The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 32

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 32 – When I was outside of his cabin, the door was slightly ajar. Voices were coming out through the gap.

As I raised my hand to knock, I heard him.

“I’m glad you took care of the police regarding the d**g case when I was… busy. Thank you, Arthur. I knew you’d handle them well.”

“You don’t need to thank me, Achilles. I myself wanted to sort everything out with them as soon as possible. Because I know how you and Caleb don’t do that well with the… law.” Came Arthur’s voice. “The more they stay away from us, the better.”

A crease formed between my brows. Ace and Caleb had problems dealing with police and law? Why?

“But we have to do something to stop Antonio. Because the way he’s adamant to dig up our past, I’m afraid if he gets his hand on something…”

“He won’t!” Caleb was cut off by Ace’s sharp voice. “People don’t get anything out of ashes.” Everything went silent for a moment, until Ace cleared his throat and spoke again, “Don’t worry about him. I will handle him myself.” His voice dripped with venom.

What do they have in their past that Antonio wants to find out so badly?

Not wanting to be caught eavesdropping, I knocked on the door and stepped inside.

All three pairs of eyes fell on me.

Caleb flashed me a warm smile when Ace’s hard gaze softened up to a friction.

“Hello, Emerald. How are you?” Arthur asked with a polite smile. The smile that never reached his eyes.

What’re you up to with Sierra?

I wanted to ask. But instead, I returned his fake greeting, plastering a smile as well. “I’m good, Arthur. Thank you.”

“Rosebud? What’re you doing here?” Striding closer, he placed a hand on my waist. Grey eyes waited for my reply.

Couldn’t this man keep his hands to himself?

With flushed cheeks, I threw glances at Caleb and Arthur. While Caleb hid a simper, Arthur wore a blank face.

“Uh, I’ve come to call you for the meeting. It’s about to start.”

His lips pressed tight. “Where is Carter? He sent you here instead of doing his job himself?”

I rolled my eyes. “He’s busy. That’s why he sent me. It’s not a big deal.”

“Of course, it is! He doesn’t order you to do anything, it’s the other way around!”

I frowned. “He didn’t order me. He requested me. And what do you mean? How come I can order him around? As far as I know, he’s my senior. So technically, he can order me to do something.”

If possible, his features twisted more as he watched me, frown deeper.

Caleb coughed into his hand. “Uh, let us go to the conference room, everyone must be waiting for us. Don’t take much long.” Nodding at Ace, he walked outside, dragging Arthur along.

Though the tick of Arthur’s jaw didn’t go missed.

What got him breaking his teeth now?

Turning to Ace, I raised my brow, placing my hands on my hips. D**n this man! Due to his towering height, I felt like a toddler looking up at a pillar.

“Well?” I urged for my answer.

“He can’t order his boss’ girl, now can he?”

My eyes widened at his remark. With still a furrowed forehead, he pulled me closer. “And he has to answer for that. Now we’re getting late for the meeting, let’s go.”

I didn’t argue after that as he led me out of his cabin. No matter how many times he’d declared his claim on me openly, I still managed to get shocked and all fuzzy whenever he did that.

Instead of getting irritated, I get… well, dumbfounded.

***

of the table. Well, it should’ve been my

urgent phone call, and I took that situation to flee from his clutch and arranged a new chair for myself. Far

it? Well, because his close proximity didn’t let me think straight. And I needed to stay tight on my decision. I didn’t want to sway by his stormy

gaze when Mr. Johnson spared me another uncertain glance. Poor man! But someone had to be the scapegoat. And I wouldn’t be

more the moment his eyes fell on my supposed to be chair. Sharp jaw ticked as he

stood up at the respect of the king, except me. I just sat there with my

me raised a quearing brow at me. While Arthur didn’t seem to be

return to your usual place,” said Ace

still stood there with his petite height, unsure of what to do. He

Valencian, Ms. Hutton requested

You very much know who seats here in every meeting.

up the table, standing beside me. His expression was

what Mr. Valencian said, uh, could you please go back to your chair?” His request was humble, aged brown eyes

on me, waiting

somewhere of my

brother literally turned away from me. I let out a huff. Scowling at the king, whose hawk eyes were set on me, waiting for me to go near him, I stomped over the chair beside him and

place, his form

fuzzy feeling returned inside me. My resistance

I couldn’t just let myself

“The meeting may

me with his orders. Instead, he seemed at total ease

my lips together, I typed

some other chair? It’s not compulsory to sit

attention. With long lean fingers, he picked the phone up and checked the message. Without giving me any glance, his hand started

My phone vibrated.

queen’s place is always beside her

to show him the effect of his message on me, I managed a

roamed slowly all over my face

I turned to the conversation of the meeting.

To him.

His queen?

bit my lip as I felt the sensation his gaze left as they roamed over me, pouring water

would never leave me during the whole conferences. And the curious stares I got from around the table was a

Irritating man!

his given time would be over. Though I knew what my answer was, I didn’t think I could give him my answer personally alone with him. He somehow would tamper

grabbing my phone, I messaged

Yes.

My phone beeped.

that you should always be beside

My eyes widened.

yes, I’d go out with

sent, I typed

think of it something else. We’ll go out

hardened. When his gaze snapped up to me, I

Another message.

we’re anything but friends! We’re going on an actual

now I wanted to know more than what happened seven years ago. I wanted to know more about him, his past, his pains. Everything. And if

me. The thought of starting something with him officially had

needed him to agree. Going out as friends

So I typed.

you if it’s just a friendly date, not something else. It’s your

I crossed

say yes, please

I needed my answers!

as they read my message. With vice grip around the phone, he turned it off and put it down. Not leaving

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