Larry’s House,
Hilda frowned upon Ava’s return, she furrowed her brows deeply that it could kill a fly.
“What happened to your face, why is it so red and swollen?” Hilda asked, pulling Ava to sit with her.
Ava remained silent, tears welling up in her eyes. Anger, hatred and jealousy filled in her chest.
“Ava dear, mom is asking you, who did this to you? Who did this to my daughter?” Hilda said, impatience written on her face.
“Who else? It’s that slut! It’s Olivia!” Ava cried.
“Olivia? that brat! How dare she do this to you? What happened?”
“Mom, I went to Crystal Mall to get that bracelet I was telling you about, I didn’t know Olivia was there and also wanted the same bracelet. I took it before she could take it and she wanted me to give it back, when I said no, she slapped me and started beating me.”
“What hurts me most is that Morgan Klein helped her, he took the bracelet from me and gave it to her. Mom, how could Olivia get the backing of the top richest man in the city? He even allowed her to slap and beat me up!” Ava sobbed more as she thought about it.
“What? that vixen! like a mother like a daughter. How dare she beat you because of a bracelet?”
“Mom, if she’s being backed up by the young master, she’ll be above us. Dad might even think of bringing them back and sending us away. I don’t want that to happen..” she welled, palming her face.
Nervousness seemed to flash past Hilda’s eyes after what Ava said, she blinked, shaking her head.
“It can’t be dear, what if you’re thinking too much, it might be sheer luck. Maybe she seduced him, she’s just like her mother, seducing men with their looks. Think of it this way, if she’s with the young master, then the news would have spread by now, the young is a big shot and wouldn’t even look at someone like Olivia. She’s poor and looks unkempt.” Hilda said, trying to convince Ava or rather herself.
Ava seemed to think for a while and nodded. “You’re right mom, she’s just trying to seduce him. Her clothes were so revealing and exposing her thighs, maybe she’s hooked up with an older man, because her clothes were quite expensive. Selfish slut, she also wants to hook up with the young master because he’s young and rich.”
“Don’t worry dear, we’ll teach her a lesson even before she could get closer to the young master. I think it’s time to visit slut she calls her mother.” She smirked, brewing evil in her mind.
“I trust you mom. I want the young master for myself, if I can’t have him then Olivia won’t.” She said, clenching her fists.
“That’s my baby girl, let’s go treat your face, before that witch of a girl disfigures it.”
Ava nodded and followed her mother.
Xavier was seated on a chair, while it swirled him around, a glass of wine held in his hand. Anger and worry etched on his handsome face, as it was stuck on the paper he was holding.
He paused when he heard Franco’s footsteps walk into his office. “Come in.” His deep, smooth voice ushered him in, even before he could knock.
“Sir, these are the files. Mr. Marco, said you should go through it and give him feedback.” Franco said, handing the files to him.
Xavier took the files and placed them on the desk. “Alright, I’ll go through it. Hope you told him not to disclose this business with anyone, especially to Morgan?”
“Yes sir.”
“Good then, nobody else should know, not until the time is ripe. You can go.” He said, motioning his hands.
Franco nodded and left.
Xavier gulped down the remaining wine and, and focused on the files which Franco just brought to him. Just as he was about to open the first page, his phone started ringing.
He glanced at the screen and frowned, before swiping to pick it up.
“Hello Boss, Mr. Morgan is here, his car just drove into the parking lot.” Franco’s panicked voice, informed Xavier.
“Alright, inform the others to quickly get the fake documents ready and no messing up this time.”
“Got that Boss.”
After the call was hung up, Xavier quickly removed the files Franco brought to him, replacing it with another file.
He couldn’t afford to lose a contract to Morgan, not again. Finalizing a contract with Marco’s company was like winning a jackpot. Even Gilbert, Morgan’s father couldn’t get to cooperate with them, once he gets to know that Xavier secured a contract with them, he’d be happy and might leave the company in his hands, since Morgan was still reluctant to get a wife. He smiled, hoping his plans would go as he had planned.
Morgan walked into the building, hurriedly followed by Nicholas, who joined him in the elevator.
The whole workers were nervous and tense, bowing and avoiding Morgan’s piercing gaze, it was like their breath was taken away from them.
It was the third time Morgan was visiting the company, after so many years. Even though he was out of the country, his place in Klein’s Fashion world was not to be bragged about, only if Xavier could see how he’s being respected and learn from them.
Once Morgan was out of the elevator, his gaze stopped at the door, on the far end, Xavier’s office, a knowing smile escaped his lips.
“You can go ahead, it wouldn’t hurt to drop a hello to my step brother.” He smirked.
Nicholas nodded and went into the office. Morgan strode towards Xavier’s office, stopping right in front of the door.
He kicked the door open, without knocking, slightly startling Xavier.
“Who the hell is that?” Xavier growled in anger, swirling his head to see Morgan grinning at him.
“Oops I guess that was too loud. Did I disturb your hard work of becoming the CEO?” Morgan asked, his voice laced with mockery as he narrowed his gaze on Xavier.
Xavier frowned angrily “What are you doing here?”
“Checking on you of course, hold on…did you think I was dead?”
“What are you talking about?” Xavier questioned, his eyes flashed with panic, which vanished quickly.
“I don’t know, you just don’t seem happy to see me. Are you angry?”
“Morgan, cut to the chase. What do you want, if nothing, then leave my office. I don’t have the time to entertain you.”
“Tsk, this is not the manner to talk to your CEO, but I’d let it slide since you’re my step-brother. Next time I won’t let it go.”
“Go fuck yourself!”
“Do you mean your wife? No way I’d get to fuck her, I mean she’s been used. I can’t make use of used stuff, sorry.”
Morgan’s teasing face turned cold suddenly, clouding with his dangerously piercing gaze.
“Let’s cut to the chase. Have this in mind, I don’t let those who go against me walk freely and go Scot free. Good luck with trying to bring me down.” he smirked and with that, he turned and left Xavier’s office.