My One And Only CEO
Chapter 35: The Project
Chapter 35
Carl was heading towards his bedroom. His brows creased into a frown when he heard the doorbell ringing, and he wondered if it was his assistant that came back.
He changed his direction and sauntered to the living room then pressed a remote at the center table.
Shortly after, Zach’s voice was heard from the doorway. “Big bro, why are you still up?” he asked expectantly and strode toward Carl.
Carl’s frown deepened as he watched his brother walking toward him and thought he should be the one asking that question while still wondering why he was here.
“Big bro, did something happen? why was David looking anxious earlier?” Zach asked eagerly and stood in front of his brother.
Carl went and sat on the couch and realized that his brother was there for gossip. He looked at the wall clock then turned to the intruder standing beside him. It looked like his brother had free time.
“Follow me to the company tomorrow,” Carl said nonchalantly and stood up then went upstairs toward his bedroom.
“Huh?” Zach was baffled for a minute before coming back to his senses. “Big bro, no no wait…” he cried out to his brother who was already out of his sight.
‘No no… Not the company’ Zach widened his eyes and stood rooted to the floor.
He preferred handling guns to some boring documents. His Big brother had always been the one managing the companies ’affairs while he took care of the mafia organization.
‘This is clearly a punishment,’ he thought inside. His brother would never ask him to go to the company unless he did something wrong. Then a realization suddenly dawned on him.
“Shit… David!” he cursed at the assistant and clenched his fists. Why didn’t he tell him that his brother was in a bad mood? Now he had to receive his brother’s punishment out of nowhere.
After standing in the same spot for god knew how long, Zach yawned. His eyes darted to the clock wall clock direction and his face contorted, grimacing that he had to wake up early in the morning. He then dragged his feet out of the house with his chin almost touching his chest.
When Carl reached his bedroom, he took off his pajamas and went inside the bathroom for another bath as he was perspiring after all the work in the study room.
He stood under the shower with the water slowly flowing down his well-built muscular body which was very fair and spore-free. He slowly closed his eyes and thought about the huge project ahead.
He was planning to build a very grand hotel but was not satisfied with the blueprint provided by the construction company. He had always aimed for perfection and would not tolerate any mistake from the other party’s side. He sighed and wondered why the financial manager signed the contract whose conditions were even ridiculous, without consulting him first.
After some time, he turned off the shower then strolled out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and changed into another set of new grey pajamas before sitting down on the side of his bed.
And he reached out for his phone from the bedside table. He suddenly paused and furrowed his brows then frowned and slightly rubbed his forehead.
He slowly retracted his hand from the phone and used it to open the bedside drawer then took out a small box that contained medicines and opened it.
After swallowing the drug, he properly lay down and rested his head on the pillow, then drifted to sleep with one palm resting on his forehead.
— The next morning —
Clara flickered her eyes open and sat up slowly then yawned while rubbing her hazy eyes.
She suddenly felt something under her and looked down then gasped before quickly removing her phone with wide eyes.
She could remember that last night, she had been waiting for Carl’s text and she drifted off to sleep with the phone in her hand, eventually sleeping on it.
She inspected the phone carefully and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling lucky that her phone’s screen did not crack. Then she checked her inbox and only found a message notification from Jack, as usual, and Derek who was informing her about the meeting with his friend.
‘Hmmm, maybe he was busy’ she thought and sighed with a calm expression.
Remembering that she had to meet Derek’s friend today, she got down from the bed and took a shower then wore a formal outfit before making breakfast.
After she was done eating, she gently wiped her mouth with a tissue and went back to the bedroom then put on a light makeup and parked her hair into a ponytail before walking out of her apartment with a smile on her face, feeling happy that she was not late.
When Clara reached the company and got out of the elevator, she spotted Derek waiting for her in front of her cubicle and she moved toward him with eager footsteps. “Morning, Derek.” she smiled at the guy who had his hand running through his hair.
Derek adjusted his glasses and peeked at the girl walking toward him. She was wearing a lavender-colored button-down shirt on top of black trousers and heels and her hair was tied in a ponytail.
Her footsteps were elegant and although she was on the slim side, he noticed that whatever she wore accentuated her figure perfectly. He quickly looked away, afraid that she might catch him staring and a pink blush appeared on his cheeks. Then he greeted back while looking everywhere but her, “M–morning.” He ran his hand through his hair once more and adjusted his glasses.
Clara chuckled at the guy in front of her. She noticed that he was actually a shy person even though he looked serious all the time. “Is he here already?” she asked him while going inside her cubicle and he followed behind her.
“Nope, he said to meet at the coffee shop outside the company during lunch break,” Derek replied while helping her clear her desk.