Silent Cry

CH28 - Brawl

3rd Person's POV

It was a tranquil Saturday morning. Gabbie is sitting on a dock above a pond and enjoying the activities of some tiny and brightly-colored fishes.

"It looks peaceful in there," Gabbie catches sight behind to check who was coming and she saw a familiar man in his formal suit walking towards her. He was the man whom she talked with on her wedding day.

"Jameson, remember?" That just confirmed her thoughts.

"Yes," she answered without frills and the man sat on the empty chair beside her. They are both looking over the pond.

"Though you don't ask, I am here to get some files from Sir Xander's office on his request," he glimpsed at her side quickly and so was Gabbie. She beamed at him and nodded.

"I see," It's the weekend but Xander must be in the office to deal with unfinished businesses but Gabbie is not someone who would ask about that in detail. If she was a loved wife then it would give her a little spine to act as one and use her privilege to ask what she's baffling about but that was not the case from the very beginning.

"I am friends with your husband for 15 years now. We were just 10-year-old kiddos back then when he saved me from a wild dog who tried to bite me. He got his arm scar from that," Jameson tittered while reminiscing the old days.

Xander has a scar on his arm and Gabbie doesn't even know that. Nonetheless, she just listened and bob her head as if she knew.

"You don't know that, do you?" Sadly, she was caught off-guard. She couldn't help but snigger at herself. Of course, she should not pretend anything to Jameson, he knows it all, so well.

"I was just no one. I've no family, no friends, no power, no money, nothing. But this family gave all that to me. Of course, I worked hard for it. I studied my ass off to the point I could balance any amount while my eyes closed," that was a head-turner. Gabbie was awestruck to hear it though it must be half exaggerated.

"Now, I'm very capable. And they can't lose me. You see, I became the ace of their company's success," and he laughed at his claim that's overly confident.

"I'm sure you are," the girl supported him and they both giggled. He is comfortable to be with, at least for Gabbie. Ever since they first met at the wedding, she knew he was someone to rely on.

"Don't be too lonely here. There's always a way to be happy. If you need someone to talk to, just call me," he offered and then remembered something, "Oh, you don't have my number," and gets something from his side pocket, "Here," a business card.

"Thank you," Gabbie mouthed.

"Don't worry, Sir Xander would not suspect you of cheating if it's just me, hahaha! I repeat, just me," he emphasized, extending a thought that he can be that someone she can treat casually.

Gabbie genuinely smiled at him before he left the scene. It would be his end if he comes back very late. That five minutes to spare was enough.

Gabbie read the calling card, his name was engraved on it. Jameson H. Nicholson, Head Accountant. After his dismissal, Gabbie also decided to head back to the house to start her daily work.

She wore her favorite mint-colored duster that has her name stitched on the upper left side. She could mass some strength after wrapping it around her tiny physique. Pauline must have put some magic in it, she would think.

She begins in Xander's room. That has been the start of her routine in the afternoon. Although the room has always been clean, she still has to remove every dust that has compiled in the whole day. While wiping the drawers, something shiny object caught her attention. It came from the bottom part of the drawer that is a little bit opened. Usually, when she would clean here, every cabinet, drawer, and sideboard are sealed and she does not mind because her task is just to make the surroundings well organized.