Chapter 4 4

Matt's nervous smile was the answer she needed.

She gapped, nearly tipping the vase behind her in surprise. ''That really handsome friend of yours?'' She repeated.

Matt met her eyes. ''You don't have to put it that way.''

Sam had heard about the scandal between Catherine Hales and THE Haven Gray. Their news had circulated around the internet like wide-fire. She was surprised to find out that these two who rocked the world with their relationship suddenly called it off. Haven had claimed they decided to go their mutual ways due to some complicated reasons, but Sam knew that wasn't the case. Well, she was one of the few who knew what really happened, thanks to her amazing investigative skills. Catherine had cheated. And on someone like Haven. Sam didn't even want to believe when she first heard of it.

Well, she always knew that woman was up to no good.

''Look, I'd really want to play housewife, but I won't,'' She explained, sending an apologetic smile to her friend. ''Find someone else.''

Matt groaned in defeat. ''That idiot's going to kill me.''

Just as he was thinking up his next option, the cafe door opened and a familiar face walked in, almost sluggishly. Matt immediately recognised her as the girl who had taken their order earlier this afternoon. Her strawberry blonde hair was hard not to remember. Her head was down, her movement slow. When she got to the counter, she raised her head and smiled at Sam.

''I don't think I can do the night shift,'' Her voice sounded like a whisper. Matt couldn't help but wonder. She was looking lively hours ago. What happened to her?

''Why not?'' Sam inquired. ''Something wrong?''

The girl, Alexis, if he could remember correctly, shook her head. ''I don't feel so good.''

''Oh, in that case, go home and get some rest. I'll call you,'' Sam said, reaching over to pat her shoulder. Alexis gave a curt nod and turned. When she was out of the cafe, Matt turned to Sam.

''How about her?''

''What is this? An auction?'' Sam glared at him.

''Please, it won't hurt to ask.''

Sam paused momentarily, as if thinking about it. Then she sighed. ''Fine, I'll ask.''

Matt breathed out in relief, tackling her into a hug. ''Thank you.''

She laughed, her expression suddenly stern. ''Just know this, if anything happens to her. There will another scandal.''

Matt dismissed her threat, waving her off and looking ten times brighter than he did when he first walked in. ''Call me to know what she says, alright.''

He headed out with a wave.

Sam shook her head, muttering an 'idiot' under her breath. Wiping her hands on her apron, she made her way towards her phone, hoping Alexis had gotten home already. After dialing down her number, she waited, tracing the flowery patterns on the wall as the phone rang.

On its fifth ring, Alexis finally picked up.

''No.'' Alexis replied firmly.

''Alexis, come on. I know you need the money,'' Sam said. ''And with what you just told me, you need all the money you can get.''

Alexis resisted the urge to hang up because she knew Sam was right. But she was no fool. Even though she lacked the experience of the real world, she had enough common sense to spot a shady situation when she saw one. The predicament that Sam's friend was suddenly in smelled like trouble and she didn't want to be a part of it.

''I value you as a friend and a boss, Sam,'' Alexis began, looking up from her contact list. She was looking for who to call when Sam had called. ''But I can't involve myself with a desperate guy who wouldn't just tell his mother the plain truth.''

''It seems to be a complicated thing.'' Sam sighed. ''And I own this guy, well, I own Matt.''

''Then why don't you do it instead?'' Alexis ran a hand through her hair. ''I don't even know the guy.''

''I'm sure you do. He's a regular,'' Sam said.

''Doesn't change anything.''

''He'll pay you triple then.'' Alexis' ear perked up. She could almost hear Sam grin in a silent 'gotcha.' ''In fact, any amount you want.''

''You're lying.''

''I'm not. This guy is an hotshot.''

Alexis remained silent. After a few minutes, she exhaled rather loudly and groaned. ''Fine. I'll do it.''

Sam sounded relieved. ''I knew you'd agree. I'll send you his details.''

''Fine, whatever.'' Alexis hung up. Immediately, her phone rang. It was a message from Sam. ''That was fast.''

Sam told her that a guy named Matt would call her tomorrow morning and take her to go meet Haven Gray, her 'fake husband.'

Haven Gray? Why did his name sound familiar?

''Might as well start getting prepared.'' she said, going into her wardrobe.

Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough.

''The plans for the construction have begun smoothly. We've estimated a budget and we are ready to move. All we need is your signature now sir.''

Haven looked up from his phone to see nervous eyes staring at him anticipatingly. Johnson, the one who had given the construction review, stared at Haven, visibly worried for his response. Haven blinked. He had almost forgotten he was in a meeting. He coughed lightly, straightening up in his seat. ''When do the constructions starts?''

''A week from now, sir,'' Johnson replied with a big smile.

One of the workers seated beside him, pointed to the desk. Haven shifted uncomfortably, staring down at the paperwork in front of him. For some reason, he couldn't concentrate well today. He sighed. It was all Matt's fault, telling him he had found someone and had planned a meet up today. Every few seconds, he would glance down at his phone wondering if it was time yet. What was taking Matt so long?