Berton's POV
I arrived at my office very early the next day, brimming with happiness. It had taken a lot not to pressure her into signing the contract because of how bad my wolf felt at the moment. Seeing her reject the contract gave me a lot of headache but the moment she called back and told me she'd changed her mind, I was so elated. I couldn't wait to get everything sorted out immediately. The feeling was even more profound because my wolf has been calm ever since. I guess the thought of seeing her made him calm down.
I went over the contract terms for what felt like the hundredth time.
Everything had to be perfect. She was making a huge decision, and I wanted her to feel confident in her choice. Once I was satisfied that all the details were in order, I immediately turned my attention to the day's business affairs.
The clock ticked closer to the appointed time and for some reason, I started becoming anxious. She should have been here by now and I wondered if she'd gotten lost or if something urgent had delayed her. I decided it was best to wait a little longer to see what would happen.
But the whole time I waited, the bad feeling kept creeping up my gut. I'd never felt this bad for no reason and I knew it wasn't just because of the anxiety, something else was wrong but I had no idea what the thing was. When the appointed time came and went without any sign of seeing her, I felt very uneasy. I tried calling her, but her phone wasn't reachable.
Frustration began to build inside me. Where could she be? My wolf also shared my fears because he was also unsettled, but thankfully, he wasn't reacting wildly like he always reacted when the situation was dire. I hoped that something bad hadn't happened to her while she was on her way. I couldn't even imagine that happening. I picked up the phone immediately and called the receptionist. "Lydia, could you check the visitor log for today? I need to know if someone has entered the building."
"Of course, Your Grace." She replied before I heard the sound of paper flipping. "What's her name please?"
"Emily." I replied sharply, before waiting. The silence, despite lasting for a few seconds, felt so loud and so worrisome. She finally responded. "Yes, she signed in about twenty minutes ago."
"Thank you, Lydia," I said, hanging up after that. The fact that she was around meant that there could only be one problem. She might be looking for my office.
But I thought finding my office was a no-brainer. There were literally many signs in the reception lounge that showed the way to my office. I knew she wasn't that dumb, so I decided to have someone do the searching.
I walked out of my office and called a janitor who was cleaning the hallway. I sent him to look around while giving her a description of what she looked like. I also phoned my receptionist to look around and see if she could find Emily. I was still very worried about her when the Janitor left and Lydia promised to get it done. I didn't know why I kept feeling this way. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. It was the janitor and he said something that made my heart twist painfully. He looked so concerned as he explained the situation.
"Your Grace, there's a problem. Emily is involved in a heated argument with two people, and one of them has called the security to remove her." The words sent a bolt of shock and anger running through me and I couldn't help it. I jumped to my feet, shocked.
"Where is she?" I asked, knowing that she was a quiet and reserved and rather shy girl, so there was no way she could cause the kind of trouble that would have her thrown out. That was the moment I began to understand the reason for my nervous feeling. It was a gift, and somewhat a curse because I never knew how bad something was whenever I was all nervous.
Thankfully, this wasn't too bad. The fact that she was safe was all I needed to hear. "She's near the main office area." He replied. Bolting out of the door, I hurried down to the main office area. My mind was still racing with a lot of possibilities about what must have led to this happening. As I got closer to the office, her scent graced my senses again and my wolf immediately quietened.
But when I got there, I saw that she was surrounded by security guards who were asking her to leave. Nearby, a Gamma and a man stood with smug smiles on their faces.
"What the hell is going on here?" I asked, causing everyone to turn in my direction immediately but there was no response.
"Have you gone dumb. Somebody tell me what is going on here." Yet, there was no response. They all looked so scared except the Gamma and the man beside her.
"Emily are you okay?" I asked, gently pulling her away from them. I saw the look of surprise that crossed their faces.
She nodded, though she looked ahead. "I'm fine."
I could barely contain my anger when I turned to the Gamma. "What's going on here?" She crossed her arms with a cold look on her face. "She was causing a disturbance and I had to throw her out. She had no business being here."
From the look of things, it seemed as if the problem was between her and the man and that made me wonder if they had anything together.
I glared at her, hard.
"You're trying to tell me that my guest has no right being here? You were going to throw out someone I personally invited?"
She paled instantly and a look of shock crossed her face. Her crossed arm fell and apologized. "Sorry, My Grace."
I shook my head, not accepting many of her pleas. "This company needs genuinely skilled individuals, not sycophants like you." I said, pointing to the man who was still shocked. "Security, please remove him from the premises. And I don't want to see you here again."
His face turned red with embarrassment as the security guards led him away. The Gamma frowned but she knew better than asking the security guards to let him go. I wouldn't mind unleashing my wrath on her and her new disgusting lover who seemed to have abandoned Emily for her. I didn't know what had happened between them but it was from the foregoing, that he must have been the problem.
I turned to Emily. "Let's go back to my office. We don't have all day."