"Hi dad…" Hayden said as he smiled sheepishly at his father.
"Don’t you dare ’hi dad’ !" the boss scread so loudly that his face beca dark red.
"Anger managent, dad. Anger managent. Think of what the doctors said. You don’t wanna pop a vein…" Hayden said with fake concern.
"You’re the one hoping that I’ll pop a vein. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Josh’s father is my friend and a very important business partner. He ships goods for us Hayden…" the boss said stressfully.
"What did that good friend of yours tell you? He didn’t tell you what his son did, did he?" Hayden challenged.
"Why don’t you be a good son and stop beating around the bush. What happened Hayden?" the boss asked.
"Nothing happened. He laid hands on what was mine…so I was forced to teach him a lesson…" Hayden said with a shrug.
His father sighed loudly as he turned away and sat down on the sofa, his hand rubbing his temple.
"So, it was…Malissa. You broke his nose and fractured his ribs…" the boss said with his eyes closed in resignation.
"Like I told Luka on the way here. Josh was extrely lucky that I wasn’t carrying a gun. I would have shot him in the leg right where he would be surely crippled for life," Hayden said like that was the most obvious course of action.
"You need to grow up, Hayden. When you make a ss like this, I’m the one that has to clean it up!" the boss yelled as his eyes snapped open and glared at his son.
Hayden refused to answer as he stared back at his father silently. It was clear to the boss that Hayden didn’t have an ounce of regret in his body about what he had just done.
"How’s your head?" the boss asked, changing the subject.
"You’ve just asking about it now?" Hayden asked, sarcastically.
"I figured that if you’re still able to stand on your feet then it’s probably not a big deal…" the boss replied.
"You’re right, it’s not a big deal," Hayden said, sounding bored out of his mind.
"I’ll call the doctors in anyways…" the boss said as he began calling the doctor on his phone.
…
"The boss and Hayden are in a room this way…" the man that was leading
along the hallway of the boss’s mansion said.
I followed him impatiently down the long hallway that seed endless. How big was this place anyways?
Suddenly, the man ca to a stop in front of a large pair of dark wooden door as he gestured with his eyes that this was the room that he was referring to earlier. I nodded silently to show my thanks and the man imdiately turned to leave.
Without wasting anymore of my ti, I pushed the door open and walked straight in.
"Hayden!" I cried out his na when I saw Hayden seated on a sofa.
I ran towards him imdiately. For a mont, I forgot that we weren’t the only ones in the room. The boss was there as well. I sat down next to Hayden on the sofa as I looked at his face with worry. It seems that the wound on his head had been treated and there were bandages on his hands, wrists, and so parts of his arms.
"Did you go to the hospital?" I asked.
"No…" Hayden said, looking slightly surprised to see . I saw him glance over at his father and realized then that I haven’t greeted him.
"Hi…" I said laly to the boss.
"Welco, Malissa. You seem very worried about my son…and I appreciate that…" the boss replied with a pleased smile. I wasn’t in the mood to entertain him though.
"Why is she here?" Hayden asked, there was an edge to his voice that I couldn’t quite place.
"I ordered for her to be brought here. I have so…questions, you see…" the boss replied as if this was to be expected.
"What questions?" Hayden asked before I could say anything.
"I can understand why Josh ended up the way he did. What I don’t understand…is how you two ended up in a ditch the way you did. Care to explain, Miss Malissa?" the boss asked as he looked straight at .
I have to say that I didn’t like the suspicious and accusing look in his eyes as he looked at . It was like he knew sothing and just wanted to hear
confirm it.
"I took Malissa for a late-night stroll to cool off after what happened. It was dark, we couldn’t see the edge, so we fell off," Hayden replied swiftly before I could say anything.
Why was he lying? What Hayden said wasn’t completely false, but it wasn’t true. We didn’t go for a late-night stroll. I ran into the forest to escape from him, and I fell…then he helped . That’s how we ended up the way we did.
Sensing
stiffing up next to him, Hayden shot
a glance. His clear blue eyes telling
sit still and shut up. I bit my lips to keep myself from saying anything unnecessary. I guess, the best way out of this is to let Hayden deal with it.
"I wasn’t asking you. I was asking Miss Malissa. So, Miss Malissa, what happened?" the boss asked again, his eyes directly on .
"It’s as Hayden said. I was…scared after what happened so he suggested that we take a stroll to help
calm down a little…" I replied, going along with Hayden’s story.
"Well, I am glad that you’re feeling better. There’s still many days left until the promised thirty days co to an end. I do hope that we all keep our end of the bargain. You both are dismissed," the boss said, bringing the conversation to a close.
With that announcent, Hayden got up from the sofa before he grabbed my hand and yanked
up to my feet. Without another word to his father, Hayden began heading for the exit, dragging
by the hand behind him.
"Miss Malissa…take good care of my son," the boss said to
as he smiled at .
The overly friendly smile made
cringe inside. I felt like the old man knew so much more than he let on.
--To be continued…
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