Cloud Nine

Chapter 2

Adianna pov

"What?!" I stood here with my eyes wide open like my father grow a second head, I wish what my father says is a lie, or I hope I misheard what my father say, or even better I hope I'm dreaming and doesn't need to face all of this but I think he's not lying, I'm not misheard and I'm not dreaming, and there he is, reading news paper and drinking coffee at the same time like what he said just now was nothing to worry about.

"Dad, you can't be serious" I said still can't believe what he said. He just sit there and look at me with 'do-you-think-im-kidding' look. I make my way to the package and open it slowly, not wanting it to be broken. Finally, it open and when I peek what's inside.

Damn!

That's exactly the same paint from last night, I don't know what to say. I mean why he give me this painting? If he didn't want it he can just give it to me without bargain with me at the auction. But I think he want it so badly as much as I am, 'He is weird' that's the only thing came out in my mind. After look at the painting I realize there's note on it.

Enjoy your 'Preview' have a nice day.

X

Who is this? Why he knows where I live? And who is X? Maybe its like a math when you have to search the X? Or else X maybe kiss? But it kind of creepy, why he know where I live? He just know me from last night, he don't even know my name, neither do I. I just stand there with my hands hold the note from him. What should I do know? Give him a thank you note? I don't think so.

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"Can you pick it up for me?" I ask the cab driver and fortunately he nodded.

Here I am on the building with X&A written on it, it's a huge building covered with glasses, this building looked so modern, everybody looked so busy with their own world, everybody looked neat from their head to toe, fortunately I wear something polite. I go to the receptionist with the cab driver following behind me with the painting in his hand.

"Excuse me" I said to catch the receptionist attention, she look at me from head to toe like she was searching something from me, but maybe she look at me like that because she never saw me before so she's a little bit confused. But when I see her more intently her gaze tells a different story, she look at me like I was her enemy.

"Can I meet, umm... Who owns this building" And with that her gaze more cynical, I sound stupid and she is looking at me with his piercing gaze. Why I don't ask my dad about his name? Sometimes I dumb and didn't realize it.

"You mean Mr. Edwards?" I furrowed my eyebrows and thinking for a while, is him Mr. Edwards? Ah! Right! When he got that painting the host said Mr. Edwards, no wonder the host know him, he is famous. I nodded and she still look at me with that uncomfortable gaze.

"Did you already make an appointment with him?" She ask while raising one of her eyebrows and showing a gaze like I was disgusting, I don't like to judge people but I think she doesn't show any respect. I shook my head and she rolled her eyes and sighed, look what I just told you, she doesn't very polite. And again, how can I make an appointment with him? I don't even know his name before this.

She grab the phone on her desk and star calling someone, she was talking on the phone with someone and look at me.

"What's your name?" "Adrianna Grace" with that she comeback to talk to someone on the phone. I just wait there patiently while look at my surroundings, the cab driver just stand there while holding the painting and look around. Poor guy, he's look like in his early forties, he has some freckle on his cheeks, some thick moustache, and don't forget about his thick beard. I wonder how long he manage to keep that long.