Chapter 265 - Two Hundred And Sixty-five: Headrub
Reina's point of view.
"Who sent this?" I asked, surprised at the flower handed over to .
"It ca with a card, ma'am. I just need you to sign these," the delivery man handed the paper to which I penned down my na. I almost wrote "Maya" instead of "Reina'' but was quick to rember the correct one at the last minute. Phew, that was close.
"Thank you," I smiled at him and closed my door.
"Let's see..." I mumbled, opening the perfud card, "I can't stop thinking about you, you're stuck in my head. Co on a date with Reina ~ love, Eden."
"He's quite a cute poet but no would do," I said to myself yet breathing in the refreshing sll from the flower.
"You're staying," I pointed at the flower and kept it on my desk, I would find a vase for it later. Right now, I had an important appointnt to catch.
There was no room for distraction, I had a war to fight. I found out that Niklaus's daughter wanted to make jewelry for her and made a VVIP request. And per the rules - created by - those kinds of clients were mine to take care of personally.
I didn't know if this was another of Niklaus's ploy to get to talk to him - he's been bothering quite a lot lately - or truly his daughter's wish, but I had to go. Besides, it was at his place, who knew what secret I'll stumble upon.
So taking one final glance at my appearance, I picked up my clutch purse and left for his house. None of my guards were following , I had asked them to stay back; I could handle Niklaus myself.
I drove there, arriving so minutes later than the said ti. I was let into the house without any questioning, it seems my appearance was highly awaited.
"Over here, miss," One of the guards led to the stunning modern front door which was opened before I could even ring the bell.
"You're here," A beautiful girl erged.
"Isabelle Spencer," I profiled her, "A famous prankster, the only child of Niklaus from his late wife - well not her only, she had siblings now. " A golden yet rebellious child to the point of being a thorn in Niklaus's side".
Amid everything I found out about Isabella, the only thing that ward my heart is,
"Maya's diehard supporter". Apparently, the little girl had been a shield and protector to , no Maya. And for that, I was grateful.
"Yes, I am, "I flashed a smile and thrust out my hand," Nice to et you, I'm Reina Armani, "
"Nice to et you too, I'm Isabella Spencer, " She enveloped my hand with hers.
While we shook hands, I felt this strong flash of mory; Isabella was much smaller and younger and it looked like?I was trying to get her downstairs as part of a challenge or sothing.
"Are you okay?" Isabella asked out of worry when she saw wince, stumbling slightly.
"Yes, I'm okay," I said, gripping onto her for support, " I just feel dizzy and?a need to rest a bit,"
She led to the living room where she helped to a couch, I lay back.
"You look sick, do I need to get you dicine?" She gestured and all.
"A painkiller would do the magic, thank you," I told her.
"I think I have one upstairs, I'll get it," she said and zood off before I could even say thank you.
With her gone, I closed my eyes and rested. This wasn't the first ti I had this mind of migraine. Each ti I rember a piece of my life as Maya, it gives a headache.
But today's own was so strong and overwhelming that I felt like crying. It was as if a hamr was pounding down on my head and I was so grateful that Niklaus was not around. I prepared myself for nothing or so I thought because fate always found ways of ssing with .
"Isabella, where did you say you dropped my...." soone's voice descended the stairs and only stopped when his sight rested on .
Niklaus. I didn't need to guess that twice.
I unlidded my eyes, staring straight at fiery amber ones, he looked like he could use for dinner right now.
For a minute, none of us talked nor moved, just stared at each other with emotion till Isabella broke the mont.
"Here's the painkillers - oh, Dad?" She looked genuinely surprised by his appearance. It was impossible to think that this performance was planned.
"Why's Reina here and why does she need painkillers?" Niklaus seed ignorant of my coming. Was it all planned by Isabella?
"Oh, about that..."She scratched the back of her head, "I need Reina to design a masterpiece for , so she ca over to check the details with . She just didn't preditate she would get sick,"
"I'm not sick, it's just a slight headache," I corrected her. I don't need anybody looking at like I'm so fragile, Chinese ware. Most especially, that look shouldn't co from him Niklaus, he's a great womanizer and actor.
"Headache shouldn't be taken lightly," He said with a look of disapproval, "So people die from so claid simple headaches," Niklaus pointed out.
I looked away with a murmur, who was he to give lectures?
"Here," Isabella handed the tablets to alongside a glass of water which I used to push the dicine down my throat and laid back again.
"Just so you know, I have a thod to help with the headache," Niklaus offered, already going to the back of the couch and tried to touch my hair but I grabbed his hand tight.
Does he think I'm stupid? How could I not know Niklaus wants so strands of my hair for testing.
"What are you doing?" I asked him fiercely.
Niklaus scrunched up his face, "Why are you so jumpy and untrusting? I just want to give you a good head rub, what's so bad in it?"
"H-head rub?" I narrowed my eyes at him in both confusion and suspicion.
"Yes, a head massage," He explained, freed his hands from my grasp, and began to massage my scalp in a way that felt good.
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