✓ The Project II

To say I was shocked was underrated. I didn't expect to meet the blue eye guy, let alone to be 'Nicolas Blackwell'. And for a mere second, I thought I saw amusement in his eye too, but it faded as it came.

I snapped out when he raised his eyebrow and realized I was staring. I quickly restored.

"Mr Blackwell, nice to meet you."

He nodded in response and gestured me to sit.

"Ask your questions. I'll try to answer it the best I can but I'll not answer any personal questions."

"Sure" I replied, why would I

"Blackwell enterprise has grown well both in investment and tourism. Are you planning to join any other industries, Expanding the business?"

"No, our main focus is on investment and are planning to expand in that only. Not planning to join other industries in near future." He said leaning back in his chair and eyes on me as I jot down.

"Why not? I mean you are successful in investments so why not expand by joining other industries." I asked

"It's better to be the best in one before moving on to others."

"You are one of the best."

"But would like to expand in other countries. Want to be the best in the world." he replied casually. Impressive, he didn't sound arrogant.

"According to a few articles you are the to be CEO. Then why are you on the president's post and not as the CEO, why work under someone else?"

"Yes I would take the CEO post in the future, but not until my father retires. And I'm the one making deals though under my father, until it's best for the company. It doesn't matter who is the CEO, if the company keeps growing." He said putting his hand on the desk.

"Oh" I said in a low voice, probably to myself.

"Few articles are claiming that your company is involved in illegal works. Is it true?" I asked, surprising myself, I didn't plan on asking that question it just came out.

Afraid that he will get mad at the question. I quickly looked up at him, ready to apologize for asking. But to my surprise, he didn't seem mad, if anything he seemed amused.

He leaned forward on the desk and said "What makes you think I will answer that question. And it's not even part of your project so why are you so concerned about it?"

"I just wanted to know, I don't want to make my project on a company doing illegal work." I replied honestly.

"World is not how you think it is, Miss Rathore. Everyone has demons inside them."

"Yes, everyone has. But it depends on you how you tame it if you let it take over or can suppress it." I said. After a few seconds of silence I asked "You are not involved in illegal activities, are you?" with a frown.

"It seems that it really affects you." He said "If it makes you feel any better. No, we are not involved in illegal activities. The articles you read are the rumours spread by the competitors. None of them are true." He explained.

I just nodded.

After a few more questions, I gathered my things to leave.

"Thank you Mr Blackwell" I said with a smile.

"Sure, Miss Rathore" He said with a nod.

I left the office and sure enough, Mrs Sophie was waiting outside. Heading back towards the elevator and towards the cafeteria on the ground floor. We took our food and settled on one of the tables.

"Hope your meeting with Mr President went well." She said

" Ya it did, he is surely something else." I said

"He is different." She said

After having lunch. We went to Mrs Sophie's cabin. I sorted all the information I got and asked a few more questions required for the report.

I left for home after 2 more hours. Grabbing a very much needed coffee on the way.

The door was not locked, which means D was at home. I entered in and it was awfully silent, unlike D.

I left my things on the counter table and went to the kitchen, dumping my now empty coffee cup and having some water.

I went to the living room. And found Cal sitting on the couch. I plopped down on the armchair with a sigh and looked up at the ceiling.

Few minutes passed in silence. Which is very unlike Cal. I glanced at him, he was sitting with his hand on his knees and his head in his hands. Something is very wrong over here.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked

He looked up and said "yeah"

"You sure? And where is D?" I asked

"In her room, sleeping."

"Sleeping, at this hour?"

"Ya, she is not feeling well."

"What! What happened?" I asked worriedly.

"She got a fever in the afternoon, so she came home. She called me a few hours back. She was not looking good and she started crying as soon as I asked what was wrong, saying her body was aching." He explained, "It really pained me seeing her crying like that." He said, pallor clearly visible on his face.

I stood up and sat beside him putting my hand on his shoulder. "She will be alright it must be just a normal fever and she probably cried because she was feeling weak. Don't worry she will be fine soon."

Cal really cared for D, I can see that. He can be the funny and flirtatious guy but, when it is serious he will also be by D's side.

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