Chapter 2 NASTY MEAT

Chapter 2

"Boss... We're sorry for the inconveniences but Ma'am Natasha is not patient enough."

"The woman wants everything to be well organized... She even ordered some things from Avary Store." A tall dark guy with a Black tuxedo suit complained.

"Did you tell her about it? That the company won't be at fault if anything goes wrong with that?" A deep throaty voice was heard.

No. The other answered.

Then you better do so.

He picked up his phone from the table in front of him and dailed a number.

He hissed at the deafening sound coming from the crowd.

How could Sofia be so stupid to organize a party at a freaking Mall??

He just had to come because he knew she would bother him later.

"Get the car ready, I'm leaving." He ordered, as the other line picked the call.

"Huh? We're leaving?" The tall guy queried.

"You can stay if you want Troy."

"I don't care but make sure Wayne's Corp hits the IPO top today."

"But we just got here." Troy whined again, as he grabbed another bottle of Morgan Rum.

"Bruce?? Bruce is that you? Wow! You really came." A young woman in her tweenties winked at the man.

"Wow! Who do we have here?"

"Miss Phoebe.... Never knew you still existed in New York." The man replied, with a cold face.

"Pfftt... Still the same old cold man though.

You never get ugly.. do you?" She smiled.

"Well...Being Handsome is one of my Qualifications." Bruce said, as a smirk appeared on his face.

"Anyways... I have to leave. See you later."

"Your father asked for a meeting with me."

"I wonder why?" Bruce gave a sly smile.

He walked away, while Troy followed suit.

"You know why her father wants a meeting. Right Boss?" The tall guy asked.

"Mind your business Troy... It's not your matter to think of."

"He wants to merge the two companies by marrying you two off... Properly because he is a good friend of your father." Troy explained.

"Shut Up!!" The voice echoed in the whole Mall...

******

"Shit... tell me this is not happening." Ava sighed, as she looked down at her dress.

How dare that jerk?

How could he do this and get away so easily? She twitched her lips.

"Miss. Please where can I find the restroom?" She asked, a lady that was dancing to the loud music.

"The Restroom? Over there at the left side, where the securities are standing." The lady acnswered.

"Ohh. thanks a lot." Ava thanked, as she walked faster.

Her dress was getting soaked as time goes on and the drink was staining the others.

Damn! why did she even bother coming here.

This was hell for her. She walked into the room she felt was the restroom.

Thank God. She heaved a deep.

She cleaned her dress slowly.. so she wouldn't stain the other parts that were unstained yet.

"Whew.. so much to come for meeting a Handsome. Right?" She hissed.

She washed her hands and walked out of the restroom.

Walking out of the restroom.. she smiled at the lady waiting outside.

Huh? why was she waiting outside.

There were so many cubicles inside. Right? Ava thought, as she smiled.

"You can go in Ma'am... they're many cubicles inside." She said, and the woman nodded.

He nodded too, and walked away from the restroom... adjusting her dress, when she bumped into someone again.

Shit!!! Ava screamed in her head.

This was the second time for Pete's Sake.

Who was this time? A God or A Goddess? She wondered, and looked up.

"Seriously? You again?" She bursted into more anger, glaring at the man in front of her.

"You again!" The man hissed, as he glared at her too.

"Me again? That's suppose to be my line Handsome not yours."

"Look what you did to my dress, You Pipsqueak." Ava yelled, as she poked his chest with her tiny finger.

"Hmm... Seems like you know each other very well Boss." A man said, and smiled at the lady.

"What are you smiling at? Take a look at my dress." Ava glared at both men.

"Your dress? How much does it worth?"

"Tell me? Where did you get it from? A Garbage Center?"

"Or wait... A Trash Pack?" The man asked, bringing out his wallet.

"What?" Ava blinked, trying to push in every thing he was saying.

"What are you talking about?" She mouthed.

"How much does it worth?" He asked again, taking out A Million Note.

Her eyes widened and she laughed

Was this man joking with her?

He stained her dress with wine....and he was now talking rubbish.

Was he even serious?

"You can't talk? Well then... use this for whatsoever damage I caused." He said, and grabbed her hand, putting the money on her hands.

Ava yanked her hands away.

Wow! She chuckled, and walked away... leaving the money behind.

She dialed Riley's number and it went through quickly.

"Where the hell are you, Ava? I've been searching for you?" Riley asked, her voice laced with worry.

"I'm fine.. I did not find the restroom early and then A Nasty Piece of Meat caused me so much trouble." Ava answered.

"A Nasty Meat? Hmm... Where are you?" Riley asked again.

"Uhmm...I don't know. The Wine Cart." She replied.

"Ohh.. I'm there too, wait for me there.

I wouldn't want you to be kidnapped.

Men can't control their eyes when they see a curvy being in front of them." Riley teased, causing Ava to roll her eyes.

"Shut up Riley and come quickly. I don't like it here." Ava said, and cut the call.

She huffed, recalling the nonsense she had to go through with that jerk.

One Million Note! For a minute there she was thinking of taking the money.

Damn! That money could change many lives.

How could one joke around with such amount. She thought, as she bit her lips hard.

"Ohh Wow! Here you are." She heard, and scoffed again.

"Let's get out of here Riley...I wanna go home." She rolled her eyes, and walked away towards the exit.

T. B. C