The Proud Boss Lady. novel Chapter 32

“The view here is breathtakingly beautiful," Freya said to no one in particular. She was supposed to come with Zed, but he ditched her last minute.

After all, he's not my boyfriend. She said to herself.

“It sure is beautiful." Another voice said standing beside her.

“Yeah, and peaceful..." she trailed off.

“He ditched you right?" Noah smirked.

“Excuse you?" she tried getting all defensive.

“Calm down, I am no stalker, but your reactions show you were ditched by someone you planned the night with," he explained.

“Yeah, we were supposed to meet up here for a dinner, but he ditched claiming he had to do some things, and here I am," she told.

“ At least he's not rude or doesn't act all bitchy as the whole world revolves around him." he sighed.

“Ah, rich girlfriend problems?" Freya asked as he pulled a seat to join her at the table she sat on.

“Yeah, more like over pampered spoiled brat. But she's a good woman, it's just her attitude that stinks." Noah explained.

It sounds like Soraya Wayne he's talking about. Freya thought to herself.

“Enough of them, what do you do?" she asked.

“Im a personal assistant in a multinational company, what of you?" he inquired.

“CEO to FG fashion industry." she smiled sipping her red wine.

“The Freya Grey? In flesh and blood?" he asked shocked. She was not like Soraya. He had that mentality that all successful women were all bitchy, but she had proved him wrong that night.

“Call me Freya, and I didn't catch your name mystery man." she winked at him.

“I am Noah, and it was nice meeting you, Freya, I had fun. Can we do this again sometime? I promise not to ditch you." he had his fingers crossed.

“Of course we can, here's my card and call me when you want to meet up Noah, I enjoyed your company as well." she handed it to him.

“Care for one last drink?" he grinned showing his dimples.

“ I'd love that," she replied.

“ Where have you been?" Soraya asked Noah as he entered the house. She'd been worried sick about him.

“Out," he replied.

“Out where?" she urged.

“Out, out," he answered about walking out on her as she grabbed his arm pulling him towards her.

“Look, I'm sorry for how I talked to you and treated you. I really am." she apologized hugging him.

“It's fine though, you really crossed the line." he hinted.

“I am sorry," she grit her teeth.

“More like you're not." he walked past her into the room.