UBS #1: NIGHT CHANGES (DISCONTINUED)

19 - Creepy Family

ELLENA SCARLET

I got off the car and waited for Enzo be my side. I lowered my glasses a little, eyeing the tall building before me. "Shall me, Ms. Model?" He offered his right arm.

"We shall, Mr. Lawyer." I giggled before accepting the offer. We were about to walked to the front before a tall wavy brunette blocked our way. "Mr. Ross and Ms. Scarlet, I'm Lina Alvarez, Mr. Thompson's PA. Mr. and Ms. Thompson are waiting for you at Mr. Thompson's office. This way, please." We followed Alvarez to the elevator, when the elevator opened and employees saw Alvarez, they immediately exited and we entered. When our elevator stops in a floor, Alvarez would glare at them causing them to halt and wither away.

We reach our destination and walked around the floor. Alvarez knocked twice, "Mr. and Ms. Thompson."

"Come in." A rough voice said, probably Camilla's. Alvarez opened and widen the door, letting us enter before her.

A sweet looking man, probably in his late grumpy, sat behind the brown table in a black leather chair, drinking alcohol. While, Camilla, who was wearing a over-sized grey sweater and black jeans with white Adidas, was leaning at the right side of the table, smoking. She looked at us with a sickening grin.

"Michael Thompson. Nice to finally meet you, Ms. Scarlet." He introduced himself and offered a hand that I accepted. He grinned at me in a sadistic way. He stared at me with lust in his eyes as he slowly rubbing his thumb at my hand and lowering his eyes to my lips, neck, and probably to my chest as well.

Like father like daughter. Gosh...f*cking creepy.

Enzo softly pushed me back and offered his hand. "Lorenzo Ross. Lawyer and cousin of Ellena." He creepy grin turned into a frown in a matter of seconds. "Of course, it's also nice to finally meet you too, Mr. Ross." There was a moment of silence before Camilla greeted us.

"Lorenzo and Ellena, good to see you again. See this? You left a mark to my face! Now people will laugh at me! And look, I have to wear a sweater and jeans to cover the rest of the marks. If these marks leaves scars, I'll f*cking sue you." She yelled, pointing at angry nail marks on her forehead.

"Then, go grow a bangs or something. Isn't that what teenagers do these days?" I sarcastically suggested.

"Even though, I look like a teenager because of my beautiful face, I hate having bangs." I looked at her, deadpanned.

"You don't look like a teenager, you act like a teenager. A stupid horny whore. That's what you are." I smirked at her furious look. I felt someone pinch my lower back, I looked at the suspect and saw it was Enzo, who was giving me a warning look and frown while slowly shaking his head.

"Now, now, everyone. Just relax. How about we all seat down and wait patiently for -..." A knock interrupted him. "What is it?!" Michael boomed.

"It's your other guest, Mr. Thompson." Michael looked shock and started to pretend like a normal sweet old man. "Come in." He plastered a smile that can fool people he's not as psycho as his daughter.

"You've gotta be sh*tting me." I defeatedly mumbled but also happy to see him again. He looked and smiled at me. I looked away, trying my hardest to hide my crimson face. What the hell is he doing here?! Did Camilla dragged him into this?!

"Life really loves to f*ck with you, no?" Enzo whispered back. I glared at him before replying, "And I'm starting to get tired with it."

"Mr. Dallas, now that you're here. Shall we begin?" Michael suggested, softly pushing Camilla away and ushering her to sit next Marco, who was sitting in front of me.

"Mr. Thompson, I called you all here to make things clear before anyone sue another one. Are we clear?" Michael said, giving the others a look while he gave me a f*cking grin.