My Possessive Billionaire

Chapter 25: Meeting Again

Chapter 25: Meeting Again

Andrew's POV:

I got up at nine in the morning, and called Roger.

"Morning Roger, I need you to do something for me." I said going to my closet.

"Yes sir?" I heard his voice say groggily.

"I need you to send some flowers to my dad's branch, to my secretary named Angela Bradshaw. All I want you to put in the note is 'Do not forget about me Angel. With love, Andrew Blackwell'. Got it?" I said not wanting to repeat myself.

"Yes sir" I heard him reply.

"Alright, make sure to not interrupt me while I am with my father unless it is an emergency." I said before I hung up.

"Yes sir", the moment I heard his reply I hung up the phone.

I got ready in some jeans, a shirt, and a leather jacket. After that I went down to the kitchen and got some breakfast while looking at some reports. I notice that my father's branch is not earning a lot of profit as before, I wonder why? I was about to call Max to know the reason why, when I heard my cellphone ring. Why would Roger be calling?

"What happened Roger?" I answered the call.

"Sir, there was a problem with sending the flowers to Ms. Angela Bradshaw." He said in a nervous manner.

"What kind of problem Roger?" I asked starting to get irritated.

"S-Sir, she doesn't work there a-any m-m-more." He said stuttering.

"WHAT!! What do you mean she doesn't work there anymore?! Who fired her?!" I said taking out my anger on him.

"Your father sir." He said in a low voice.

Without replying anything, I just hung up the phone.

I CAN'T BELIEVE MY DAD WOULD DO THAT TO ME?! HE KNEW SHE IS THE ONLY CHANCE TO HAPPINESS AND HE RUINED IT FOR ME!

He's going to hear me, when I pick him up from the airport. I am going to make sure that he regrets what he just did to her.

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Angela's POV:

I have been in the airplane for three hours already, and I do not like it. I have been feeling claustrophobic for the last hour, but the only thing that is keeping me alive is that I am going to see an old friend, Andrew. I started to fidget around and started to tap on my legs. I wasn't going to take sleeping pills, when I am flying alone, and I tried to listen to music as well, but it just made me more anxious about seeing him. I was looking out the window, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to my right and saw an old man looking straight at me, "Yes sir?"

"I am sorry to bother you, but I noticed that you have had a bit of anxiety throughout this entire plane ride. I was wondering if a butterscotch candy would make you feel better, I should have one in my satchel." He said looking through his satchel.

I smiled warmly at the old man and nodded; I may come from a rich family but that doesn't mean that airplane flights come easy for me. I still get nauseous every time I fly on a plane, and sleeping pills almost always do the trick.

"Yes, please sir, I think the sweetness will make me feel better." I said in a soft tone.

"Don't call me sir, honey. My name is Samuel, but you everyone calls me Sam. Here you go sweetie." He said handing me the butterscotch candy.

"Thank you Mr. Sam" I said putting the candy in my mouth.

"Oh sweetie you don't need to thank me, I understand some of these flights can be a bit stressful. My daughter, Amelia, would have many anxiety attacks when we would fly to New Hampshire for her birthday every year. But this year is my first year flying without her, after she lost her fight with lung cancer." He said holding on closely to the necklace around his neck.

"Oh I am sorry for your loss Mr. Sam" I said sympathetically.

"Don't be Angela, it's not your fault that she died." He said while giving me a small smile.

"Attention passengers, we have just arrived to your destination of New Hampshire. Thank you for flying with our airline, and please have a safe trip." We heard the captain say through the intercom.

"Well that is our call to leave to our destinations." Mr. Sam said to me.

I nodded and started to get up to get my small bag from the top cabinet. Mr. Sam got up as well and extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you sweetie, hopefully we'll cross each other again someday." He said.

"Hopefully we will." I said shaking his hand.

With that said we walked out off the plane towards the airport. I walked through the door and into the airport and I felt my heart skip a beat just like it did before he left. It's probably the nerves talking, but I can't wait to see him again after so long. I looked into my phone and saw that it is 12:30, and saw a text from Mr. Daniel Blackwell. The text read," Remember that you are there to see who the real Andrew is, also send him my greetings."

I looked around until I spotted him, and since his back was facing me I tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Nice to see you again Andrew."

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Andrew's POV:

I have been in the airport for half an hour already and I've been trying to find my dad. I looked at my phone and saw that it was 12:30 and saw a missed call from my dad. I called my dad back and he answered, "Yes son?"

"Dad, where are you?" I said getting annoyed with the amount of people near me.

"I am at my house here in California." He said in a calm manner.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE IN CALIFORNIA!!!!" I yelled at him in the top of my lungs.

"Calm down Andrew, I sent someone else in my representation." He said in a mischievous manner.

"Who did you send?!" I said getting angrier by the second.

The moment I said that I felt someone tap me on my shoulder and say the sweetest words that I have heard in a long time.

"Nice to see you again Andrew." Angel said. The moment I heard her voice, my heart skipped a beat.

I turned around and saw her beautiful face, and I hung up the call on my dad. I missed her gorgeous face, and my heart is still skipping a beat. Oh heart why do you do that every time she is near?

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Author's Note:

Hi everyone! I hope everyone is safe and healthy. Don't murder me y'all, but I felt like I needed to end it here. Don't worry though I already have another chapter cooking. Apart from that what ship names do you have for Andrew and Angela?

With love,

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