192 Hunch 3 (1/2)
The hacker's voice crisply echoed in her mind.
'Now that I think about it, I actually tried to check if I will be able to get his sched, and I did. If he's not the one you're looking for, then it is nothing suspicious. But if he's the real deal, then he's either too lax about himself, or purposely masqueraded as a normal guy as to not alert his 'colleagues' from the deep and dark web.'
Amelia opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful flower garden before her. It was around 9 pm of the next day, at the party thrown within Alina Victory Hall by the new city mayor as a celebration for being this year's host city of the Olympics.
She held the champagne flute in one hand while leaning forward to the elaborate metal railing of the hallway. Three meters away, diagonally behind her was the side entrance to the luxurious hall. Since that door was not closed, the elegant classical music mixed with faint laughing noises drifted past to her ears.
However, the woman's mind was playing the few mysterious happenstances earlier.
She planned to probe that man out first through a face-to-face meeting, hence, she sent a subordinate to bring her that person, of course, through a polite invitation. To her surprise though, the assistant went back to her without the famed actor in tow, confessing with cold sweat running down her spine that she indeed met Chris Meyer but couldn't explain why she came back alone. The assistant did not follow up after, most probably fearing to be fired. Amelia thought back to this incident as a weird incident since she was aware of her people's competency.
As an intelligent and perceptive woman, Amelia noticed a few odd things about her perfectly fine assistant who left in good shape but returned slightly disoriented.
'... Blackmailed?'
The woman in an elaborately designed red gown bathing under the soft multi-color glow of the glass lamp nearby folded her arms underneath her chest. She never considered whether the assistant was under mind-control or not since the matter was just so far-fetched for a regular and realist lady like her.
'It seems that assistant will have to say goodbye to me then. A pity.'
She lightly shook the red liquid in the wine glass before bringing it near her equally red lips. She chugged the red wine until only half of it remained.
When she turned around to lean her back to the balustrade, she happened to take a glimpse of Sofony Silver speaking with that Mrs. Alfonso who she had just recently had a fallout with.
Mild irritation crept up on her delicate face. She didn't bother veiling it since nobody would see her from this angle. Also, she was currently alone.
It didn't take long for her displeased expression to change into a curious one. She carefully looked at the handsome and indifferent face of the man who appeared near Sofony Silver, her hazel eyes automatically filtering out Alessa who was next to him.
One corner of her lips tugged up. She parted her exposed immaculate back from the cold railing.
She thought to herself that it couldn't be helped. Amelia marched back into the gigantic hall glittering with dazzling lights, thinking of how to get the man to meet her.
...
Ten minutes later...
After sacrificing a part of her layered dress sleeves to some splashes of fruit liquor in a staged collision, she finally managed to have Chris accompany her to a break room. Of course, not without receiving a frosty glare from the other. She honestly admired the guts of the man as he was the very first actor to do so.
She must admit, the experience was refreshing. But does he have the rights? She wondered, an amused smile never leaving her crimson petal-like lips.
”... I was not informed that even the elder sister of our Queen of Primetime is an excellent actress...”
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Coldness seeped out of the man's eyes and for a split-second, Amelia Morgan felt as though she saw a tall behemoth staring down at her. Her lashes batted down a few couples of times. The pressure emitted from the handsome actor's body didn't seem forced or faked.
The personal attendant by her side seemed offended but the woman herself unconsciously smiled, the mole under her left eye looked so enchanting. ”Mr. Meyer must be jesting. First and foremost, I am a businesswoman. Everything I do is business and for the sake of business.”
Chris merely looked at her, listening. The feeling of interest in this accomplished junior stayed in her heart. But she was not aware that the man before her was actually internally debating whether to mind-control her or erase her memories of this talk.
Amelia maintained her professional smile. ”Please forgive my rudeness, Sir. I know this meeting is abrupt, but allow me to express my sincerity by not taking up much of your time anymore.”
Chris glanced down at his wristwatch, indifferently replying. ”Since that is the case, I won't be polite and take up your offer. May you please explain your reason for arranging this meeting within a minute?”
'Look at this little man. Good-looking but not cute.'