Chapter four: Friday , April 15th , 11:28am

Malia gazed in awe as her and ryder arrived at the gates of Harlen's million dollar philadelphia estate. The flowers seemed more vibrant , the grass even looked more greener than in the city. The estate was much more homey than you'd expect from someone so intimidating. Ryder opened the door allowing malia to get out. The smell of nature intoxicated her nose and she immediately felt peaceful.

"Its so beautiful here flint" She smiled , excited the world would finally get a chance to get a look at this place.

"Mr.Ivory informed me that he'd had some work he'd be attending briefly before he could come greet you" Malia nodded , remembering that he had mentioned something of that sort wednesday night.

"However he's instructed me to let you get settled in before taking you on a tour of the gardens and waterfall" Malia nodded eagerly.

Friday , April 15th , 1:30pm

Flint and Malia sat by the waterfall laughing as Harlen approached. He looked visibly mad causing Ryder to stand.

"Thanks Flint , your services are no longer needed" He says more maliciously than she figures intended. Malia sighs , wondering what soured his mood.

"Are you okay Mr.Ivory" Malia says cautiously , not wanting to be on the receiving end of his mood.

"Yes , i am thank you very much , did you enjoy your time with flint" He says bitterly but it comes out as more of a snarl than words. Malia stands up off the rock she was siting on and looks over Harlen confused. She'd done nothing to him and couldn't figure out why he sounded so angry.

"Mr.Ivory if this isn't a good time we can reschedule" She says standing in front of the man. She peered up at him , stepping back a bit when she realized she'd been accidentally invading his personal space.

"Non-sense , you didn't drive here for no reason , let's begin the official tour"

Friday , April 15th , 3:45pm

They toured almost every part of the house except the master quarters. Malia was breathless by the amount of architecture that went into the estate as was well as the decor. It was a classic home with stained glass and gold sculptures , yet it was modern , from what she gathered about Mr.Ivory it was in fact very much his type.

"You mentioned earlier this was your favorite vacation home growing up , what made you decide to renovate it and move in full time" Malia askes as they arrive at the master quarters. Malia wanted to make sure the camera man got clear footage of everything Harlen permitted them to shoot which took entirely too long.

"Honestly , i have some of the best family memories in this home" He looks fondly around the hallway before letting them enter his sweet.

"I love the city and i love all of my properties but this one in particular , me and my siblings ran the halls in the summers ,throwing water balloons at one another and getting scolded by our parents"

"It's reminds me how they saved me and the life they provided me with" The sincerity is in his voice is heart swelling. Malia smiles and begins touring his master quaters making sure the camera captured everything expect his bedroom , his closet and a random door that he would not tell her what its for.

"Juan can you stop filming for a moment and take a break" He nodded , ditching his camera before excusing himself.

"Come on , please tell me whats behind that door" Malia says in an annoying tone. Harlen knew better , Malia would probably run for the hills if she'd seen whats behind the door.

"Your the most stubborn woman i've ever met, why can't you just take no for an answer" He says glaring down at the rosy cheeked girl.

"Please , i promise it'll stay off record" She met his glare. Malia was a curious bee , and the moment you told her she couldn't was the moment she decided she wanted to. He walked closer to her , the space between them beginning to dissipate.

"What do you wear when your not working" Harlen asked curiously. The question through malia off guard quite a bit but she recovered.

"What an odd question, i don't know, casual wear" She said tilting her head to the side letting out a small laugh. Before she could even think about what she was saying the words where already out of her mouth.

"Do you have a girlfriend" The color in her face drained. It was like everytime he was around she'd began word vomiting. He peered down at her , a sly smirk began to spread across his face.

"No Malia , i don't do girlfriends" Her heart sank. What had he meant by that ? Did he lie when he said he wasn't gay ? Her thoughts began to swirl all over the place like a tornado before quieting down as he leaned in. Her heart began to race , she hadn't realized how bad she wanted him. The pair stood body to body but before he reached her lips he trailed off and whispered in her ear tucking a strain of hair behind it.

"I don't do girlfriends and even if i did i'm not the man you want" Malia cringed inside of embarrassment. Before he stepped back creating some distance between the two. She was sure the signs where their but it had been so long maybe she miscalculated. Great , she had just officially ruined her breakout interview/article.

"i've got to go" She said hastily grabbing her things. Informing the camera crew of her departure.

"Wait Malia" Harlen said chasing after her as she slowed down at the entrance of the estate.

"Yes Mr.ivory" She said with her eyes cast to the ground.

"Goodluck with the article , i hope you got everything you where looking for" He says staring at the back of her head as she entered the limo.

"Yes i did, Thank you" She said before the door closed. Malia began balling her eyes out as soon as flint put the car in drive. She didn't know if she was crying because of humiliation , because she just messed up the biggest opportunity she'd ever get or the fact that he didn't want her. She felt pathetic as she sobbed over something that was never hers to begin with.