Chapter Eight - I'm Mad!

The sound of my fuming heels echoed in the hallway to Warren's office. How could he do this to me?! Is this his way of revenging me? Well, no matter how desperate I look in this situation, I don't want to end it like this!

"May I know your business with Mr. Buencamino? I'm afraid you can't meet him right now." A soothing voice stopped me. A tall man in dark suit towered me as I was going to reach the door's handle. He's wearing eyeglasses and has clean haircut.

I stepped back. "I'm sorry but I need to talk to him now."

He smiled and his eyes disappeared. "Why don't you have a seat first and let me contact him?"

I nodded. It was rude of me to barge in like that. Kahit sino namang makakita sa 'kin baka iisipin nilang baliw ako or may masamang intensyon.

He guided me to a room but before I could go inside, my head tilted to see Warren's office. The glass wall was fully blinded where it's impossible to see who's inside. I could see our tiny selves sneaking and running around whenever our Dad leaves for a short moment.

"Please, have a seat." The man, who seems to be Warren's secretary said. I just also found out that my Dad was transferred to other department since Tito Faustino is in the hospital and Warren is now taking over. I thought I could go through easily if Dad is his secretary.

"Would you like to have a tea? or coffee?" He asked.

I stared at him and he began to look uneasy.

"I'm good. Just call him already so that I could talk to him." I nonchalantly said.

"That would be impossible, Ma'am. He's now in a meeting that would lasts for three hours. If you want, you can wait here and I'll call you once he is free."

Kumunot ang noo ko. "Akala ko ba tatawagan mo kaagad siya?"

He sighed and managed to give me his best smile. "I will, after the meeting is over."

I closed my eyes to calm myself. Three hours? Does this man lured me away? Did he thought I'm going to cause a scene here?

I looked at my phone that showed the unknown number of Warren. I typed 'jerk' and saved it as his contact name. I've been changing SIM cards every time I ghost someone that's why I already knew that it was Warren who texted me and Dad might gave him my number. But, why do I feel like the tables have turned? It seems like Warren is going to ghost me.

I stood up and held my bag. "I'll come back tomorrow and tell him I need to talk to him."

I should head back now. There will always be a chance to see him anyway.

The secretary nodded. "I will contact you first before entering this building again."

My brows furrowed. "What?!" What does he mean by that?

"I mean, if he's free and ready, I'll call you." He added and handed me his business card. "I suppose you'll have to reach me first."

I grabbed the card from his hand and put it inside my bag. "And I'm hoping you won't ignore my call."

"That's the last thing I would do." He then gave me a freaky smile before I left the room.