Chapter 33
033 The Old Coaster
Scarlett's POV
Who says bitching is land you should always take the high road?
| took the high road and all | got was humiliation, pain, and a late "thank you". | didn't want to bitch about it, but
it surely felt great!
After the night where | lashed out at Sebastian, | have seen a new light in my life. My heart. doesn't hurt every
damn second for him, and | can finally focus on my own life with a fresh. view. | wasn't ready to move on hen |
signed the divorce papers, but | am now.
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| feel like | was given a new life.
| thought it would take long before I could get used to him being with Ava after the divorce, and I thought it
would hurt until | could finally be numb.
Turns out, all | needed was to speak up and get it over with. Maybe this is the "closure" people talk about.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss Scarlett?" The reception at the Dunn Corp's headquarters comes towith a flattering smile, "The CEO is
ready to see you if you follow me, this way."
| don't sign my last nunless | absolutely have to. Not that | would want to, but it's one of the "lessons"
Gabriel taughtwith his fists. All the better.
"Of course, thanks," | grab the folder in my hand, not following her before taking a deep breath to calm my
throbbing heart.
| got Adrian's reply on the day after that messy night-
[Intrigued. You know where my office is.]
| was prepared for a rejection, AND | had a long speech to give him for that. But I didn't expect such a decisive
approval, and | was the one having doubts. | took a few days to go over my script again, making sure it was
ready as | was before | came. | NEED this.
Being one of the oldest names in the media field, the Dunn's building stands in the city center, tall and boring,
with the scene of a prudent scholar from the last century, unlike Sebastian's information-age style building with
all the modern, young elements. Just like the two very different men.
| wish the receptionist could leave, but she waits by the door, waiting forto knock with a polite smile. | have
no choice but to take a long, deep breath in front of her, checking my tight. blouse for wrinkles and my black
skirt for hair or dust. First impressions are important. The old Coaster
+25 BONUS
She waits patiently, and after | sneak in a slight stomp on my high heels, | knock.
"Con in," A clear, light voice answers.
| don't really know Adrian Dunn. We went to the shigh school, but we never spoke once. in school. The first
and last words we exchanged actually happened after graduation. Well, not even "exchanged". He said "Nice
car" when | was about to drive away, and | did with | have to admit that encounter plays a huge role in my
nervousness right now.
At his answer, the receptionist leaves with a swift turn, and | twist the doorknob with a drumming heart, and
open the door to a huge, bright room.
Sebastian likes to play close with his team. His office is just an expansion from the desk he used when he started
his business with his "guys". They eat right in the open kitchen and play games to relax right outside of his
office. But not Adrian. The Dunn Corp is the definition of old fashioned elegancy.
A full glass wall opens to the city view. Though this piece of land is crowded with big money. his 50th-floor
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwindow still has quite a view.
Right now, Adrian Dunn is standing in front of that view, a glass in his hand.
He has great taste in styles, the sas Sebastian. Ironed straight suits line out his long legs well, giving him a
sharp feeling. His white shirt is wrinkleless, showing his wide back and muscled arms without coming off as tight.
The biggest difference between him and Sebastian is his spotless table versus Seb's messy
one.
"I hope the trip over isn't too dreadful? Driving in the city can be a hassle," He turns towhen he hears the
door, putting down the glass on an old coaster.
The coaster looks old and dirty, standing out from his luxurious clean table. It looks like scheap souvenir at
ssmall, levent. None that would have anything to do with the gentry in front of me, so | took another
glance at it. "Like it?" Adrian's long finger knocks on it twice lightly, his
My heart skips a beat.
. . Xx
eyes taunting as he smiles at me.