President's Wife

Chapter 5

Six months later

It had been three months since the incident with Nathan and Victoria.

This beginning in the last three months had changed my life drastically.

I had made a decision that my life had headed in a different direction.

I moved out of the apartment and out of Los Angeles.

I moved abroad because of my new job.

Precisely said I moved to Paris.

The company's headquarters were in Paris.

The president wanted me to be one of his head designers, where I would work with other extraordinary designers.

In the beginning, it was difficult to adapt to my new environment, as it was a new place, but also to get used to the employees.

There was one who was just like Victoria. Her name was Jaqueline.

She was very arrogant, self-absorbed, selfish, and in love with herself.

She was the daughter of a wealthy French family who was good friends with the president's family.

In theory, she had zero talent besides throwing herself at rich men who had zero interest in her.

Especially the president.

She was crazy about him.

Their actions sometimes went too far or should I say that what I meant was an understatement.

Jacqueline tried with her looks and irritated herself to fish the President, but every attempt was doomed to fail.

Watching her make a fool of herself was just wonderful that you could enjoy the show in the first place.

My work as a head designer was very difficult to bring in when I started here, but since then I have improved steadily and am very successful in my projects.

Recently my team accepted an assignment from one of the president's best friends.

I hadn't seen it in person yet but rumor had it that it was handsome and hot to bite into.

Today was this meeting.

Our team would meet him for the first time.

It was the official meeting with the customer, I hoped that everything would go well because, on the one hand, he was the best friend of the President and CEO of the Amore Group.

My assistant Cherie came into my office to let me know that the customer had already arrived.

I took my things for the meeting and immediately hurried to the meeting room.

But to my surprise, I saw Jacqueline, who had snatched my client away from me.

I burst into anger for so badly wanting to kill this b***h.

This time she had raised the bar too high.

This time she would regret doing this to me.

Just wait for Jaqueline your time is running out.

I picked up my cell phone and dialed Mr. McGregor's number.

After the second ring, he answered it.

"Mr. McGregor?"

I didn't let my mood affect my voice.

I had learned how to deal with it since I started here.

"Miss Golding, did something happen to the customer?"

He sounded worried as he didn't know the extent of the situation but that would change if he found out.

"You could say it like this."

After a short pause, I kept talking.

"Jaqueline once again snatched the customer away without discussing it with anyone,"

I informed him.

It was very quiet on the other side of the line.

Mouse mice quiet.

Eerily quiet as if a bomb were going to explode.

"Mr. McGregor?"

Now I panicked because he hadn't said anything for about half an hour.

"Miss Golding."

Heard his voice again, which calmed me a little.

"It was decent of you that you came to me straight away and didn't drop in straight away to do a scene in front of the customer, especially my best friend."

I was glad myself because if the old Amelia had been there, she would have put on a scene and embarrassed herself for being naive and incompetent in mastering her feelings.

"Should I turn to the other projects as usual?"

I let him do the whole thing because it is also about him and his company and his best friend.

"Yes."

He hung up afterward.

The rest of the day my team and I had prepared all the documents for our other customers so that everything went smoothly.

I admonished them all to keep an eye out for Jacqueline so that something like this shouldn't happen today.

The day passed quickly.

I hadn't noticed how quickly the time went by.

I packed my tablet and my flashback in my bag because I never leave my designs in the company.

After all, Jaqueline would try to steal my designs again.

I took everything with me and left my office.

While I was walking to the elevator I noticed that everyone was gone.

I checked my cell phone to call a taxi while the elevator went up.

Then I heard steps that came closer and closer.

"You're still here, Miss Golding,"

stated Mr. McGregor to himself.

I just nodded in response.

As I did I saw a figure behind him where Mr.

Gregor was standing next to the person.

To my surprise, it was none other than him.

Ren Cartwright.

Why was he here?

What was he doing here?

"Yeah, I was working overtime."

So many questions were going through my head that I didn't focus on them when we were waiting for the elevator.

It was an awkward situation while waiting.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. Ren this beauty here is Amelia Golding, my second top head designer. Miss Golding this cold-looking guy is my buddy, Ren Cartwright, CEO of Cartwright Enterprises."

Introduced Mr. Gardener both of us, unaware that we already knew each other.

What the hell was he doing here in Paris?

Could it be a coincidence that he was here in the same place?

Maybe I was exaggerating my thoughts.

Like Mr. McGregor said to me that he was his best friend and it could be that he was just visiting him.

He was not only there to visit his best friend, I suspected that he was also here because of his work.

Out of my thoughts, I noticed from the corner of my eye that he was watching me the whole time.

What was wrong with him?

It was rude to stare at people like that.

Especially to stare at you as if you were a masterpiece to look at.

I didn't like it when someone stared at me like they were doing.

"Ren, actually I would have liked Miss Golding to take over the cooperation with your company, but unfortunately it turned out differently than expected."

Mr. McGregor drew his attention back when he spoke again.

"Why wasn't Miss Golding present at the meeting?"

He was talking to his friend but his gaze was still on me and hadn't turned away from me.

I knew he would address me directly if Mr. McGregor wasn't here.

He would have pulled me to the side to be alone with me.

But I still wouldn't want to be alone with him.

It would be dangerous if we would be alone because he gave me a feeling of unsureness when I was with him the reason why I felt like that was that I still could not move on from the tragedy from my previous life.

It leads me to the decision not to fall in love with someone again moreover to be more cautious around her.

"I'm sorry about the incident because one of the other designers snatched it away without consulting it with me. Also, I especially gave this project to Miss Golding a few weeks ago but that person did not listen to my order and she misbehaved herself by snatching this project."

Mr. McGregor explained the whole story of what had happened today before meeting him.

"I'm not trying to find an excuse for the situation, so I'm trying to find a way to make it up to you."

Mr. Cartwright patted his friend's shoulder in understanding.

"It always happens, my friend."

I could see that he could understand what his friend was trying to say.

Also, he was not happy with the situation that had played since his arrival.

I did not give any further thoughts about it.

Ignored it.

Ding!

I heard the elevator stop on our floor.

The elevator door opened then we all went in together.

While the two friends continued to talk, I checked my cell phone for messages or calls that I might have missed when I was working overtaken.

I had a message from a friend.

It was from Amelié, who was also working in the same company as well.

I was reading her message when the elevator stopped on the floor where I wanted to exit.

"Have a good evening, Mr. McGregor, Mr. Cartwright."

After I bid my goodbyes to them I was going on the way home to eat and get some sleep.

Arrived at home I first went to take a hot shower to relax after a long working day.

Then changed into my underwear and pajamas, I dried my hair dry with the hairdryer afterward I heated my leftover food from yesterday in the microwave and enjoyed it heavenly with a drink.

After my dinner, I went to sleep as I said I was tired from all the work that I had done. Hope that tomorrow gonna be a better day.