planted in front of the elevator with his back turned towards Klan who was trying to occupy his field of vision so as not to have to look at this back, and against all odds Beryl opened his mouth:

"To mess around with simple employees in the middle of the company is unworthy of an Artus."

As soon as he finishes, the elevator doors close behind him.

Klan was stunned, good or bad, this was the first time in several years that his father had spoken to him.

…

Cali got off the bus in a small commercial street, there, one could find any kind of products and necessities. The regulars in the area were people who liked to shop without the noise and hustle and bustle of downtown malls, boutiques and department stores. The service was warmer, the cafés, bars and bistros were the ideal places for meetings in small groups and the general atmosphere was friendly.

Cali walked into one of the shops that appeared to be under renovation. Inside was a girl leaning on the counter, her dark brown hair tied in a side ponytail, her chin resting in her palm and reading what seemed to be a baking magazine. She looked up at the entrance when she felt Cali's presence. Cali waves at her with a smile

"Cali! you are finally here!" the girl said enthusiastically

"Hello, Yaelle!".