Losing Game

Chapter 32 - He'll Tell You One Day

The morning meeting was in the process of being wrapped up. It had gone well and Mew was happy with everything that got figured out. All the loans that businesses filed and got approved for were now organized and ready for their money distribution. He had to play more of the overseer than someone actually calculating the numbers this time due to Saint coming into the office an hour late and having a last minute meeting pop up with a client. However he didn't mind. Now he had roughly three hours to relax and finish up some easy paperwork before his meeting with Saint and Orn at 2pm.

He was the last to walk out of the conference room and made sure to lock the door before heading back to his office. It was as he turned around, his great mood changed within seconds of seeing the troublemaker. Mew didn't even need to second guess if it was the right person because he memorized how he looked from any view point. His stature mimicked Saint's with being on the taller side and slim. His hair color did change from the last time they saw one another but his dress style didn't. Mew watched and followed him slowly. His mind started to wonder why he walked past and dodged using the elevators. He remembered though - if he did not want to get caught by the actual owner of the company, his best bet was to take the back stairwell where there were no cameras. When the opportunity showed itself, Mew pushed him into the stairwell and cornered him. The other person let out a low grunt before looking to see who was in front of him.

"I'll admit, when I got pushed in here I thought you were N'Orn ready to finally beat me up"

"How exactly does the troublemaker Inpitar Sarin Thaveechaiyagarn survive this long in Nam Tower? Last time I checked, you were banned before you could even make an appearance in front of the boss. Also you speak as if you and her aren't the same age nong"

"Good to see you too P'Mew -" In put his finger in the middle of Mew's chest and started to move him back before continuing. "Sorry, personal space you know? Anyways, even I'm shocked I lasted this long. I came here the day before yesterday and no one stopped me. Might need to work on that extra security Phi. I thought you would all know my face by now."

"You've never been to this office prior to this week and the fact that you know to take the back stairwell shows me someone else told you about the layout and how not to get caught. They would have bulked up security on the bottom floor if they spotted you"

"Now it's becoming more understandable on why they hired you," In said sarcastically. The death stare he got seconds later made him backtrack his comment. "Sorry but I also don't want to talk in this mucky area. Care to take this conversation elsewhere?" Mew let out a sigh and said "Let's just hope no one is in the lobby that we might know"

In did not look impressed. He had hoped Mew would take him to a restaurant or a high rise building to talk but no. He brought him to the marina that was empty. Before the chance to complain showed itself, Mew beat him to it by saying that they can't be caught together since In was pretty much blacklisted from any buildings or offices owned by Saint's family. If they were to ever get caught, it would be the end of Mew's career.

"Why is it so dead? Does no one come out here this early?" In whined as he followed the older one into the building stationed to the side. It was where most people relaxed before or after a ride on the water. The multiple open windows allowed fresh air into the place but also an amazing view of the calm ocean.

"It's not even noon yet, plus it's a friday as well and people who own these yachts have you know...jobs so they can keep said yachts" Mew found the table he was looking for and sat down at it and In followed.

"I'll let that one slide for now Phi"

"You don't change much nong. Your attitude and style is the same from what I last remembered. Your hair on the other hand...is a bold choice. Has your mom not lectured you on it yet?