Chapter28

I then made my way for Heather's office. I reached her door and knocked. Heather's POV: "Come in." I said. I looked up to see the new employee enter the office. What did he want? "Good morning." "Yes, good morning. What do you want?" He smiled and I noticed something that gave me goosebumps. His smile suddenly made me think of– Sheridan. It was similar. But then, the last time I saw Sheridan was years ago, so... "Well, I just had breakfast and I decided to bring you something." I looked at him. "Why?" He stared at me and I suddenly felt uncomfortable. "I'm just trying be nice. I'm sorry if I disturbed you. I have a feeling you don't really appreciate me. I'll leave now." he turned to go but I stopped him. "No! It's okay. I'm just– not in my mood. Wh– what did you get me?" He came over and dropped the things on my table. "Just a cappuccino and cinnamon biscuits." I looked at him. Cinnamon biscuits were my favorites since I was a kid. Late uncle Paul always bought them for me whenever he came visiting. "Everything okay?" he asked slowly with a little smile, "You look surprised." "Um, well, cinnamon biscuits are my favorites." "I know." his reply was casual. "You know? Who told you?" "No one, Heather." My heartbeat strangely increased when he called my name. He didn't say miss. He'd called my name like he knew me. "It's miss Heather or Miss Welds." I managed to act tough. "No such formalities between us." 'What??' "Excuse me?? Who do you think you are?" "Ace." "Huh?" "Hey, girl!" Shirley barged into my office happily, interrupting me. She was my very close friend. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Ace. "Oh. Sorry. Didn't know you were occupied." "No it's okay. I was leaving." Ace replied, "Have a good day, miss–" he looked at me straight in the eyes and added, "...Heather." He turned to leave and looked at Shirley. "Have a good day too." he smiled at her. Shirley looked at him speechlessly, her mouth slightly open until he left. Once he was gone, she turned to me. "Girl, who the fuck is that??" she asked, quickly taking a seat. "I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I only know that he works here now and calls himself Ace." "Hum. Well, Ace is a hottie! I guess I'll be visiting you often now." she laughed. I was still too disturbed to reply. Heather's POV: Shirley convinced me to leave the office and follow her to the mall for a shopping session. I couldn't even refuse in the first place. "Fine, Shirley. You win." "Yes! I always do." I smiled and stood up. "Yeah, right. Let's go." I got my handbag and we left the office. "Where are you going?" Sawyer asked, folding her arms, when we met her on the corridor. "None of your business, Sawyer. Get out of the way." I said, irritated. "I'm not going anywhere, Heather. Mom said you should never leave work before time. Especially for useless things." I looked at her. "And what makes you think I'm going to do something useless?" "Her." she referred to Shirley. "Excuse me?? What are you trying to mean?" Shirley asked irritated. Sawyer smiled provocatively. "Simply that useless people encourage useless things." "What?" Shirley made a move for Sawyer but I stepped in the way and angrily stared at Sawyer. "Sawyer, stop. I respect you enough as my little sister but don't take my leniency for granted." She frowned. "So you think I'm taking you for granted, huh?" "You've always had. And I forgave you every time. Even when you caused me a lot of pain." Sawyer's brows shot up. "Great. I guess you're referring to what happened in the past." "Yes." She rolled her eyes. "Get over it. If I didn't report every time, we would never have had all of this." she referred to the company. I felt my little fists close up tight. I turned to Shirley. "Shirley, please go to the car. I'm coming." Confused, Shirley did as she was told. I turned to Sawyer. "None of this is ours." "It is now. Sheridan is dead. You're all grown up now. Get over it, Heather." I looked at her. Sawyer was a real pain at times. She scarcely had respect for me. And that, since we were kids. She never took me seriously because I was always quiet and didn't speak up. "Sawyer?" I called, feeling a lump in my throat. "What?" "There's a day I won't forgive you. And there's a day when justice will be done. I would love to see you after we'd lose everything." "Are you trying to scare me?" "I'm trying to warn you. I'm not only asking you to respect me, I'm asking you to be careful." "Say that to my hand, big sis." I looked at her. I smiled. I was slow to anger and wouldn't let her get me. "Fine." I walked past her. "Heather!" she called, "Heather! I'll tell mom!" "If she wants, she fires me! I'm not her sidekick nor partner in nonsense like you are!" I replied as I walked away. "Heather!" "Fuck off!" * Ace's POV: I'd just heard a quarrel between Heather and Sawyer. I was on my way to another office when I saw them and had decided to hide and listen. I wasn't surprised. Sawyer had remained the same after all these years. It was crazy the level of disrespect she had for Heather. Just because Heather was quiet and tolerating like always? I had a lot to discover or find out. Heather called Sawyer her mother's sidekick and partner in nonsense. I had to discover why? Getting closer to Heather would not only help me regain her heart, it would also help me discover a lot. As for Sawyer, I now shared the hatred I had for her mother with her. I was stupid for having thought Sawyer had maybe changed. She was the same. She and her mother would regret a lot.