I rushed into my office to understand the situation. When I noticed Keerthi standing outside instead of following me, I understood the result of my words. "Keerthi please forgive me. I said that in anger. You know I really don't mean it. You are one of the most talented in this office but.. okay I know what I said was wrong. Please forgive me okay? I am really sorry" I said pulling her into a tight hug.
"No mam, it is actually my fault. I should have backed up the presentation. You don't have to apologize mam. I know my small mistake will cause a lot of lose for the company. This was one of the biggest project of ours but now..." she started to tear up.
"Hey..heyy.. Cool down okay? Let me try to negotiate with the client first. Then let's see what happens. You don't have to cry for this. Relax and send me the details of the client in more detail like what he likes and what he dislikes okay. Try to make it fast." I consoled her before returning back to my office.
Keerthi is one of my best friend. Although I treat her really well, she has never crossed her limit and showed her utmost dedication in her work. She had never taken me for granted. That is one the main reason I love her. She always understand me and give the most accurate suggestion when I needed it. She will never cross her line. She was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to. I felt stupid for taking out my exhaustion on her. Just 10 minutes later, Keerthi came in with a file.
"Mam, the details about the client is in this file. And I asked PR department to contact the client to inform about the meeting and he agreed. He agreed to meet you at 8pm tonight." She said in her professional tone.
"Sure, I'll take a moment to study this file okay?" and she left without saying anything. I opened the file, "Name.. Mr.Arjun Anand. Age...28? Interesting. Another young businessman. Hmmm... Likes:Reading books, Driving, Seafood..." the last word struck my mind and I smiled.
Although I was used to follow my father during negotiations, this is my first time going in a while. Because Keerthi never gave me the chance to. She would always be perfect at her presentation without any need for me to ask a second chance to the clients. But now.. I guess I should not blame her for one simple mistake when she have done so much for this company.
I got ready to leave the company to meet the so-called client when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to find Keerthi standing, looking nervous, "Mam, I am sorry that you had to do this. It is all because of me. I am really..." I cut her off before she could continue.
"Listen Keerthi, its okay. You have done a lot for me and this company making my work a lot more easier before this and I should not blame you for this okay? Just relax." I said to make her feel better even though I know it didn't work.
It was motto running this company. As a CEO, I don't like pushing blame on others. Because, in the end, I was not there when this happened and it is my fault.
She was just as nervous as before. I was determined to get this project just so that Keerthi feels less guilty.
With that I got onto my car and went to my house to get freshen up. It was still 7pm so I got time. I took my bath and wear a knee-length black dress which perfectly showed my curves even without showing much of my skin. It was my type of dress.
I tied my hair in a bun and drove myself to the restaurant. I didn't want to give my driver an overtime so I asked him to leave. It was 7.30pm when I left my home which is considered pretty early.
But looks like god was not on my side as there was an accident in the middle of the road. I got delayed because many people were busy seeing what had happened that the cars stood still. As I already know that I am going to be late, I called the restaurant to order the dishes I had planned as a backup.
When I had arrived at the restaurant, it was 8.30pm. Shit!!! I am screwed. I went straight to the private room and knock on the door. As there was no response, I opened the door to see a tall figure standing by the ceiling-to-floor window looking at the busy city with a wine glass in his hand. As the private room was on the top floor, the view was pretty amazing.
I coughed lightly to remind him that I was here. He turned his head to look at me. When I saw his face, I was a little speechless and he was looking damn handsome. A perfect face with a fit body with the perfect height. His jawline, anyone would kill to have a sharp jawline as him. For a moment I thought he was a character from a novel because I didn't think anyone would be this perfect in real life. He was wearing a blue suit, looking like a Greek god.
As I was shamelessly admiring him, it was his time to cough lightly to bring me back to present. "Mr.Arjun, Urmm sorry I was late" I managed to say to hide my embarrassment.
"Oh Ms.Anjali, The youngest female entrepreneur who is very successful in running the business. I wonder how you manage to be this successful despite being so late for a meeting. I mean this is not what a professional do." He said ignoring my apology.
"I would like to apologize Mr.Arjun. Let me explain the reason I was late. Actually on my way here..." Before I could continue, he cut me off in the middle saying "Oh come on,Ms.Anjali. We both are very busy people. Let's not waste time talking about that. I do not have all day here," when he said that, all my thoughts about him being so handsome flew through the window. Having good looks, without manners is a waste.
I wonder why would God give him perfect look, I mean why him? I sighed and decided to go with it. After all, I am the one in need to suck up to him in order to get the deal.
Just for Keerthi and the company, I kept repeating in my mind.
Here goes nothing.
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Roman d'amourEDITING!!!! Arjun is a young businessman who probably forgot how to laugh. He is cold to everyone except Anjali, the love of his life. Anjali, is the youngest female entrepreneur who lives in with a haunted past. She thinks she lost all her rights t...