Chapter 187 - How To Cut A Diamond? (1) (1/2)

Adam was about to ask her to shut her babbling mouth and leave as he held no interest in her or her Dad. He could feel the death glares that were being thrown by Stella at her. He was about to shoo the pestering fly off him, but stopped when and idea cropped up in his devilish mind. He had never seen Stella getting jealous, it wasn't too late for that, was it?

”Adam?” Clara called his name slowly, seductively bashing her fake lashes, when she didn't hear a reply from him.

Adam who was lost in his own thoughts, came out of his dream world when he heard his name. Realizing that it was the shameless woman sitting next to him, he furrowed his brows before questioning her. ”Were you saying something? I didn't get much of it?”

The woman's face flushed in embarrassment when she registered his blatant words. It was obvious that the man couldn't care less about what nonsense she was spouting. She was about to give up on trying to converse with him, but what she heard next, gave her some courage and changed her mind to give.

”Are you alright, Miss?” Adam asked her. Even though his voice was devoid of any emotion and his face was as blank as an untouched art paper, his mere plain words of 'concern' were enough to make her heart do a somersault in joy.

”Uh--Y-yes.” She replied, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.

Adam cleared his throat as he tried to suppress the smile which was threatening to embrace his lips. He could feel the shift in the direction of the death glares. Earlier, they were being directed towards the woman but after his query, they were being directed at him. 'Let's see how long can you stay quiet.' He smirked inwardly.

”I couldn't quite catch your name, miss, what was it?” He asked her as one corner of his lips raised up.

”Clara, Clara O'Neil.” The woman replied to him gracefully. She was taken aback by his charms. He heard so much how the personality of the Adam Levinson, but having a bite of it in person, was definitely something else.

”Clara. A lovely name for a lovely lady.” He gave her a polite smile.

Stella who was watching the woman from the moment she had come to their table, felt her blood began to boil when she saw that Adam was replying to her. It was out of his usual self. 'May be he really finds her attractive.' A thought popped into her mind and she felt something crushing her heart. Pushing that hurtful thought aside, she clenched her fists.

'No, no, no. It's not the right time to think like that. I need to do something to send that pestering fly away from my man.' She gathered up her courage.

Picking up her wine glass from the table, she took a sip before setting her eyes on her target.

”I am looking forward to working with you.” The woman, named Clara, added giving him a bashful smile. ”Dad praises you all the time. He's right to do so. You aren't even half of his age, and yet you have achieved so much, that too in such a small amount of time.” She continued to talk even though Adam was barely paying her any attention. All of his attention was on the woman sitting next to him, adorning a cream colored frock.

He felt the chair next to him move. He could see her silhouette move from the corner of his eye. He was expecting her to interrupt the woman who was spouting God knows what nonsense. But to his disappointment, she walked passed by them towards the other end of the hall where the band was playing. His eyes trailed her movements, not leaving her slender figure even for a single moment.

He saw her walking up to the band leader and mutter something. The band leader frowned as her words made their way into his ears, but not long after he nodded his head, probably agreeing with whatever she had told him.