A man ran out of the driver’s side of the car and runs to open the door for Daemon with a bow.
It turned out he was Daemon’s driver.
Daemon dropped Anne on the backseat and got into the car beside her.
She scooted to the edge of the seat and looked through the window.
“Drive”
The chauffeur skillfully maneuvered the car out of the lonely road and on to the route leading home.
Daemon chose not to return to the event, he was already done with what he had gone there for anyway.
He threw a quick glance at Anne before pulling out his phone, he sent a few text messages.
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Meanwhile, back at the event, Zeldris roamed about like an evil spirit in search of a person to torment.
He dialogued with a few men and flirted with some women but he had his mind set on a dark haired, hazel eyes woman who he was sure would definitely come to this event.
Claire scanned the hall with her eyes but she couldn’t find this Mr. Logan her boss has sent her to gather Intel on.
She was supposed to hover around him and possibly make his acquaintance.
She noticed he just finished having a conversation and she got off her chair to approach him.
She was so close to introducing him when some strange man in purple tuxedo blocked her path.
She assumed it was a mistake, so she apologized and tried walking around him but he moved to block her path again .
This time she stared up to look at him and ask him if the was a problem but as soon as she sees his violet eyes , she freezes on the spot.
What the hell was this man doing here?!!
Was he stalking her now?!!
“Long time no see.. I never got your name the last time we met” Her brows dropped to a straight line at his words.
Since when did they become friends?.
She had only bumped into him at almost every mission she was on.
Now that she thought about it better, it seems this man was stalking her.
“You…. You again?. What the hell are you doing here? . Are you stalking me now?” She pointed her index finger at him with so much fury.
He had just made her lose a golden opportunity.
“Calm down darling… I could actually help you with whatever you came for.” He said with a smirk but she knew better, it was safe not to trust anyone.
This man and this purple tuxedo was not to be trusted, it was clearly written all over him.
“Thanks…. But I’ll decline your offer.” She turns to find Mr. Logan but a grip on her wrist stops her.
She stares at her wrist and this violet eyed man had his fingers wrapped around her wrist.
She groaned with frustration.
“What do you want?”
“To help you”
“But i don’t need your help”
” You do darling.
You just don’t realize it”
She arched her brow at this man, why was he hell bent on helping her?.
Though he was right, she did need his help because Mr. Logan wasn’t someone who batting of lashes and feminine charm could sway easily.
But still, she refused to receive help from this man.
It was common knowledge thst such help often came at a price, a price she wasn’t willing to pay.
“Why do you even want to help me?”
“Do I need a reason, why can’t you just accept it?”
“Because I don’t trust you”
“Well… You shouldn’t”
“….”
What sort of insanity was this man spouting?.
Claire couldn’t think of anything to say to him, he had made her completely speechless.
“Listen… I don’t need your help ok?. Now let me go” She was tired of this violet eyed nuisance.
Zeldris smirked at her, this little human was really funny, he could clearly see that she needed help with the fellow she wants to meet but she keeps denying the help he was offering.
He wasn’t doing it out of goodwill, he just wanted to toy with this hazel eyed human who refuses to tell him her name.
“Fine… If you won’t accept my help, at least tell me your name.”
She scrunched her nose in annoyance, clearly fed up with him. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
“No!… Now let me go”
“I’ll just call you hazel eyes then.” Her brows knit at such an absurd name, but she didn’t care what name he chose to call her, it’s not like there would be any possibility of them meeting again.
“Whatever…. I don’t care. Now let me go” He lets go off her wrist.
She stared into his eyes for a brief moment and turns to leave without a second thought.
She hoped Mr. Logan was still around, her boss would be expecting some information, if she has nothing to give, she’s done for.
“That stupid purple eyed jerk blocking my path. I would have been digging up information like gold by now.” She muttered to herself as she walked slowly, her eyes scanned the room but there was no Mr. Logan in sight.
As she pondered hard on a lie to tell her boss, Mr Logan stepped out of a room with a smile on his face but it didn’t reach his eyes.
He must have just concluded a business deal, Claire was glad that luck decided to shine on her at this critical moment.
She put on a coquettish smile and walked towards him, adding a little sawy to get hips, when she was just few meters away, she finally caught his attention.
Although his bodyguards tried to stop her, but Mr. Logan asked them to allow her approach.
She stood by his side trying to flirt with him, he asked her to follow him to a VIP lounge which she did.
The VIP lounge had comfortable leather couches with a glass centre table.
She didn’t have time to look around before he asked her to sit beside him.
He had drinks on the table, he gave Claire a glass of champagne while he drank from his glass of red wine.
They shared a conversation but Claire was flirting for the most of it hoping to get something out of him but he was very calculative and conscious of every word he said, he didn’t say a single word related to his business.
Claire must have had a bit much to drink because Mr. Logan had asked her a question but she gave a wrong answer.
She realized her mistake a little too late.
Ok maybe it was already too late, because there was a silver gun pointed at her temple.
Her heart thumped fast, immediately, her hands shot up in the air in surrender, apparently whatever alcohol that was in her system suddenly vanished at the feeling of the gun on her temple and a deep scowl on Mr. Logan’s face.
“Who the fuck sent you?” He asked in a dead calm voice.
Claire gulped slowly, her bottom lip trembled with fear.
Well so much for an easy mission, her boss was definitely a dirty liar for telling her this would be almost too easy for her.
It seems someone just got busted.
I wonder how she’ll get out of this one.