CEO Ethan(2)

The receptionist looked up and was stupefied for a minute. The vision was just too breathtaking. She had seen her fair share of good looking men while working here but this was at another level.

She gulped but maintained her professionalism.

"Yes Sir, I am sorry about that."

"So if the name is not listed, then you will refuse entry to anyone who walks in?"

I asked my eyes cold.

"I - I wait, let me double check with CEO Ethan secretary,"

She stammered, fumbling for her phone, her hands shaking.

The receptionist dialed the number but no one was picking up. She tried many more times but there was still no answer. She looked up at them in fear, seeing two pair of eyes staring at her in displeasure. The one who had spoken earlier looked even more unhappy and she could actually feel the pressure and fear filling her entire body.

She was cursing inwardly but who could she complain to? She turned to the one person who appeared to at least look kind.

"Mr. Delatour, I'm really sorry but -"

"I'm not Mr. Delatour my father is. I am the

director and my brother here is the future CEO of Delatour Corporation."

Delatour Corporation?

The receptionist's face paled. Who in the Company didn't know Delatour Corporation It was their boss's boss company! And this young boy was a Director there and the other the future CEO? Is she going to lose her job?

"Seriously Xander"

I said while raising an eyebrow.

"Is this a joke? Even if we are early, shouldn't have they been notified to be expecting us?"

"Welcome to my world"

I was a little flabbergasted by wat my brother said and didn't say anything else.

The receptionist quickly said.

"My apologies. Please wait in the lounge while I get this sorted out."

I was going to say another thing again but my brother lift his hand and said:

"That's fine"

With the same expressionless face. I seem to understand something so I said too:

"It's not your fault. You're only doing your job. Keep it up."

The receptionist breathed a sigh of relief. There weren't many people who would be willing to let this go and even blame her for not letting them through. She's seen her fair share of arrogant people. So her respect of them increased.

Indeed, I did not blame the receptionist. She was merely following protocol.

" I also doubted that CEO Ethan wouldn't have informed the receptionist, so there was something that went haywire in the chain of command. The question is, was it deliberate or mere incompetence?"

My only answer to him is a nod off my head.

"I think with the data we gather on the personal it was deliberate".

I didn't say anything to my brother and he didn't give me another explication.

Throughout the entire time, the receptionist kept glancing at us in nervousness as we sat elegantly at the waiting area. I leaned back on the chair, one leg placed across the knee of my other leg as I looked at my phone. My brother is the same he is looking at his iPad.

It was now 9.30am.

The receptionist was ready to cry at her desk. Because until now nobody answered her phone call.

The moment it was 9am, she could feel the air freezing even more. As the minutes ticked by, the feeling of uncomfortableness became more and more to the point that she felt as if there was some impending doom looming above.

She cursed Jean for the umpteenth time. Why was the call not getting through? She had kept on trying and trying. She was even tempted to go up and ask personally but there was no one to man the desk if she did.

So all she could do was keep on trying every minutes yet failed.

When she saw Jean walk through the lift, the receptionist was so happy. Finally! She was safe!!

As Jean walked out the lift, her eyes fell on the striking people at the waiting area. She had to admit, they did pose a rather pretty picture. Yet, that's all that it was. A pretty picture. No substance. Just like a vase. Though she did give them points for not throwing a tantrum at having to wait for so long.

As I watched the person responsible for the farce this morning, I didn't bother to hide my displeasure. I see that my brother except for his more freezing aura didn't have any other expression. So it seem that was something he had been expecting. What reasonable man would be happy to have been kept waiting?.

It was a well-known fact that the Delatour reached where they are now due to their meticulous and often cold-hearted and some time cold blood approach to business. What was not known was that such an approach was due to the volatile temperament in their genes. So in the years I was training I learned how to be patient. This is why it is easier for me to control my temper.

Jean plastered a fake smile on her face as she gave a little bow and said:

"I am so sorry to have kept you waiting. CEO Ethan had been held up at an emergency meeting."