Slowly, Mr Fin diverted his attention to where his cell phone lay beside his black Apple laptop.
Normally he would have ignored the call since he was in the middle of sothing but he couldn't ignore the call when he saw the Caller's ID.
"Hello...,"
"Joan is in trouble," An anxious man broke the news at the other end causing Mr Fin to spring up from his grey executive chair.
"She is your woman so why are you telling ...,"
"Because it happened inside the campus my n can't intervene. Their identity will be compromised," He blurted.
"If you are worried about her, I will get so of the security guards to make sure no harm cos to her...,"
"I am afraid even you will have a hard ti keeping her under control if you go there, not to ntion re security guards. I bet she wouldn't even spare them a second glance," He replied and paced about the front of the black car behind him.
"Also, I am not worried about her getting hurt. I know she is capable of taking perfect care of herself. If anyone should be worried it should be those who poked her," He added.
"If her safety is not your concern then what are you so worried about?" Mr Fin quizzed in a more relaxed tone.
"I know she is not the type to cause a scene without a valid reason...I am aware she must have a reason why she did this but as you know this is not the ti to garner attention...,"
"You are afraid that she might beco the target of those with malicious intentions right?" Mr Fin asked cool-headedly.
"Sorry friend but I will leave you with the difficult task of taking care of things over there...,"
"Do you an you won't show up to check up on her?" Mr Fin cut in ekly.
When he noticed that his secretary was still waiting for him to conclude his call he waved his right hand at him.
"No," He asserted and leaned against the bonnet of the car.
"Also, don't let her know that I am the one who sent you," He added. The sadness in his voice couldn't escape Mr Fin's notice.
"If you care so much about her then why don't you...,"
"Hurry up now. The longer you waste the greater the scene she will make. Hurry if you don't want her to turn your precious campus into a pile of dust," Amos forced himself to crack a joke.
He disconnected the call imdiately.
Outside campus Amos walked a few steps away from his car. His worried eyes didn't move away from the enormous gate in front of him.
"Sir, if you are so worried about her, how about we go in?" Chris who has been watching Amos from the sideline suggested.
"I am sure Miss Joanna will cool off the mont she sees you...,"
"That is not even an option worth considering," Amos blurted.
"You can never imagine how hard it was for to keep my distance from her. There is no way I will be able to go back to avoiding her if I show up at the scene of the commotion," Amos insisted sternly.
"Sir...," Chris called. He strolled to Amos' front and paused two steps away from where he stood.
"Do you really have to force yourself to keep a distance from her?" Chris questioned while looking into Amos' eyes. Sothing others are often scared of doing.
"You went through a lot to be with her. I am a witness to all the obstacles you overca to get to where you are right now with Miss Joanna. Why must you put yourself and her through imnse pains...,"
"You won't understand, Chris," Amos cut in softly.
"In the past when I learned that there are no calculations in love, I thought that was true until I fell in love...," Amos let his words linger. He moved so distance away and turned his back on Chris.
"No doubt being in love gives you the strength you never imagined you possessed but it also cos with its fair share of fears," He mumbled and raised his eyes to look at the clear sky.
"You do a lot of calculations and thinking when you are in love, especially when you have a lot of enemies. There is not a single hour of the day you won't think of a way to keep the one you love beside you for a long ti," Amos confessed as he guided his hands into his trouser's pockets.
"Maybe this is one of the prices I have to pay for possessing the greatest title in the kingdom or is this perhaps the sa thing everyone who is in love faces?" He mumbled, his gaze fixed on the sky as if it would drop down the response to his question.
"Life cos in phases. I can vividly rember so of the silly things you did and the extres you went to win over her heart...," Chris let his words linger.
His lips curved to form a sweet smile when he recalled the crazy things the King did to make Joanna fall in love with him.
During those tis even he often cliched at so of the things he did.
"Now Miss Joanna is head over heels for you so this ans that phase of your life is over. I am sure this too will beco history in a short while...,"
"I wish that ti will co soon because I can't wait to have her back in my life," He replied in a tender tone.
It wasn't up to five minutes after Amos ended his call with the Chancellor of Twilight University that Mr Fin showed up in front of the library where the battle was still taking place.
"What the hell happened here!" Mr Fin remarked at the scene he t.
When he got there, Joanna was on the rooftop of the tall building while Tiffany and her squad were in a terrible state.
Their hair was ssed up as if they hadn't taken a bath or combed their hair for six months.
eαglesnᴏνel Their bodies were covered with burnt wounds and their clothes were as if they had just been removed from a furnace.
What stunned him most apart from the terrible state he t the four ladies was the flas in Joanna's two palms.
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