Chapter 6 ARROGANT VISITOR

The atmosphere of the entire room changed from the normal way it used to be with a little trace of anxiety to one that had a load of it. In fact, it was not just that it had a load of anxiety but that there was a visible sign of excitement that could be seen both on the faces and in the manner the men now moved their bodies.

What was she expecting? Trevor Holt was a big name . Not everyone would get the opportunity to see him in person let alone meet with him. Tracy was visibly perplexed.

" What do you mean by that ? " She asked Fiona. " How can he be coming to this place?"

" I have no idea why it is so . " Fiona replied. " But he's a few minutes away from us. "

" Shut him off. " She said coldly .

" What is that supposed to mean? " A board member queried .

" Prepare to welcome him . " Another chipped in.

" If truly all you have said about him having a hand in everything that is happening is true, then we will have to confirm it by ourselves. "

Tracy , though , was the president of the group , still had no such right . It was not a dictatorial sort of rulership per se. Besides, she knew there was a need to let Greg come and freely . However, she knew what her tears were . The last time she met that bastard son of a bitch , he had spilled a heavy load of trash from his mouth.

Marry me.

The two words became more alive in her head than it had ever been .

" The Hall group has a certain level of prestige that will be maintained. " Tracy said in response to the rising excitement that she could see clearly. " The president of this group is having a board meeting with the members of the board . Until we are done here, no damn son of a bitch is allowed to interrupt our reason for gathering here. "

To this statement, there was a little murmur through the room. It amazed her even more to perceive that the so-called members of the board who should have a little respect for themselves are the very ones willing enough to pause a board meeting, right in the middle of it , basically because some dude arrived.

The meeting continued. But it did not have a very good voltage as it was obvious everyone's thoughts had reeled towards what the reason for the visit of a man like Trevor Holt would be about . Tracy too was not exempted.

" So," she said , bracing her shoulders tightly," that will be it. "

" Does this even sound feasible?" Someone asked. " I mean, who in the right state of mind would want to invest in something that is crippling down speedily like this? "

" I will pull off some contacts. " Tracy replied. " If things go as planned, we might , no , we will be able to save the day ."

Fiona barged in again. This time, her strides were very rigid. She walked straight to her boss without paying close attention to the members of the board.

" Ma'am Tracy, there is a little issue. " Fiona said in a low tone.

" Issue? " Tracy blinked. " What do you mean to say by that? What is the issue?"

Fiona drew closer and whispered into her ears. " Trevor Holt of Holt Empire is here. He said he is here to see you. . "

Tracy stuttered a bit but regained her composure before anyone would notice it.

" Where is he right now? "

" In your office. "

Tracy nearly yelled at her Secretary. But she could not even bring herself to muster enough energy to do that. There had to be ice in her throat .

In the next couple of moments, Tracy had finished with the members of the board. Right now, her shoulders are high and her legs striding as fast as they could to get to her office.

" Why the hell did you let that riff raff enter my office? "Tracy asked with a stern voice . '' Was there ever a time I mentioned something like that ? "

" No, ma'am. '' Fiona replied quickly, following slowly behind Tracy.

" How the hell did he get in?"

" I had opened your office to drop a set of documents. Before I could know it, someone was already standing right there in the office. "

Tracy cursed under her breath. " Damn you , son of bitch. "

In Tracy's office, Greg made himself very comfortable right in her swivel chair. His legs were raised and crossed against each other on the office table. His hands were locked against his abdomen . Literally speaking , he was too relaxed for a visitor who had broken into someone's privacy. He was still like that when he noticed the presence outside. Tracy had arrived.

" Greg!!" Tracy shouted his name as she walked into the office.

Greg , still seated and not moved, grinned broadly .

" What took you so long?" He asked calmly. " I've been waiting for you. "

Tracy walked straight to the table and dropped her laptop.

" I am getting you arrested right now. "

Greg chuckled and brought his legs down from the table, rising to his feet . Tracy could feel her heart drum a little bit. Every moment she looked at Greg, what she could was the riff raff from back in the years . Right now, his height and the aura around seemed to be pressing down on her.

" Don't make unnecessary moves , Tracy. You are still the same . " He smiled. " No changes yet . As hot tempered as ever. "

Tracy sighed heavily and stroked her hair, locking her arms against her chest.

" Greg, maybe you should-"

She was cut short.

" Trevor Holt. " Greg corrected.

" Spare me the damn crap!" Tracy yelled. " I don't give a fuck what the hell your name is . Just freaking leave my life alone! Leave the Hall group. "

Greg glanced at the laptop and smiled.

" Two charts in one. "He giggled. " I can do as much as leave the Hall group alone. Or maybe I can let it crumble before me. "

Tracy giggled and sighed. " Get out of my office. If you don't get out right this minute, I might be forced to have you thrown out. "

Greg , instead of taking steps , rather took steps forward , towards her. Tracy tried to maintain her stand . But Greg was too condescending. His eyes were readily piercing deep into the heart of Tracy.

" You want me to leave? " He said coolly. " You know me pretty well, don't you? " He drew nearer .

Tracy , at this point, could no longer stand him . She found herself taking backward steps.

" You already know what I want. " Greg smirked. " I want you. You are the price tag to save your group. "

Tracy's breathing was becoming tense. No way. She would not falter before this bastard. She stood her ground and stared back into his eyes.

" You won't get what you want. You will never have me. "

Greg smiled. " You've got some nerves , you know. Things seem to have changed here. But if you are willing to stand against me, that means you will be standing without family. "

Tracy winked. " What .. What is that supposed to ..mean? "

" Why do you think your father sent you to me? "

Tracy chuckled. " Are you implying by this that my father knew this?"

Greg laughed hysterically. Then,he stepped closer , bringing his face too close for comfort. In that same instant, the door to her office slid open and another male figure made his entry into the office. Tracy looked with eyes widely opened. Her body had frozen .

Steve!

Steve walked in and came to a sudden stop.

Was his woman about to kiss another man?

The food box in his hands slid from his grip and hit the ground.

" Babe!" Tracy shouted, pushing Greg off .

" What... What is." Steve stammered.." What is going on here?"

" It's not what you think. " Tracy said .

" You didn't tell him , did you? " Greg said, eyeing Steve .

" Tell me what?" Steve asked.

Greg chuckled. He was about to add salt to an injury.

" Tracy and I will be getting married. "

Tracy shut her eyes in frustration. There was no doubt that Greg had come to ruin her life.

In the next couple of seconds, she was running after Steve.