Being Her [On-going]

CHAPTER 68

Third Person’s POV

Night came and thousand stars filled the sky. The cold wind blows from the north, sending chills to everyone.

Inside a grand conference room equipped with high-quality technology gadgets located in the massive headquarter building for the leaders of Laurania’s sectors seated they, themselves. Confined at the head of the table was the Young Lord of Whitlock, seated at his right side was Young Master Lienver, on his left is his secretary, Clark.

Opposite him was the Young Master of Hawthorne with a taunting smirk tugged on the corner of his lips. As everyone is immersed in tackling various topics and concerns regarding matters that affects the whole country and their own benefit. A loud phone vibration cut off one of the leaders’ words.

Secretary Clark secretly pursed his lips, knowing he had made a mistake now. He forgot to turn off the Young Lord’s phones before the meeting started. He put up a small apologetic smile, gazed at his boss for a second before excusing himself to take the upcoming call. Pinayagan naman siya ni Leander, kaagad nagpunta sa balkonahe si Clark at pinagpatuloy ng iba ang diskusyon.

“Young Master” Secretary Clark greeted as he raised the phone to his ears. “Clark! Heaven had heard my prayers!” Asher screamed yet immediately went silent and added with a hushed tone. “Clark, listen to me now. Inform my brother, I need his help. No-we need his h-e—el—elp—p-p.” Clark’s brows furrowed as the Young Master’s voice started to quiet down, signal fading.

The call automatically went off while Asher cursed loudly, attracting attentions in their location. Ravenese hissed as she restrained herself from hitting Asher’s recklessness. “We need to leave. Let’s change our hiding place. We need to better find a place where we can catch signal to call them again.” Daniel suggested as he looked around while they are quietly squatting down, hiding after infiltrating the enemy’s territory in hopes of catching a signal to call back-up or rescues.

Nagsitanguan ang tatlo saka mabilis na umalis sa pinagtataguan nila. Delikado man ay mas lumapit pa sila sa kampo ng mga terorista. Nang makasagap muli ng signal ay agad idi-nial muli ni Asher ang numero ng kapatid. Tumunog ng ilang beses ang telepono pero walang sumasagot. While the three waited for the other side to take the call, they suddenly heard footsteps coming near them. Naalerto ang tatlo.

On the other side, the meeting halted as the continuous ringing of phone reverberated through the whole room. No one dared to make a noise as the Young Lord’s aura is getting darker and darker, same to the Young Master of Hawthorne. Out of helplessness, Secretary Clark took the phone and accepted the call.

“Young Master, please refrain from calling the Young Lord at this moment. The sector leaders are currently in the middle of meeting right now. I’ll turn the phone off now.” Clark said in a polite way before ending the call. Ravenese squinted her eyes dangerously. Feeling her blood boiling in irritation. Napalunok naman ang dalawa niyang kasama dahil sa biglang pagbabago ng ekspresyon ng dalaga.

“Give me that phone, Asher. I’ll talk to them. Right now, I want the two of you to take down some of the terrorists coming in here. Split up now, I can manage myself. Now, go!” Ravenese instructed in a stern tone, making the two obey her despite their concern for the lady. Bago umalis ang dalawa ay ibinigay ni Asher ang hawak na handgun kay Ravenese na hindi naman na tinanggihan ng dalaga dahil kakailanganin din naman niya ng proteksyon. Hindi din naman kasi niya pwedeng gamitin ang mga dala niyang secret weapons dahil baka mabuking pa siya.

Nang makaalis na ang dalawa ay muling tinawagan ni Ravenese ang numero ng dating asawa.

Akma namang papatayin na ng sekretarya ang telepono subalit hindi pa niya nagagawa ay bigla na naman itong tumunog at ang parehong numero ang lumabas sa screen. Secretary Clark took a deep breath, planning to ignore the call and was about to continue turning it off but he accidentally pressed the wrong button and ends up accepting the call. Making him poker his face.