MTLNOVEL Chapter 660: Sorry situation.
Selene stared at Arwen and smiled. "Of course, I do. After all, why else will you let me stay? It's because you can see that what I am saying is the truth." She then paused and said, "But Arwen, I think you should reconsider it."
Arwen arched her brows at her and heard her continue. "Accepting what doesn't belong to you is not good. Be it Aiden or the gifts he and Grandpa Winslow have given you."
"Ms. Martin," Arwen interrupted, "If I were you, I would have reconsidered things for myself instead of suggesting to others."
"What do you mean?" Selene asked, her brows tugging in a frown. "Are you suggesting that you intend to go back on your words now?"
"I don't go back on my words, Ms. Martin," Arwen said with a smile that could pierce one's soul. "But you shouldn't forget your position. I might have let go of your previous offence, but I won't make it my habit. So, remember who you are the next time you talk. Don't forget the identity you hold in this house."
"You are a guest, and a guest is liked when they are kind and polite." Her words were no longer just a warning; it was a threat, and the sharpness in Arwen's gaze made sure that it was delivered well. "Now, I am getting late. I will leave first. You can take your time."
And with that, she turned and descended down the steps.
Selene's watched her. Her fingers clenched. "No, Arwen. I won't give you the chance to go back on your words. You will leave Aiden to me, and I will make sure you do it." Muttering that under her breath, she stared at Arwen crossing the living hall, only to exit the house.
She then turned and walked away by herself.
Behind her, Mr. Jones stood and watched. Morgan's words spiralled back to his thoughts, and he shook his head. Maybe he was worrying for nothing.
Meanwhile,
Arwen had already left the company in her car. She had gotten late, and it was already close to afternoon. Fortunately, there was nothing urgent that required her in the first half of the work hours.
As Alfred drove, she took the time to dial a number. Ryan's number.
She hadn't thought she would reach Ryan out, but after confronting Aura yesterday, she realized there were a few answers that she would only get from him. So, without hesitating for longer, she dialled his number.
The rings went through a few times before it was finally answered.
"Arwen!" he reacted even before she could speak. There was a slight desperation in his tone that Arwen didn't miss.
She paused for a second, responding, "Yes, it's me."
"You called?" Ryan asked as though he couldn't trust it. But then the next second, he composed himself and spoke again, "I mean, you are calling me, Arwen? Did something happen?"
"Can we meet?" she asked straight away without beating around the bush. "Do you have time today? If not, I am fine with even tomorrow. There is something I need to ask you and —"
"I have time today. Let's meet," Ryan responded, not letting her explain more.
Arwen nodded to herself and then spoke through the line. "Fine, then. Let's meet later." And confirming that, she hung up.
When she reached her office, Mia followed to brief her about the urgent things on her schedule.
Arwen followed all the arrangements accordingly —signed the documents that needed her signature, reviewed the plans and attended the meetings that were scheduled —and soon she was done for the day.
As she returned to her desk, she took a deep breath and then, glancing at Mia, asked, "Is there anything more remaining?"
Mia gazed down at her working tablet and then shook her head. "Nothing, ma'am. Everything on your list has been done. There is nothing more for today."
Arwen nodded, checking the time on her watch. "Great," she commented, reaching to take the glass of water kept on her table. "Then with everything done, I could leave."
Completing the glass of water, she got up from her chair. Then, grabbing her bag, she was ready to leave when she halted in her steps and turned to look back her secretary.
"Mia," she called softly, and the girl turned to look at her.
"Ma'am?"
"We have to attend the event tomorrow. Be ready, I will send someone to pick you up."
Mia smiled, nodding.
And with that, Arwen didn't linger longer. She left the office and soon the company.
At the same time, on the other side of the city, all the arrangements of the party were in the process.
The best people were assigned to do the jobs, but even so, Emily was wandering around making a fuss about every little thing. Everyone was getting irritated by her antics, but they were all trying their best to accommodate her, given that she was going to be the next heiress of the Quinn family.
"I don't know what's wrong with the Quinn family. Are they really serious about making her the heiress? I mean, she doesn't look deserving at all." One of the people commented in disapproval as he watched Emily arguing over the choice of flowers.
Another person clicked his tongue and responded, "What can you do about it? If someone wants to be blind, even donating eyes to them wouldn't be helpful. The Quinn family has decided on her, and she is going to become the heiress tomorrow."
"I know, but I just feel bad for them. I heard their real princess is far better than the fake, yet the parents are bent on disowning her and adopting her. It's such a sorry situation."
Shaking their heads, they didn't talk for long. They went to their jobs just to make sure everything gets completed before evening of the event.
At the corner of the hall, Lia, Catrin's secretary, heard it all. Although she was supposed to follow Catrin's order, she realized there was something else that she should do.
And deciding on it, she pulled her phone to make a call. As the call got connected, she spoke through the line, "Mr. Robin, this is Lia. Sorry to disturb you, but there is something urgent that I need to report to President Quinn."