A calculative glint crossed Catrin's gaze before she nodded. "Yes, do it. I would show up with Emily to stir up all the needed headlines in the dia."
Although she had always found it childish, she didn't ever fail to notice how much Arwen craved to spend ti with her.
When young, it was understandable, given that kids wanted their parents to see them excelling. However, even when Arwen grew older, it never changed. She always looked like she would cross hell if that ant getting so ti to spend with her mother.
Catrin couldn't help but smile at that. Although she had always ignored it, she knew Arwen loved her the most in the world. And when you love soone the most, it's not easy to give up that love overnight.
She was sure that as long as Arwen would see Emily getting close to her, she would co running back. She was her daughter, and giving up sothing that's theirs —was simply not in their blood.
"Madam, are you sure?" Lia asked, seeming very hesitant about the idea.
"Do I need to repeat myself twice now?" Catrin frowned in irritation when she heard her secretary repeating again.
The secretary flinched and imdiately cast her gaze down. "No, ma'am. I understood your instructions. I will go and make arrangents," she said, and then hurriedly left.
Catrin watched her go out of the office, and the expression of irritability remained. She was not a fan of pulling out shows. But this was needed.
***
In the late afternoon,
Aiden was working in his office when he received a call from Mr. Jones.
Knowing what that call was all about, picking the call, he didn't ask rather waited for the man to report.
"Sir, we have replaced all the chocolates. Madam wouldn't know it," Mr. Jones said through the line.
Aiden humd before hanging up the call.
Emyr knocked at the door just at the sa ti, stepping inside to report. "Sir, we got all the procedures done," he reported, placing a file on his desk and then pushing it to him. "Now we own the brand. As long as we request, they will send the batch of chocolates for Madam."
Aiden's gaze darted to glance at the file before he reached out to check it himself. Seeing it duly signed, he felt satisfied. He had no plans of buying a chocolate company, but if buying one could assure that no one would tamper with it, he was more than happy to get it.
Just so that Arwen could have it without getting threatened in any way.
Emyr watched his boss go through the papers and was puzzled. He still couldn't understand what stirred the idea of acquiring a simple chocolate company abroad in the middle of the night.
The things were pushed so urgently that the cost that should have been settled in a re few hundred million crossed thousands.
No doubt, the owners of the company were so ready to sell it away.
Aiden closed the file and set it aside.
Seeing this, Emyr spoke again, "Sir, the previous brand owners want to et you."
"There is no need," he rejected without batting an eye.
Emyr nodded.
Just then, the phone on the desk went off. Aiden's gaze darted to check before his hand moved to accept the call, putting it on speaker.
"Aiden," Jason's voice ca through the line, sounding a little urgent.
Aiden noted it but didn't acknowledge it imdiately. He simply humd in response.
"What are you doing?"
"Last when checked, we never shared a friendship where we needed to report our schedule to each other," Aiden's voice didn't carry any humour, but Jason still laughed on the other end of the call.
"Don't worry. I don't wish to be your girlfriend as well."
Emyr coughed, choking at the thought. For so strange reason, his imagination worked swiftly to imagine Dr. Clark in the role of a girlfriend beside his boss.
But that imagination poofed away in smoke when he t with Aiden's cold gaze.
He quickly looked away, trying his best to hide his thoughts from his boss. But he knew, no matter how he tried, Aiden would be able to see through him.
He internally prayed to his stars to keep his job safe. Otherwise, given how moody his boss had been recently, he feared today might turn out to be his last day at work.
"Why did you call?" Aiden asked, his voice cold, carrying the hints of limited patience.
Jason audibly sighed on the other end of the call. "I am your friend, brother, can you greet a bit nicer?"
"You are my friend, and that's why this call is even going through."
"Fine," Jason huffed, sounding like he had had enough of vain talks. His tone imdiately turned serious as he asked, "I called to check if you have ti to visit at the hospital."
Aiden paused for a mont as if considering. Then, giving so thought, he said, "I don't. I need to get back ho early today."
"Why?"
The question ca so quickly that for a second it felt wrong. Jason didn't realize, but Emyr did. Maybe because it had almost imagined Jason in the role of the girlfriend. So, imagining him again was not a difficult task.
However, this ti he was better at keeping his thoughts and imagination to himself. He stood nonchalant as if he hadn't thought about anything.
Jason waited for Aiden to respond, but when he didn't hear him even after a few seconds, he sighed and said, "Got it. Don't answer. I am not asking you anymore," he said and then paused to add, "But Aiden, go ho after coming to the hospital. This is important."
His tone sounded much more serious than earlier. It even made Emyr pause for a second.
He looked up at his boss, waiting for him to respond.
After a beat of a mont, he finally heard him.
"Okay," Aiden said. "I will be there in so ti."
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