2. Reunion
Angel
“Look, I can’t call Mr. Alekos except for an emergency. He doesn’t like to be disturbed while he is working. Besides, I might get in trouble.”
Cherry might be frank with me, but if I don’t speak with Alekos…. A lump forms in my throat, and I swallow hard. “This is an emergency. Mr. Alekos is the only one who can help me!” My voice c racks, and my vision becomes blurry. I don’t usually cry in front of other people, but I might do it right now.
Cherry looks at me, and something flickers in her gaze—pity. “What did he do? Got you pregnant? If that is the case, it is best to talk to his lawyer.” She hands me a business card. Written in big, golden letters is the name of a law firm.
Staring at the card in my hands, I contemplate what will happen if I do say I am pregnant. Not that it was possible since Carlos never touched me, and the last time I saw Alekos was on his last day of high school—we didn’t speak that day since we were mad at each other. While I do have friends, I don’t dare to ask them to help me. But Alekos, if he is still the same as in high school, will be my ticket out of the city, or so I hope..
With tears still pooling in my eyes, I lie. “Yes. I am expecting his baby, and I am not going away until I speak with him.”
Cherry sighs dramatically before picking up the phone. “Mr. Alekos, a woman is looking for you. She says she is pregnant.”
“Who?” Alekos yells so loudly that even I can hear him.
Cherry winches. “She told me her name is Angelica Hernandez.”
“I don’t know any woman that goes by the name Angelica.” His cold, flat tone gives me the impression that he is not lying. The ba st ard forgot me. But I’ll be dam ned if I leave without talking to him.
“Whoever she is, get rid of her. Call security if you have to,” Alekos growls.
“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”
Cherry is about to put the phone on the receiver when I snat ch it away from her. Before she can stop me or Alekos can end the phone call, I say, “You might not remember me, but I am sure you know who my father is—Luis Hernandez.”
Alekos is silent for a moment but then says something that makes me want to scream. “Ah, it is you. Put the receptionist back on.”
Cherry takes the phone from me, and after giving me a death glare, she says, “Mr. Raptou?”
“Send her to my office,” he barks.
This man has always had an attitude.
Cherry gives me a visitor card. “With this, you can go to the top floor, where the CEO and the directors’ offices are. Florence is Mr. Raptou’s secretary. She will direct you to his office.”
“Thank you for the help!” I say as I take the card from her and make my way to an elevator.
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