The Trap Of Ace

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 69 – Walking through the endless corridors, I walked watching out for the room numbers not to get lost.

The hotel was huge. Not just a hotel, it was a palace built in the middle age, now turned into a lavish five star hotel. With the mixture of antique architect and modern decorations, it gave out a feel of royalty. From the masterpiece paintings on the walls, to the gorgeous chandeliers shimmering with golden glow. Not to forget the huge gold plated flower pots at the both sides of the corridors, aside the red carpet down the way.

As soon as I neared my destination, I found the whole area totally separated from the others by a pair of glass doors. VVIP Area was written in bold red letters on the glass. Two bulky men in black stood at the both sides of the door.

Not again!

I remembered Carter warning about some restrictions.

Mentally groaning, I approached the VVIP conference area. The guards stood straight seeing me, their hands blocking the way in.

“Our apologies, Miss. But random people aren’t allowed here,” one of them said in their thick Russian accent.

Random? Whom are they calling random?

My brows creased. “I need to go inside. It’s important. And I’m not any random girl wanting access. I’m Emerald Hutton, Achilles Valencian’s girlfriend and a board member.”

“We don’t know you. And no matter who you are, no one is allowed to go inside who is not on the list. And you’re not in the list we were given.”

What the h**l? Not allowed? Were they having a CIA meeting or something?

They were definitely not Ace’s men. Otherwise they’d have immediately recognized me.

“Listen to me, I need to go in there, please. I need to talk to Achilles about something very urgent. Please, let me go,” I pleaded.

That rude man shook his head. “We’re afraid, we can’t, Miss. We have strict orders not to let anyone until the meeting is over.”

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. “And who gave you the orders?”

“Arthur Valencian.”

Of course! I should’ve known that!

That f*****g leach didn’t want anyone to interrupt the signing. That’s why he put guards in here.

I groaned.

What do I do now? They won’t let me in at any cost. I can’t even call Ace.

D**n it!

Wait!

Carter must’ve the access.

I looked over my shoulder. There was no sign of him. Where the h**l was he?

Distancing myself a few feet from the guards, I dialed Carter’s number. He didn’t pick it up.

Why isn’t he picking up his phone!

As I dialed again, I saw him approaching me with hasty steps, still panting.

you?” I snapped. “They won’t let me in,

“I’m sorry, Ms. Hutton. I had to

a shadow at the end of the corridor, around the corner. Someone stood there with their

knew the person very

Arthur.

what was he doing here

you as soon as possible. But you were too fast,” he finished, wiping the perspiration on his

to let us in,” I said, not moving my eyes

them something. I still stood there, watching Arthur. When he slightly angled his side to me, I

expression, he nodded at something the other person

the other person. Though I managed a good amount of

asked, glancing down at his

he nodded, old eyes sparkling with

I’m coming,” saying, he turned on his heels and walked away. But not towards the elevator, but to

there another of his partners

I had to know.

called out, making me turn to him. “I’m going in, but unfortunately, they won’t let

worries. You go in and give Ace my

could ask anything, I turned around and followed Arthur’s trail, ignoring the way

someone else was with Arthur in his plan to destroy us. Because if we kick him out of

close to finishing his plan. And at this time if he wasn’t in the conference room and going to meet someone, then it

the left, I came face to face with a long wide hallway. A man was talking to

the hallway, I took another turn. And I knew he came this way because there was

But where is he…

his silver head disappeared around the corner. And I followed. Thanks to my sneakers, it didn’t announce my

staircase that led upstairs. But at the feet of it, ‘No Entry, Under maintenance’ was written in bold words on a white board, a caution tape

ducked in and climbed up the stairs,

h**l would he meet someone in a

that no one

I follow

If upstairs was under maintenance, and then no one would be there

I wouldn’t let him do any

me, I put my

my message, he’d call me. And I don’t want to get caught

I would do it for my Ace. I want this backstabber out of our

good distance from him. His distance murmurs could be

covered with dust. And… extremely eerie. Not to forget

tracks, shoulders rigid. My breath

middle of the corridor. Where should I

curled into a ball behind one of the huge flower pots. My

Silence.

pounding against my ribcage as

for some moments, there were

heard him taking some steps

No! No! No!

more against the cold wall as he