Chapter 3 JV Who

Cristine's POV

I was walking towards the elevator. Aron told me to buy his lunch to the nearest restaurant. He even instructed me not to buy to a fast food chain because foods are low class in there.

"If only I'm not in a mission, I will starve him to death," I whispered with my almost kissing eyebrows because of annoyance.

When the elevator opened, I was surprised to saw inside Miko, his pervert friend.

When he recognized me, he automatically stand straight and smiled at me which I answer with a fake smile.

I stepped inside and push the 1st floor button when the door closed.

"Where are you going, Miss Beautiful?" he asked in a low tone, enough for me to feel disgusted to the nickname he had given me.

Why does the word "beautiful" feels so good when other people call me that, but when it comes to him it sounds gross.

"Uhm... I'm going to buy some lunch, Sir. How about you? I thought you already left , Sir," I answered, trying to sounds casual.

"Yeah, I'm about to leave, but then I saw you. Maybe I could stay a little longer."

He smirked and I secretly rolled my eyes. Is he flirting with me?

Seriously?

"You're funny, Sir."

"No, I'm serious, Cristine. And please don't call me Sir. I have a name."

I just nodded and diverted my gaze. I looked at my right side, but all I can see was his reflection, looking at me with his sticky eyes.

I looked at my front, but I just saw our reflection, standing beside each other.

Damn!

Oh how I wish I just take the stairs rather than to feel suffocated in here with this guy.

"Let's have a date in weekend. I'll treat you," he suddenly said, breaking the silence.

I almost got choke by my own saliva because of what he said.

He was about to touch my butt when the elevator door opened and I immediately get out of there and faced him.

"I-I have a work on weekend, Sir. I'm sorry."

I immediately turned my back and walked as fast as I can, almost running.

**

"How's your work with the Quizon? Satisfied, annoyed, or rather not to say?" Lea asked over the phone.

"None of the above."

I heard her chuckled in the other side of the line. It's already midnight, but I'm still awake. I'm here at the comfort room for me to call my friend. I just want to update her that I'm still alive.

"How about your revenge? Did you started it already?"

"Not yet, I'm still thinking of a plan. And besides, I'm here as a maid, he has his power over me. I can't move freely."

She fall silent, so I thought she already ended the call, but after some seconds she spoke again.

"What if you try to make him fall for you and then break him into pieces?"

My left eyebrow raised in her suggestion.

"Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm dead serious. Maybe in that way you can make your plans work. No hassle, you just need a little bit of acting skills."

"I'm still in the right mind to not follow your instructions, Lea. My God! That's the most disgusting advice you have given me."

I rolled my eyes as if she could see how annoyed I was.

"Fine, fine. I'm just giving you some hint, it's up to you if you will consider it. Better go to sleep, Honey. Good night."

"Good night."

We both make a kissing sound over the phone before we ended the call. I put my phone back to my pocket and looked at the mirror.

Make him fall for me?

For a moment I think maybe Lea was right. If I can get his heart, then I can get his trust. After getting those two, I can do my plans easily.

I frowned and shook my head.

What am I thinking?

"I need a rest."

I washed my hands and get out of the comfort room before going to bed.

**

"Let me help you with that," Diana said to me, referring to the laundries that I'm washing.

"Thanks, I can handle this."

We were at the laundry room, washing tons of clothes that only Aron wore. Is he a snake? It's just a one week clothes, but it looks like a three weeks laundries.

"Okay, as you say. Besides I'm going to clean Sir Aron's room today. Gotta go--"

"Wait, what did you say?" I immediately grabbed her arms when she was about to leave.

Did I heard it right?

"I said I'm going to clean Sir's room today, why?"

I immediately stood up and wipe my sweat and hands. Aron was out to work today. This is good news to me.

"Is it okay if we switch? You do the laundry and I will clean his room. I'm his personal assistant after all."

She stared at me with confusion, maybe I look crazy right now, but this is the great time for me to do my mission.

"You sure?"

"Thank you so much, Diana!"

I kissed her cheek and I left her with a surprised look on her face.

I knocked to the door first before I opened it, making sure that no one was inside. I stepped inside and closed the door.

His room was so quiet. My footsteps are echoing inside, I even heard my own breathe and heart beat.

I walked towards his mini office and started to find the files again. I check his drawers, cabinet, and book shelves.

After five minutes I stand straight while my sweats are flowing down my neck and forehead. I found nothing but a papers of his business plans and other documents that I don't know where he was using for.

I sat on his swivel chair to catch some breathe. Where did he compiling some confidential documents?

I roamed my eyes inside and it landed above his table...

His laptop.

Right!

"Why didn't I think of this earlier?" I told to myself while going closer to his table.

I opened his laptop and saw that it has no password. I browse to his file manger and read all his documents and even his photo album.

When I found nothing on his documents, I go to his email and I saw something that made me curious.

"What are these?" My brows met as I scroll to his mail box, it was purely emails from him for only one receiver.

I read some of it, the previous one that he just sent early this morning.

I'm going to work now. Don't forget to eat your breakfast and take your vitamins if you have. I wish I was there to remind you everyday not to forget your car keys and wear your watch. Have a nice day. I'm still waiting.

I continued to scroll and read another one, it was an email one month ago.

Happy birthday to you. I just woke up and greet you in your very special day. How will you celebrate your birthday this year, huh? If only I could take you to Switzerland I would. Stay healthy and sweet. I'm still waiting.

All of his emails has a two common factors that I noticed. The "I'm still waiting" sentence at the end of every paragraph and the receiver whose name is...

"Jannah Villamor."