Her misunderstanding

11

[ Jade ]

"You can't do that..." Chloe's dad, Oliver pointed out, his demeanor changing from flirty to anger in matter of seconds. "You need me."

"I don't. I have Jade by my side now and besides, ever since she stepped in, your business has been failing. Have you even check your business status? She already became second and you? well, you're third." Enzo stated, looking at me with a proud look on his face. I didn't even know that im already second. Damn, im good at my job.

"Is this true?" Oliver asked, looking at me in disbelief. "-how?"

"Determination." I simply shrugged earning a proud look from Lorenzo before he turned to look at Oliver. "Are we done here?"

"Certainly." He managed to reply. He sure do looked angry. Pretty sure he'd kill us if the others weren't present in this room. Speaking of killing, it's been a while since i murdered someone. When i was in France for these 4 years, i did not kill anyone. I lived a normal life.

"Gentlemen, this meeting is over." Enzo stated, pointing to the door, "You know your way out." I raised a questioning eyebrow at him to which he shrugged, acting like this office is his.

Once everyone left the room, he did not waste a second to get off his seat and shut the door close, locking it and leaving us both in the room together.

"You have no idea..." He started, walking towards me, "-no idea how much ive missed you." With that, he slammed his lips on mine. "I've missed you too." I replied between the kiss and wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us to the table. Placing me on it, he opened my legs with his hand and stood in between.

"Miss Carrington, i-" the door suddenly opened, revealing my assistant with widened eyes. Enzo sighed but did not move away from me and neither did i.

"I-" She stuttered, "I'll come back later." With that, she turned her heels and rushed, not before closing the door.

"Let's go out tonight. Just me and you." Enzo said, playing with the strands of my hair which fell on my face. I raised an eyebrow at him, "Are you asking me out?"

"Yeah." He smirked, "You in?"

"Yes." I smiled. He leaned in to kiss me again, our lips almost touched when my phone pinged with a notification. "It might be important." I said, Enzo nodded in understanding as i took my phone and opened the message which came from an unknown number.

"Tell your father what happened or i will."

I furrowed my eyebrows in concern before letting out a heavy sigh. I knew this would happen, i knew that keeping the truth from him would not last. He would find out eventually.

"What's wrong?" Enzo asked, his tone laced with concern. Not bothering to reply, i just showed him the message. "Fuck." He cursed, running his hand through his hair.

"I must tell him." I stated, frowning. "I'll come with you." He offered but i immediately shook my head, "No that's okay. I will do it alone."

"Come at the main house tonight?" He questioned. "Sure." With that, i took my jacket which was sitting on the table and left the room. I made my way to the parking lot and got into my car. I knew i had to tell him now or the unknown person who sent me that message will and i do not want that to happen. He has to hear it from me.

~

Bursting the door of my house open, i rushed to the living room where Irina along with my dad was sitting with an all too familiar face. Jackson.

"Jade, you're here." My dad acknowledged my presence, offering me a heart warming smile.

He won't be smiling like that once you tell him the truth. My subconscious reminded me. Mentally rolling my eyes, i returned the smile and sat next to my father, facing Jackson and Irina.

"Jackson. It's been long." I said, faking my smile and tried to hide the disgust in my tone. He grinned, showing me his yellow teeth to which i internally cringed. "Jade Carrington. A pleasure as always."

"Wish i could say the same." I muttered under my breath. What are the odds that he is the one who sent me that text? Im willing to bet my life on that.

"I just dropped by to say hello. I heard you came back." He started talking as i played with my hands as a sign of nervousness, hoping that he doesn't mention anything about my brother but then again, im not that lucky. "Where's that brother of yours?"

"Not here obviously." I replied, sarcasm dripping off my tone and let me tell you, he was not slightly amused by this. An evil smirk appeared on his face, "Are you hiding something?"

"Blake is in France." My dad replied, "What can she possibly be hiding?"

"Oh I don't know? Probably the death of your son?" His grin became even wider, leaving me in utter silence.

There goes the plan of telling him yourself...