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Chapter 3

Serkan tried to understand everything Eda told him, this Semiha hanim was the one that tarnished his reputation and led him to lose so many projects. And she happened to be Eda's grandmorther, who was after him because Alptekin was responsible for the death of her parents.

That was probably the reason his parents had parted ways, his Anne had only mentionned Alptekin cheating on her, and from how she spoke of his father, she didn't seem much fond of the man. Great.

And now evil grandmother was gone, and Eda owned the shares. Serkan's head hurt a little. Why would Eda want to be with him if he was responsible of her parents' death. Why did his mother appreicate her so much, knowing her background. Nothing made sense but at least Eda finished updating him on most of the projects and holding related business.

"Eda. It's time for your meeting with Korkmaz bey, he's waiting on his way to the restaurant, I sent you the address. I am so sorry... with all the commotion and Serkan bey coming back, I should have called to cancel, but the morning went so fast and I didn't have time because you were upset, you're proabably still upset, I am so sorry, I can still call to cancel if you want." Leyla blabbed nervously in concern entering the conference room and Serkan stared at her.

Leyla hadn't changed one bit. He was so fond of her, and seeing her well acquainted with Eda reassured him. Leyla working with her and not being scared, but rather trusting her was a good sign. Whatever her personnal relationship with him was, Eda at least seemed respectful to his employees and seemed to have managed Art Life from crumbling in his absence.

"It's ok Leyla, I can go. The presentation is ready and the restaurant isn't too far. This is an important project, I'll go. Tell the chauffeur to get my car." Eda calmed her down.

"Tamam Eda." Leyla retreated and Serkan looked at Eda with a raised eyebrow as she closed her laptop and gatheredd files.

"Ne?" She asked, she would love to spend all day in his arms, she had missed him so much, but he didn't remember her and she had a company to run, she was doing it for him.

"We have a problem, how will you go to the meeting, if you're stuck with this ?" He raised their cuffed hands and Eda closed her eyes, she had completely forgotten.

"I forgot, gercekten..." She sighed and he shook his head, a his other hand making as obvious sign as he smuggly looked at her and Eda rolled her eyes, he was so arrogant and smug. The damn robot hadn't changed one bit.

"They don't have keys, you'll have to come to the meeting too, I briefed you about the project anyway, hadi, I'll talk, you listen." She rose, making him rise too.

Serkan looked at her perplexed as she made the hasty desision. "How will we go to a restaurant like this ? Sacmalama, we'll embarass ourselves infront of the client, what are you thinking ?" He went on as she practically dragged him out of Art Life.

"We've aleady done this, you just need to stay quiet and listen to me Serkan." She assured in a bossy tone he didn't like one bit.

"We have already gone to clients meetings handcuffed?" he asked in shock, stopping along the way and she stopped too, turning to him and he had to back a step as she almost bumped into him, her flowery scent invading him.

"Evet. Could you stop asking questions and move along, we are getting late." She seemed to say frustrated. Her patience was wearing thin.

"Çok sacma, gercekten, çok sacma. I don't know how you have managed not to scare away all my clients or how did I even end up with you." Serkan pested as they waited for the car and Eda stared at him, frowning at his last words, trying for her eyes not to show the hurt she felt.