Chapter four
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CHAPTER FOUR
“This is impossible” Clara said in disbelief.
She took out her phone and dialed her father's number waiting for it to ring, as the call rang, she saw the man pick the call.
“Hello dear” her father's voice Matthew sounded in her ears.
“Where are you sweetheart, I heard you and your teammates are in Paris, hope everything is going well” he asked.
Clara tighten her grip on the phone as she steaded her voice to answer him.
“Yeah, I'm in Paris, what about you dad, where are you?” She held her breath waiting for his reply.
“Me, I'm at home, I just got back from work” he replied.
Clara saw him nod his head to Mike and walked away.
“Alright, take care” she said with tears in her eyes.
“Okay dear, make sure you to keep me updated at all times” he told her and hung up.
“Are you okay?” Mike asked when her grip on the phone loosen and fell on the car carpet.
“No” Clara muttered as she burst into tears.
She couldn't believe her father would do something like that, she trusted him. After the death of her mother, he had been the one for her.
“Why will he do that” She looked at Mark with tears.
Mark felt his heart sting when he saw her crying, he slowly wrapped her arms around her and let her cry on his shoulders.
“We just have to wait a little, he might have a reason” He comforted her.
“Ally, Stephen, I and Clara would go and grab something you guys should be careful” he said.
“Alright Mark, take care of Clara” Stephen replied him.
“Let's go and find where you can relax” Mark told her as he drove off.
Clara was too shaken to object, she badly wanted to believe it wasn't true.
Mark drove to a restaurant which didn't have much customers.
“Come on, let's go in” he told her and gently removed her seat belt. He hurriedly got down and helped her to open the door.
Eliot who was inside the restaurant sipping a cup of coffee almost chocked on it when he saw the lady who has been in his mind entered with the same guy he saw touching her hand.
He saw she didn't notice him, she looked pale. He felt the guy beside her staring ferociously at him but he brushed him off. He was still a small kid.
“Come on, sit” Mark drew out a chair for her to sit on and sat opposite her to block her view from seeing the guy she met at the hotel. He noticed how his eyes was on them immediately they entered.
“I'm confused Mark” Clara finally said.
“I know, I believe he has his reasons” Mark signaled to the waiter and ordered two cups of Iced americano.
“What reason?, He is betraying everything he believed in and also me” She said in anger.
“Relax, here drink and relax” he placed the drink in her hands.
Rinnnnnnnggg, Mark phone rang.
“Hello, Sam, I'm at work, we can't do video call I'm busy, bye” He hung up and placed his cellphone on DND.
“Who was that?” Clara asked.
“It's Samantha” he replied
“Oh, your girlfriend,what does she want” Clara asked. She knew Mark had other things to do and she felt bad that he was always there for her without checking on his people..
“No, she's my sister” he replied.
“ she just wants to see my face but I'm busy” He sipped out of his drink.
“You know what, you can go back to the hotel, it's already 9, Allison and Stephen will be on look out” She said.
“No, I can't leave you alone” he rejected the idea.
“As your captain, I'm ordering you to go home, I'll be fine” she ordered.
“Clara” Mark looked at her softly.
“I'll be fine, don't worry, you know how strong I am” She smiled at him.
“Yeah I know, you are my strong hero” he placed his hand on her hair and rubbed it.
“Come on, I'll be fine, shoo” She stood up dragging him along as she pushed him out.
“I'll come back to the hotel soon” she waved at him.
Mark felt reluctant to go but he knew she would be persistent if he doesn't go. Taking one look at the guy who was also staring at him with a smirk, he took a deep breath and walked away.
Eliot silently observed everything that was going on, he felt angry when he saw how the guy placed his hand on her head. He was glad when the guy left leaving only him and her in the restaurant.
“You!” Clara pointed at him.
“You are the rude guy I met at the hotel” She said in with her arms folded under her breasts.
“Rude” He repeated with his eye brows raised.
“No one has ever called me that, I've been called handsome, manly even devil but not rude” He said.
“Wow, what a narcissist” She shook her head.
“Who was that?” He found himself asking.
“Who?... You mean Mark” she asked.
“He's a friend and why do you want to know” She questioned.
“A friend, hmmm… I was just wondering with the way he was hovering around you like a mother hen” he laughed.
Clara felt shivers down her spine when he laughed, he looked so handsome with his white teeth and deep husky voice.
“Well, none of your business” She replied.
“Get a grip” she muttered under her breath.
“None of my business, really” He stood up and walked towards her, towering over her, she looked so small and fragile in front of him, lifting her chin up, she stared fiercely at him.
“You my dear, would be my business very soon” His deep voice sounded right inside her ears.
Clara felt her breath seize when he stood in front of her, his whole aura was d
omineering but she was never someone to back down. When his voice sounded inside her ears, she felt she had awaken a beast.
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