Aoom sat in her office, contemplating the recent events that had unfolded. After receiving a threat a few days ago, she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Determined to get to the bottom of it, she decided to reach out to Engfa, hoping for some clarity.
Engfa, surprised by Aoom's sudden visit, welcomed her into her apartment. As they settled in the living room, Aoom couldn't help but notice a familiar-looking box placed on the coffee table. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized it was identical to the one she had received in her office.
Suppressing her growing apprehension, Aoom decided to address the elephant in the room. "Engfa, where did you get that box?" she asked, her voice betraying a hint of urgency.
Engfa, taken aback by the question, hesitated for a moment before replying, "Oh, that? It's a gift from someone special to me right now."
Aoom's mind raced with possibilities, her suspicions growing stronger with each passing second. Could it be mere coincidence that Engfa had received a similar box, or was there something more sinister at play?
Attempting to maintain her composure, Aoom pressed further. "Engfa, did anyone accompany you when you received this gift? Or perhaps, did you receive any peculiar calls or messages recently?"
Engfa shook her head, her expression clouded with confusion. "No, not that I recall. Why do you ask?"
Aoom's mind raced as she tried to connect the dots. It seemed too much of a coincidence that both she and Engfa had received identical boxes shortly after mysterious threat. Could there be a connection between the two incidents?
Aoom bid goodbye to Engfa and left her apartment building, her mind swirling with questions and uncertainties. As she made her way to the parking lot, she spotted a familiar figure stepping out of a car. To her surprise, it was Charlotte, adding another layer of confusion to the already perplexing situation. Why was Charlotte at Engfa's condo building? Does she live there too? Aoom's mind raced with possibilities, but she knew she needed to gather more information before jumping to conclusions. With a determined resolve, she decided to head back to her company immediately to make sense of the situation.
Upon her return to the office, Aoom summoned Meena and Ice, both of whom were engrossed in their tasks. "Meena, Ice, I need to talk to you both," she announced, leading them into her office.
Once they were settled, Aoom wasted no time in addressing her concerns. "Meena, where does Charlotte live?" she inquired, her tone serious.
Meena, taken aback by the question, replied, "She recently moved to a condo in The Ritz."
Aoom furrowed her brow, her mind racing with possibilities. "And when did she move? Do you know why?" she pressed further.
Meena frowned, puzzled by Aoom's sudden interest in Charlotte's living arrangements. "She moved a few days after I started working here," she explained. "She mentioned wanting a change of environment. Why do you ask, Aoom?"
Aoom hesitated for a moment, her thoughts racing as she tried to make sense of the situation. "Oh, it's nothing," she replied, masking her inner turmoil. "I just happened to see her earlier."
In her mind, Aoom grappled with the unfolding events, wondering if perhaps she was overthinking everything. Maybe it was all just a series of coincidences, and her suspicions were unfounded. But despite her attempts to dismiss her concerns, a nagging feeling of unease lingered, casting a shadow over her thoughts.
That night, Meena decided to spend the night at Charlotte's place, seeking comfort and solace in her friend's company. As they settled in, Meena couldn't shake off the encounter with Aoom earlier and felt compelled to bring it up.
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Thawing the CEO's Heart
FanfictionIn the heart of Bangkok, where the city's pulse matched the rhythm of business deals, two worlds collided: Aoom, the formidable CEO of "Aoom Corporation," and Meena, a whirlwind of color and laughter.