Although Gianna knew the situation was dire, she tried to ease Arwen. But she miscalculated sothing greatly.
Arwen wasn't naive when it ca to the business industry. She was born and raised for it. How could she not know what was happening? I
But wait … did she say she was calling Mia to book a flight? Flight to where?
Before Arwen could make the call, Gianna grabbed her hand to stop her.
"What tickets are you talking about?" she asked, her tone tinged with urgency.
Arwen's brows furrowed slightly, irritation flickering across his gaze. Not at Gianna particularly, but how the situation has turned out to be.
"Tickets to New York, Anna. Where else could I go in a situation like this?" She pried Gianna's grip off her hand and attempted to dial Mia's number again. "Aiden is struggling there alone. Even if I can't do much, the least I can do is be by his side."
At this mont, nothing mattered more to her than staying with Aiden —being there for him the way he had always been there for her.
Gianna's eyes widened in alarm, and she imdiately shook her head. "No! Not New York! Do you want to die?"
Before Arwen could argue, Gianna cut her off firmly.
"You just heard what my mother warned about. If she finds out you are heading there, she will imdiately realize that I went against her instructions and told you everything. And believe , Wenna, she will kill with her bare hands." A shiver ran down her spine at the thought, and she shook her head more determinedly. "No. You can't go there. Otherwise, I am finished. Arwen, I —"
But regardless of Gianna's words, Arwen pressed to dial Mia's number. And soon after she did, the call was connected.
"Hello, Ma'am! You are calling at this ti —do you need sothing?"
Even though the phone wasn't on speaker, Gianna could hear Mia's voice from the other end.
She wanted to refuse on Arwen's behalf and tell her the call was connected by mistake but before she could … Arwen answered.
"Mia, book the earliest flight to New York?" her instruction was straight to the point.
The line fell silent for a mont before Mia hesitantly spoke.
"Ma'am … New York? But you still have several important etings scheduled for tomorrow and the following days."
The Davies Empire annual eting was just around the corner. All the high-priority etings needed to be wrapped up before the company's year-end celebration.
Mia didn't know what had prompted this sudden change in plans, but as Arwen's secretary, it was her responsibility to remind her of her schedule.
Arwen hadn't forgotten. She was well aware of what was on her calendar. But right now, nothing else mattered. Keeping her focus clear, she instructed. "Either postpone them or if possible, assign them to be handled by soone else."
"But Ma'am —"
"Mia, I know what's more important right now. Just do as I said."
Without waiting for another word, Arwen ended the call.
Gianna sighed in exasperation. "Wenna, I understand you are anxious. But leaving all your responsibilities behind … do you really think that's the right choice?"
This ti, Gianna wasn't thinking about the trouble she would have with her mother. She was genuinely worried about Arwen making such aa rash decision.
She had seen how busy Arwen had been lately, and she had also read the announcent about Davies international's year-end event. It was a major occasion —one that had garnered significant attention in a short span of ti. People were eagerly anticipating it, speculating different stories around it. The most important one among it was the expected change in leadership.
Arwen's expression remained indecipherable.
Gianna reached out for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Wenna, think carefully before making a hasty decision. If my uncle needed you there, he would have asked for you. Since he hasn't, it ans he wants you to focus on your work here."
Just as Gianna finished speaking, Arwen's phone vibrated before breaking into a familiar ringtone.
Gianna glanced at the screen and imdiately stiffened.
"Don't tell that Mia girl already booked you the ticket?" she muttered.
But her expression quickly changed when she saw it wasn't Mia's na that was flashing on the screen. It was …
Husband❤️
Gianna gasped dramatically. "Holy f*ck! Think of the Devil and he appears!" She turned to Arwen with a look of pure betrayal. "Wenna, I am warning you —if you sell out, I swear I will haunt you for life and even after. Believe ."
Arwen rely gave her a brief glance before rising to her feet to leave.
"Wait —where are you going?" Gianna asked, exasperated.
"To answer the call. And decide," Arwen replied simply before walking out of the room.
Behind her, Gianna called out one last ti.
"You better not sell out, Wenna! Did you hear ?"
No response ca, but Gianna was already fearing the worst.
anwhile …
Entering her bedroom, Arwen finally answered the call.
The mont she did, she heard Aiden's deep yet relaxed voice from the other end, as if there was nothing that was stressing and wearing him out.
"Did you reach ho?"
She knew he must have already been aware, but still asked —out of his natural habit.
Arwen slowly humd in response —not quite sure what to say.
She had a lot on her mind —so many questions, so many worries. But since he was not making it obvious, how could she bring them up?
"How was your day?" Aiden asked again.
Arwen walked towards the dresser, glancing at her own reflection in the mirror.
"Pretty good!" she replied, her gaze locking onto her eyes, as if trying to see through sothing invisible. "How was yours?"
"Busy," he admitted without hesitation. "Investor eting and two inspection visits. Nothing unusual."
Arwen hesitated before finally speaking.
"Aiden … do you know what's the best way to hide sothing?" she asked.
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