The Big Picture

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Season Two of The Billionaire's Maid

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Bobby's pov

 "Yes, I saw him at the airport yesterday"

" So, are you saying.." I'm  about to say something else when the reality struck me, I guess this is the reason why she is behaving strangely. But knowing this won't yield any positive result unless she has a better plan to support it, with that, I can easily confide in her by helping each other.

I immediately dragged the chair a little closer to her.

" Are you sure you really saw him?" I whispered.

" I'm very sure of that, just that.." The tremor in her was very obvious, it seemed she was trying hard not to think about something. 

" Did something happen to him?" I muttered slowly, my voice was barely above a whisper. Her bluish eyes stared into mine for a few seconds before looking away again. The few seconds that followed, she was still staring at the chandelier that was hanging over our head, all my attempts to make her talk all proved abortive. 

I started to feel impatient, how can you just bring something up, but just decided to stay mute all of a sudden. I thought we meant to be finding solutions to this if we really want to know how to make this work, but here we are, sitting motionless without spitting out a word. 

When I could no longer take it any more, I stood from my sit, lingering towards the exit door, I slammed my hand on the water dispenser, sighing heavily.

" He didn't recognise me, Bobby" she suddenly burst into tears. I turned back to her, flickering my eyes in surprise. He did not recognise her? What kind of a joke is that? I moved slowly to her, and then got on my kneel when I reached her front.

" Amelia, this is not up to this, what if the person you saw was someone else, try to.....

" I know what i'm saying, I saw Draven, he is only pretending of not knowing me" She whimpered, her cheeks had already turned red, her cloth was dampened with tears. I wrapped one of my hands around her shoulder to pet her.

 I can't help but to feel sympathy for her, I know how it feels if someone didn't reciprocate the loves you are tossing at them, have experienced the excruciating pain of denying your true feeling before, but I don't think none of this could be more heart broken than this, waiting for someone all this years, only to find out that you no longer exists in their memories.

She was  still sobbing, silently, head buried in her hands, even though I'm still patting her on the back, I never try to stop her from crying, I believe crying her heart out would be of great help, instead of trying to hide it from people, that will only torment her more.

But the name, why does it sound too familiar, no doubt that I have heard it from somewhere else, but where?

" I didn't catch his name, what's it again?" I mouthed, my hands moving freely behind my back.

She suddenly raised her head, cleaning his wet face with the back of her hand. I quickly stretched my right hand towards my side drawer, pulling out some tissue papers from its paper box.

" Use this" I handed it over, she said something but I didn't pay attention to it.

"Draven" her lips trembled as the name flew out of her mouth.

" Draven?" How did I miss the part that this guy is bearing the same name like my cousin, but what if he was the one? No! That can't be, I thought.

" Are you satisfy now?" I teased, she smiled feeblelly, and then nodded. The Blue eyes ball is nowhere to be found, it has been replaced with this cloud of crimson colour, the pain is conspicuous by looking at her eyes only.

I cleared my throat, trying to remove the sudden lump that is preventing me from voicing out clearly.

" How did it happened, are you sure he was the one" 

She dropped the tissue paper she was using to clean her makeup that had been ruined because of the tears.

Sniffed, " He stopped when I called his name, I know what i'm saying, I can never take him for another person"

" He was even shocked when his eyes met mine before going blank again, Bobby I....

" This Draven of a guy, is he blonde?" I don't know what was going through my mind, but I am having this ill feeling about this person, what if the guy is really my cousin like I guessed?

 When I talked to Draven three days ago, I remembered him saying something about him going to Texas to meet his Dad. The puzzle would have been a complete one if he told me the date he was leaving California.

" Yes, yes! how did you know that!?" Her loud voice jolted me out of my reverie, I stared at her now lightened face.

" Draven?" I paused, with this, there is 70% percent chance of him being the person we are looking for. But this is funny, how can this be? I snickered, loudly. ignoring Amelia's question, I don't know why, but this is getting interesting..

" A cousin of mine is bearing the name, I'm not sure if he is the Draven you are looking for" I try not to sound interested.

" But you just mentioned his hai....r" she stuttered.

" That can be a coincidence you know," I replied sharply. Something flickered inside her eyes, I knew she was getting suspicious of me, but I don't care, until I verify my assumption, I don't think I can reveal the full picture.

" Can I see the picture of this cousin of yours?" I was sidetracked by her words, my eyes blinking in surprise, she looked so determined.

" Unfortunately, I got none, just that..."

" Let me call Amelia, I think she can find one of her pictures easily, or what do you think?"

" She is my Secretary, not a secret agent," I grumbled softly.

" I'm doubting you, why can't we just check if he was the person now ,don't tell me knew about this....

" Just take the phone and call her" I cut her off before she could finish her words.

Without saying anything further, she walked to the phone.

" Hi, Amelia, can you please send Bobby's cousin's picture to his mail immediately?" 

" Draven,"

"Bobby is the one that asked me to make the call" she dropped the phone back to its place after saying this. 

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