Shop or flop? Love or drop?

Chapter 2

As I've read my mom's text, I fell into deep thinking. Who the hell is this Jaxon Montreal? Where would I start finding him?

I quickly searched for that Montreal guy. And guess what? I can't find a single picture of him. But there are LOTS of article about him for being a tycoon and an heir to whatever it is.

I texted my friends.

To: Annika, Chandré, Maddison

Do you know Jaxon Hunter Montreal?

Annika: Nope. Who's that?

Great! Would I ask if I've known him in the first place? God, Annika!

Maddison: Nahh. Why?

Chandré: No. Why babe?

Before you think of anything, Chandré is my guy bestfriend. He's born fckboy and he calls US babe. So it's not just me. He even calls Annika and Maddison babe.

But, gosh?! Where would I find that guy? I changed my clothes into a white ripped short shorts and my black deep neck sleeveless top that perfectly shows some parts of my bikini. For the shoes, I settled on my strap sandals.

I plan on walking and see the view of this resort hotel. I heard this is the most luxurious hotel in Bataan. So, I'll tour here for the mean time while I wait for my mom's further instructions.

I've decided to go to the reception area to ask if they know the Montreal guy.

"Miss, do you know Jaxon Montreal?" I asked the receptionist.

Upon hearing the guy's name, nagiba ang itsura ng receptionist. She eyed from head to foot. What the heck?

"Yes. Why? Do you need anything?" The receptionist asked.

"Uh, yes. Where would I find him?"

"Sorry, you'd have to book for an appointment to meet him." She said with a smirk.

"Right, tell him Yvaine Lumiére Boitíz is here to meet him." I said that made her look constipated. So you know me, huh?

"Ah! Yes ma'am, I'll guide you to his office." She offered.

"No thanks, just tell me where I'll find him." Nakakainis itong receptionist na ito ha, this is the type of people that I hate. The ones who'll judge you immediately but once they learned who you are and what you're capable of, they'll immediately be nice and respect you.

I entered the elevator and pushed the 27th floor button. After some minutes, the elevator door opened. And, damn!! This floor only has one office? And I assume this is HIS office.

The secretary walked to me and kindly asked for my name. After I've said my name, she said something to the intercom.

"Miss, you can go in." She told me with a wide smile.

Bakit parang kinakabahan ako? Is this because I don't know what I would do and what I would say? Feeling ko matandang lalaki na yung Montreal na yun. I can picture him sitting on his swivel chair, with his bald hair and big tummy. Natawa ako bigla sa naisip ko. But I quickly composed myself before I knock on the big door.

As I've entered the room, I was in awe. The interior of the office was undeniably great. It has an aura or mixed authority, calmness, and gentleness? With its black and white interiors, and a touch of green for the indoor plants. It was wow.

"Done checking my office?" A voice said.

Pagkatingin ko sa kanya... hindi ko alam anong sasabihin ko. Who's this handsome man? His built... his eyes.. his nose... his luscious lips...

"Are you done checking me out, wife?" He said. I think there's something different with what he said. Are-you-done-checking-me-out...... WIFE?!

WIFE?! WHAT!