Avery was ready a few minutes before 8 and was patiently waiting for Grey.
The stylist who she later knew to be Cara, hasn't gotten back to her even though she gave her a number that she could contact. Well, maybe she hasn't seen anything about Grey.
But Avery was anxious about it. She couldn't wait to know what was really happening.
A soft knock sounded on the door and Avery was certain that it was David. She took her bag and walked out of the room.
It was really David. She didn't say anything as she walk past him after throwing the car keys at him.
She was inside the car before Grey would move closer.
"Good morning," Grey muttered as he got behind the wheel.
"I don't see anything good in the morning," Avery muttered and stared out through the window.
Grey noticed the change in her mood. "Is everything alright?"
"We are seeing an important investor. You should drive. I don't want to be late."
"Avery?" Grey called softly but no answer came from Avery. He changed his mind about starting the engine and instead turned to look at Avery. "Are you alright? Did something happen?"
"Nothing happened. Just start the car and let's get out of here," she stressed.
Grey regarded her for a moment, "I won't start it if you don't say anything."
Avery looked at him. "Would you rather I take a cab? You know, I can go there without your help."
Grey released a sigh and turned away. After so much hesitation, he revved the car back to life and drove out of the parking space.
Avery released an exasperated sigh and lean against the door.
"Are you worried about meeting him?"
"No," Avery muttered.
"Are you sick?"
"No," Avery whispered.
Grey felt exhausted. "Then what the heck is wrong with you, Avery?"
"None of your business, David. Just drive, isn't that what I employed you for?"
Even though Grey loved the feeling that being quiet felt to him, he couldn't help but be worried about Avery. He wondered if something had really happened to her. Or perhaps, someone threatened her.
Yes, he wasn't supposed to be so curious and in fact, minding his business would help him a lot. At least, Avery would stop trying to get answers from him. But Grey was greatly worried.
"Do you plan on talking to me today? I mean about what is happening with you?"
There were a few minutes of hesitation from Avery's side. "I don't think so."
"Why?"
"Why?" Avery chuckled. "Stop the car," she announced suddenly.
"Wait a moment, what?"
"You heard me, David. No matter how strong you are, I'm still your boss. So now, stop this damn car!" She yelled.
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