Chapter 5 Fourth Chapter

Typically, Vince would not use the main entrance of the Silvercrest building because he had his own. It was located near his secret parking area in their skyscraper's basement for practical and security reasons.

But today, he was feeling cheerful and spirited enough to actually enter the main entrance and use the common elevators. Besides, he had a mission...

And he was quite early, too.

Not that he followed a time clock, but he did want to set an example for his employees. Hence the regular attendance and punctuality at 7 A.M. on the dot when starting his workday. However, he decided to wait a few minutes. He hung out at one of the shops that rented space in their lounge area as he eyed the still small crowd of elevator passengers lining up in one of the ground floor hallways.

Though he acted like he was interested in a row of fresh pastries that were displayed at the store's window, all his wolf's heightened senses were focusing on was that particular line of people in front of a specific lift.

There... come on, V! said the voice in his head.

The thrilled CEO brisk-walked towards a particular elevator, hardly able to contain his excitement. Despite getting a bit of attention due to his height, looks and bearing, most of the people in that lift were not even aware of who he was since he didn't usually mingle with the blue-collar crowd. Which was fine by him...

It meant better chances of not being recognized.

He was the second to the last passenger to enter, and he slowly pushed himself to the farthest end of the elevator. Even as he leaned against the mirrored walls of this enclosed space, he singled out the scent of a woman trying to huddle in the same corner where he was.

And inhaled deeply...

Good thing that she was too busy with her phone to notice that he was giving her his special attention. Otherwise, he would have been tagged as a creep by any mundane human.

But he was not at all mundane, and his wolf had to be sure that this woman wasn't either...

On the 22nd floor, this special lady stepped out, still typing on her mobile, as if she could sense what level she's on without looking up. V smiled as he watched her smooth, graceful movements, realizing that the woman didn't even know how sensual a sight she is...

And she was just walking!

It's her. It's definitely her, stated Roth.

You don't have to tell me twice. And damn, I'm so glad it's her. Time to put that plan into motion...

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It took a couple of days, but she finally got the angels filled with crayon drawings care of her babies. They wanted a doggy, a few toys, and something that made Siel's heart smile and cry at the same time...

A drawing of her, with a big smile on her face. She found it cute that the babies drew that.

"It was just them being used to drawing their mommy," Siel thought.

Since she didn't have more paper angels and can't let them make a mistake, she had to guide them as they drew. She remembered with a smile how, for the past nights, the three of them sat together while Rose and James intently drew their wishes. She even added small notes on what each drawing meant, including the one where she asked why her Rosie drew her that way.

"Happy mommy," said the little girl with a bright smile, and the proud mommy wrote it down word for word as the toddler stated.

"Happy mommy," Siel repeated, still sitting in her car. She was still smiling and mouthing the phrase right before entering the tall building with the large sign that read, "Silvercrest Enterprises".

The IT company where she worked, SCIT, was part of the Sivercrest business conglomerate. The Administrative headquarters were on their main building, which held construction, real estate, hotel chains, among a number of their other businesses.

That morning she was surprisingly early, and that was why she had the time to reflect on her toddlers' wishes while riding the elevator and chatting with their nanny. Making sure that the paper angels were secure in her bag, she hoped to have time to go to the cafeteria, where the Christmas tree was.

It was open from nine to four and her schedule was from seven in the morning to four in the afternoon. But that easily extended after five, six, or even late at night like yesterday. Usually, she didn't even have time for a proper lunch break...

And that was what worried her.

Well, I shouldn't lose hope... it's for my babies, after all.

The day passed. The white paper figures remained inside her desk drawer. At six in the evening, she was sadly looking at them before leaving the office.

"It will have to be tomorrow," she said to herself, letting a sad sigh out.

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The door to his office opened and in stepped his personal assistant and the company's third-party accountant/auditor/industrial spy. And as usual, she was as perky and refreshing as sparkling soda water.

"Good morning, Myron. And hello, Raquel, I'm very glad to see you."

"Hello Mr. V, happy to see you too, and Merry Christmas!"

"Happy Holidays to you too. Please sit..."

The dark-haired and brown-eyed assistant smiled at his employer and then kissed his wife gently on her forehead, "Please, I don't need to be here, Sir. I still have to confirm your afternoon appointments for today. Just call me if you want anything."

"Later, love," says the slim, pale-skinned minx, who had the same-colored hair as her husband's, before focusing her attention back at their CEO and Alpha.

"Now, about your report, Raquel. You finished all this in just two days?"

"Aren't you happy with it Mr. V? I was hoping you'd like the fact that we've had fewer cases of property and intellectual theft, mismanagement, and other illegal activities this year. Since we've dealt with the bigger cases years before, all I did was check the intranet, go through the new-hires and probationary employees for any irregularities..."

"I AM quite happy about your report R, but I need you to do some... additional work. What do you say to a little infiltration job?"

The girl actually started to giggle then clap her hands while her brown almond eyes sparkled, "Ooohhh... alright, I'm curious now. Who's the target, Mr.V?"