CHAPTER SIX

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How is this even possible? Why is he here?

Roman Montgomery. Roman-freaking-Montgomery, staring right back at me. It's been almost ten years since Roman had walked out of my life.
I don't know how to react to this torrid revelation, but i know how to feel about it, that's for sure. Memories of the day I confessed my feelings to Roman and it's aftermath floods my head. Then that verboten morning before Roman left home. The day he left everyone and everything he had behind.

The day he left me.

Oh shit!

Then I remember how much and why I hate  him.

My hands balls into a hard fist. My jaw clenches violently as I gnash my teeth together unhealthily, but its the risk I'll take to avoid bashing his stupid face on this expensive dinner table.

My heart beats rapidly almost as if I just ran a marathon.

Why? Why now? Why me?  Why is he even here?
Wait! who is he to Abigail? Is he the infamous partner? What does that even mean again? He's moving to L.A now? Or he's been living here all this while hoping we never bump into each other.

Oh, the bastard!

I give him my best death stare and I really hope he can see hell through my eyes.

"You two know each other?" Clueless Abigail asks.

"No!"

"Yes!"

We answer together. I can literally feel myself quivering with anger.

"No?" He asks, raising a brow.

"Well, which is it?" Abigail asks again.

"I don't know him and we are wasting time. Here are the details of the property. Everything you need know is in this folder."

I drop the folder on the table loudly. Ignoring the speechless Roman Montgomery, looking appalled at my behaviour.

It's so funny. What did he expect? That I'd set up a tea party for us to catch up on lost time? Idiot!

"Umm.. Excuse me?" Abigail says.

"No no no... you'll excuse me." I snap. "Firstly, this was not the appointed time for the meeting secondly, I wasn't even informed of this whole 'Partner rearrangement' crap." I air quote.

I've had enough of this. I get up, pushing back my seat noisily on purpose.

"And lastly, I'd flip you the bird.." I point at Roman making him squint his eyes a bit.

"But I suppose that won't be best for business, considering the fact that I'll be meeting with you and your partner again on Thursday for the final handing over of the property keys. So, I guess I'll save it for later then."

I pick up my bag and walk away.

"How dare you? Where are you going to? If you leave now without doing meeting with us, I'll report you to your supervisor and the whole of Chhrea." Abigail yells behind me.

Hmm...

I turn around and head back to the table.

"Guess I'll be needing this then."

I grab her glass of wine and right in her shocked face, I gulp every last drop of her wine with one throw of my head back.

Abigail eyes are almost out of her sockets.

Ha!

I slam the cup on the table.

"That's the stuff."

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