At Skylar International

Aeon waited and waited. And he waited more but there was no news about the President of Skylar and heard ‘CEO Grant is handling an important deal.’

An hour passed…

Two hours passed…

Four hours passed but heard no news about them. Enraged, he slammed his hand on the CEO secretary’s desk startling her.

“What the heck do you think of yourself? How dare you…”

The secretary cut in and spoke professionally without showing how much she was irritated by Aeon Harmon. “President Harmon, I’m saying this for the fifth time. You are currently standing in Skylar International. Importantly, you are here without an appointment. The first thing I told you was their schedule is packed. It was your choice to wait so I kept your name on the tab. President Evans and CEO Grant don’t play in their office to serve you first hand. If you don’t have patience, you can leave. If you want to wait, please don’t disturb our work.”

Aeon Harmon, “You-” He couldn’t believe he was listening to a mere secretary. Controlling himself, breathing heavily, he returned to the waiting area.

He closed his eyes taking deep breaths to calm down and tried to understand how Skylar President and CEO can be free to be available so easily. They are busy bees of the company.

‘Yeah! Right. They are busy…’ He really wanted to believe that but, ‘F**king busy my foot. They aren’t employees for not having five minutes… President… President Evans?’

He quickly dialed a number and instructed, “I want information about Evans on my desk by morning.” He hung up the call without caring there can be many Evans families in country A.

He calmed down a lot but his face turned ugly seeing his elder brother’s incoming call. Unwillingly he answered it to know what he is up to.

[Aeon, where are you?] A concerned voice.

Aeon grounded his teeth before disclosing his facade, “Don’t you already know it from your people?”

[Aeon!]

Aeon continued, “Why do I feel like you are behind my problems so that I ask your help? You always wanted to boss me.”

[I want your wellbeing and comfort. Why will I do that Aeon? Don’t look at me like a villain.]

Aeon sneered hearing him, “Mr. Leon Harmon, I don’t want your fakeness in my life. Stay away from me.” Then he hung up the call and slumped on the couch.

After seeing the real idealism of Leon, Aeon was even disgusted to call him ‘brother.’ If it wasn’t because Sean, Eliza, and grandfather, he would have never cared to step in the Harmon Mansion.

He laughed, mocking at himself for waiting for a stranger who wouldn’t come while his life was becoming a laughing stock. He dialed Jayce’s number and walked out of the waiting room and Skylar eventually.

His voice had left the fierceness and sounded nearly depressed due to Leon Harmon. “Jay, inform the advocate and get to know how we could dissolve the case meeting Skylar’s legal team… … I didn’t get to meet anybody… … To get the appointment of President Evans, I have to meet CEO Grant… I had thought they would at least hear me out, I guess, I’m always wrong… … …”

He continued to talk to Jayce until he hopped in his car. He soon reached the ‘Highlands Bar and restaurant’.

— Highlands Bar and restaurant —

In a high-end bar, Aeon’s voice sounded hoarse sitting on the barstool, “MM”

“President Harmon!” The bartender warmly greeted him and pushed the rock glass at him with pouring an oz of Maker’s Mark.

Aeon chugged down and said, “Repeat.”

The bartender realized their VIP customer’s mood is off. He repeated the drink and asked, “Who upset our President?”

Aeon paused from drowning the drink and asked, “Do I look like a loser?”

The bartender was flabbergasted. He casually asked and who was he to judge Aeon Harmon, “I… No, President Harmon.”

Aeon started laughing hearing the bartender but heard a girl speak who was sitting there for fifteen minutes, “You are.”

Aeon turned to the source of the voice. She was in black pencil pants, a simple black top topped with a formal blazer, Her long hair was in a messy bun giving off a mature and cold vibe.

Aeon felt mentally tired seeing her again, “Not you again… Please. Give me a break.”

Aarvi raised her brows higher without looking at him and an amused smirk appeared on her lips, “I will remember that.”

Aeon rolled his eyes. His mobile went off displaying a string of numbers. He answered it unmindfully. [President Harmon, where are you? CEO Grant’s schedule is free for now.]

Aeon chuckled mockingly, “Will he wait for half an hour for me to reach?”

[Aren’t you in Skylar? I’m sorry President Harmon, the CEO doesn’t like to wait. Have a good day.]

Aeon kept the mobile down and turned to Aarvi, “You are right, I’m a loser…” If he had waited for half an hour more, he could have really met Dax Grant. He continued, “And you are f**king annoying. Get a life.”

The bartender widened his eyes hearing Aeon. He gulped as he slowly turned to Aarvi who looked serene as a calm summer lake.

Aarvi wasn’t disappointed by Aeon.

She wanted him to wait long enough – Checked.

She wanted him to lose his patience – Checked.

She wanted him to know the surname of Skylar President – Checked.

She guessed his arrival at Highlands bar – Checked.

She wanted to break his overconfidence – Checked.

She wants him to try to know her identity – Yet to be checked.

Aarvi spoke while sipping her mint mojito in the blazing summer because no alcohol for her, “I hope you get a solution burning your stomach.”

She held her card for the payment but heard the shocked bartender say, “Miss…”

Aarvi slightly shook her head to stop the bartender from addressing her and cued him to accept the payment, “Bring out the expensive and oldest whiskey for the special customer.” Then she turned to Aeon without showing any expression, “My treat.”

Aeon was in no mood to argue with her, “Don’t show me your face ever again.”

Bartender: “…” ‘You are basically in Ms.Evans’s restaurant.’

Aarvi was unfazed, “Don’t come looking for me then.” She took her card back and left messing Aeon’s mind.

The bartender placed a bottle of Parker’s Heritage twenty-seven years old Bourbon in front of Aeon, “President Harmon, Miss paid for this. Feel free to take home if you can’t finish.”

Aeon didn’t miss to notice the change in behavior of the bartender. pointing his chin at Aarvi’s back, “Who is she?”

The bartender pointed out the bottle for him in disdain and went aside to attend another customer. ‘How dare you talk rudely with my boss? Don’t step in here again.’

Aeon: “…” He tried to analyze his conversations with her.

‘My company? For Skylar?’

‘See you in court? and I got the legal notice.’

‘Don’t come to see me?’

He knocked on the counter, “I want the paid bill. Now.” for the details of the customer.

The bartender tried to be friendly with a professional tone, “President Harmon, it’s paid.”

Aeon understood he couldn’t get information from him. He rushed out calling a number, “Hey listen, get me the customer details who paid the bill with black…”

Aeon paused remembering the black card, ‘How can she be a random girl?’ He continued, “… the black card at 3:20 in Highlands bar and restaurant.”

[You will get the information.]

—

Aarvi smirked leaning on the wall hearing Aeon while he exited the door.

She wanted him to know her identity as Evans – Checked.

The manager of the restaurant reached Aarvi and bowed to her, “Ms.Evans, Shawn sir, and President Rivas are dining for the celebration tonight. You..”