The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 12

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 12 – I set the papers aside where my designs were printed on, and picked up my phone after it blared for the second time. A smile etched into my face seeing the caller ID.

“It took you a whole week to call me?”

“And it took you two rings to pick up the phone?”

I chuckled. “I was working on some designs. Anyway, what’s up with you? How’s the job going?”

Since Warner had left for Seattle for his new job and I returned to California, it was our first conversation in this whole week.

“You’re working on weekends? And yes, everything is going smooth. Life has never been this good. Though, the work is hard.”

“Glad to hear that,” I said. If only my life was a little better. “And yes, but it’s not official work. Just some of my ideas I needed to polish.”

“About office, how’s it going? I hope you still don’t have any problem staying in California, do you?” he asked. He didn’t know where I was working.

And what do I tell him? All of this was still so confusing to me.

“Office is good. I’ve to work here for at least three months until I decide to think of something else,” I replied, absentmindedly. Office was good because I hadn’t seen him in the whole three days. Never even once he visited after that day, when he ordered me to have lunch with him. Of course, I denied. And the nerve of him, he sent Carter again to the canteen to deliver me the food he got for lunch!

You should eat homemade food, canteen’s stuff isn’t good for health. It was the message I got with the food boxes.

And the embarrassment I felt with every pair of eyes on me out there was a whole lot different thing!

Though he didn’t come to the office for three days now, the food was always on time. At first, I gave them away to Liza and others, but then, well, I thought I shouldn’t push away food like that.

Okay fine! These dishes were heavenly. And now that I was home today, I missed it.

From what pieces of information I’d picked up from Liza and Caleb’s conversation, he was busy hunting a new house and renovating it. Why Achilles Valencian needed a house all of a sudden?

“I don’t understand what problem do you’ve staying in that city,” he mumbled. “Anyway, I will call you tonight. There’s a day out with my office colleagues today, so gotta go now. And, I miss you, Em. I wish you were here.”

I smiled. “I miss you too. Don’t worry, we’ll meet soon at Tess’s wedding, you’re coming, right? It’s in this end of this month.”

“Of course, how can I miss it? I’ll definitely be there.”

“Great. Alright, you go now. Talk to you later.”

“Alright, love you!”

***

The car screeched to a halt and I got out of the car. The decorated gate welcomed everyone who entered though with a big bold ‘Felicity Charity Event’ hung above. An even for some people to genuinely donate for the poor, and for some people a way to show off.

Dad and Tobias also piled out and walked to me. Our family has been donating to this foundation every year for the orphan kids for the last ten years. I used to attend this function every year in my childhood. And when I heard of it organizing another event today, I tagged along with Dad and Tobias.

Dad said, leading us inside through

the first thing that came into my view was a swarm of people roaming around and admiring the fine pieces of art that’s been exhibited around the hall. A slow classic music

will put these canvases and pictures on auction and whoever wishes to donate, will buy them. Their money will directly go to the charity

way, I must say. This way more people who loves art will donate. And it will be good for those

Look at those beauties.” He pointed to the beautiful canvases around. “Who can say

I giggled. “I agree.”

explore in the sea of people and arts. Beautiful arts that each demanded

dragon fumed ember flames through his nose and mouth, its eyes sparkled with rage and menace. On the other hand, a middle-aged man stared at the highlighted cleavage of a woman with half of face covered with

head, I passed him and turned to another row. But a certain painting caught my eyes. A painting of a single rose, as crimson as blood, bloomed with its velvety petals spread around, a couple of rosebuds facing in directions adorned it. And those tiny drops of water sparkled on the petals reminded me of

It was gorgeous.

half of her floating on the water. “What do you think of this? I think she will glorify my bedroom wall

brother. Thank G*d that the mermaid’s chest was

I said, agreeing

called him

“I’ll be back!”

I stayed

a presence behind me. And the wisp of the familiar cologne that tingled my nostrils had me frozen in my place. My heart stuttered as I felt

into my ear. An involuntary

here?” I whispered, not turning

care if he was busy the whole week? Right,

see, my Rosebud isn’t

didn’t

closer. “Why do people come to events

close proximity.

breath on

did he

Creep!

show off. I’ve much more important things to do than wasting my time on that.” He brushed his

overwhelming presence and touch, sent

chairs were lined up before the huge stage for people to

Was he already gone?

Good for me.

everyone’s attention to the stage. “Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the ‘Felicity Charity Event’ one more

began calling for bids. And as the

mermaid’s painting with a much higher price than him,

to do that. I could easily ask from Dad, but if I wanted to help someone, I wanted to do with something that

wants to hold onto this gorgeous velvety rose over here?” the auctioneer asked. “The

dollars!” a man yelled

take it home with a higher price?” queried

dollars!” shouted a

else? Fifteen thousand dollars! Going

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