Alexander POV
"And that-"
"Mr Knight, I'm sorry to interrupt butBethany Kingsley called and says she wants you to call her-"
"Well tell her I'm busy." I interrupted Charlotte when she popped her head through the door.
"I did sir but she said it was urgent and that you need to call her back, right now."
Oh Jesus Christ..
"I'll be right back." I walked out of the meeting all the while scrolling through my phone for Bethany's number.
"This better be important Bethany." Was the first thing I said when she picked up on the second ring.
"It.. it's Amelia! Please come quick I.. I don't know what to do!" She sounded panicked which wasn't very common for Bethany so this must have been very important.
"What happened to Amelia?"
"I.. I don't know! She got a phone call from somebody and she.. she just fell down and started crying! I don't know what to do Alexander! Please come quick!" Bethany sounded like she was on the verge of tears at this very moment.
"Reschedule the meeting for tomorrow." Charlotte nodded and looked at me like she was concerned.
"Is everything alright Mr Knight?" All she got was a brief nod before the elevator doors slid shut.
***
"What the hell happened?" I asked when I walked in and saw Amelia sprawled across the floor, sobbing very loudly if I may add and Bethany trying to comfort her, looking like she wanted to cry herself.
"I.. I don't know, she.. she got a phone call and whatever that person said to her made her drop her phone," she motioned to the bits and pieces of what used to be Amelia's phone, "and she dropped down then started crying." She looked so scared it wasn't even funny.
"Amelia?" I walked over to her and knelt down beside her. "What happened?" I asked softly pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.
When she didn't answer, I stood up and shifted her, put an arm under her legs and another one on her back and lifted her up bridal style. She immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head into my chest, her tears wetting my shirt.
"I.. is there anything I can do?" Bethany looked at me then looked at Amelia like she was going to break any second.
"Call Isabella." She nodded and scrambled through her contacts for the number.
"I.. Isabella? It's Amelia," she stopped to listen to whatever Isabella said, "uh yes, please can you come?" Bethany said into the phone.
"Ye.. yeah at their house." She hung up the phone after hearing what Isabella had to say and put the phone in her purse.
"What did she say?"
"She said she'll be here in 20." She looked at Amelia who had stopped sobbing, tears rolling down her cheeks silently.
"Thank you Bethany." She nodded her head and smiled weakly, still looking at Amelia concerned.
Bethany left and I carried Amelia upstairs to the bedroom, her still quietly crying.
"Isabella will be here in a few minutes, okay?" I said and put Amelia down on the bed. She didn't respond but just looked at the wall behind me, tears still flowing down her cheeks.
***
"Amelia?" Isabella knelt down beside the bed where Amelia was still silently crying. She sat up on the bed and Isabella gave her a hug, she herself crying.
"What's wrong?" She wiped the tears that continued rolling down her cheeks.
"M.. mom." Was all it took before they both broke down into tears.
I walked out of the room, leaving them to comfort each other.
"Hello?"
"Charlotte I need you to send over some files from my office, I won't be returning to work until tomorrow." I opened the door to my study and and took off my jacket.
"Yes sir but umm.."
"But what?" I sat down behind my desk and loosened my tie. "Isn't it usually Leila who does that sort of thing?"
"Charlotte?"
"Yes sir?"
"Did I stutter?"
"N.. no sir?"
"Then get me the damn files and don't forget my laptop too." I hung up before she could respond and sighed in exasperation.
"Hello?" I answered the landline in the kitchen when it rang 20 minutes later.
"Sir we have a Charlotte Webster dropping off files and a laptop, should we send her up?" The security guard at the gate inquired.
"Yes you can send her up." I hung up the phone and sat on a stool at the kitchen island, waiting for the doorbell to ring.
Ding dong..
"Evening sir." Charlotte greeted and handed me my laptop. "Charlotte." I gave her a brief nod and accepted my laptop.
"Oh and uh sir?" She scrolled through the files and folders in her arms, "you and Ame- I mean Mrs Knight have been invited to an event." She pulled out an envelope with the words 'Mr and Mrs Alexander Knight' written across it in cursive and handed it to me.
"Is this all?" I asked when she had handed me a bunch of files.
"Yes sir." I gave her a brief nod and closed the door with the side of my foot, the files filling my arm space.
"Okay, let's get on with this.." I opened up the first folder and started reading.
3 hours later...
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, resting my eyes. Just for a little while.
"You're tired." I opened my eyes to see Isabella leaning against the doorframe, looking at me dead in the eyes. I sat up and picked up a file from the bunch that were scattered across my desk and started reading it.
"No, I'm not and it's just 8 pm." I indicated at the clock that was situated on the shelf next to the floor length window.
"Yes you are and when was the last time you had a good night's sleep?" She crossed her arms and made her way over to me.
"It's was the day before yesterday." I put my glasses back on and looked at her, only now realizing how raw her eyes looked. "Oh you mean the night you slept at midnight?" Okay, do girls tell each other everything? Because how else would she know if Amelia didn't tell her? Just asking..
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