Accidental Ruination

14: Weak.

Chapter 14: Weak.

STACEY.

         "Yes baby, Mommy loves you baby,Bye baby, " I said, cutting the thirty minutes call we had been on, I couldn't be more happy with myself for the solution I brought to the problem I created,or just couldn't avoid.

Since I rarely had time for my daughter, I made one myself, thirty minutes of my lunchtime has been dedicated to this reasoning. Though I had become more busier than ever, with my business going down the drain and me unable to stop it from doing so.

I had tried contacting Mr Aman Dyletto, in hopes that he would grant me and audience and we would talk it out. Though I was well aware that it was an impossibility.

A selfish though that even me myself chided my inner self for thinking and acting on such.

Besides, I was only able to avoid an hyperventilation the last time we met because my adrenaline kicked in, I needed no soothsayer to know that I wouldn't be able to handle it if we met again.

The many times I had hyperventilated at his sight proved my point.

I rested my head on the table, unable to keep my eyes open as the bags under my eyes were huger than mount everest itself.

"Mrs Normans! Mrs Normans!!," My panicked Personal assistant whose name never stayed in my head woke me from my deep slumber.

God, I was exhausted. Consequence of pulling and all nighter after three sleepless nights.

" Yes?" I groaned, lifting myself up my office table.

" We have a situation, there are some men here demanding your presence," she informed.

" Oh...," I yawned, making sure to cover my mouth, wouldn't want my PA gossiping about my stinky mouth later.

" Um... Where are they?,"

" At the meeting room,"

" Oh, okay, I will be right there, I just have to...," I rummaged through the piles of paper surrounding my messy table for my phone, once I found it, I stood up and brushed down the edge of my scarlet Suit.

Why did I bother wearing a suit, it made me feel cranky as well as it made me feel bossy.

I shook my head to shake away unnecessary thoughts, knowing I needed myself composed for what I was about to face, cause the look on my PA's face wasn't the most pleasant one .

No useful thought crossed my mind as I made my way to the meeting room, uncertain and most certainly panicked.

Just what type of human being was I?.

I walked into the meeting room where two men were seated, dressed in black suits. I sighed inwardly as I was aware that men in black suits meant either trouble or bliss.

Well, I was about to find out.

" Good day gentlemen, what brings you to my humble company? " I cringed inwardly at my own voice, when did I begin sounding like emotionless machines in science fiction movies.

The men exchanged glances, their face emotionless, " you are Mrs Normans!" The one on the left side stated.

" Yes, that I am," I adjusted my suit, sat on the leather chair, crossed my legs and intertwined my hands. Standing gave me the feeling of being interogated and these men's gaze gave me no less impression.

I had take away the intimidation or at least pretend to.

" The company that sold this land to you have been bankrupt and apprehended by the law for violating certain rules, including the ownership of this land as they had confiscated it through an illegal source,"