Chapter Mocking Her
The continuous ringing of her phone awakened her from her slumber, nonetheless, she kept her eyes close ignoring whoever it was calling her, laying still on her bed until the ringing stops, groaning she extended her hand to pick up the phone from the side table to check the identity of the person who dared to call her in the morning.
Rubbing her eyes, she sat up on the bed, covering her mouth to stop the yawning. She dragged notification bar down and found Samuel name on the top of the notification list, she felt bitterness all the way down to her stomach and swipe her thumb to remove the notification she was not in the mood of talking to him after what he had done with her yesterday.
Pressing the icon of social app, she was looking for something to divert her thoughts that were drumming over her mind and giving her severe headache. Sniffing she scroll down when a video caught her attention and she pressed to open her wide on the screen, the timing was wrong as when she pressed at the same time Samuel's name blinked on the screen and the call was answered instead of opening up the video.
Her breath hitched at what has happened, but now there was no way of ignoring the call. No matter how much she was fuming on him for his act, it was a bitter truth that she needs his support in achieving her target. With mix of emotions, she connected the device to her ear.
'Hello' she couldn't hide her rage, and it showed in her voice.
'You slept well?' she sensed amusement in his voice, her face flushed in red. He was making fun of her.
'Yes, I was sleeping. You should have careful about it' she responded rudely to him.
'By the way, I was impressed by your skills of seducing' he acted like he had not heard what she has said, and goes on with his chattering not bothering how she was taking it.
'Stop mocking me Samuel' she clenched her jaw, the urge of throwing away her phone pique, however, she tightened her hold on the phone to restrain herself from making her loss.
'Woah! Speaking truth is considered as mockery these days' he sounded disappointed.
'Why you called?' listening to his voice and words were just igniting a fire inside her which was burning her only.
'To discuss the matter which we were supposed to discuss yesterday but thanks to your sexual intentions, I have to discuss the matter with you on the call now' closing her eyes she inhaled a deep breath. 'Calm down Clara' she mumbled quietly while listening to him from the other side of the call.
'What is your next strategy' if the situation was different, she would have shown interest to him and an evil smile had plastered on her lips but everything was ruined by him, making her to act monotone with him.
'Use your dad' Samuel was unaffected from her picking of selective words, instead, he was glad as it was getting quick.
'My dad?' she asked confused.
'Yes! He can help you in getting chance to get close to Alessandro where you can use your same skills that you applied on me at him' pressing her lips tight, cursing him inwardly.
'How dad can help me' she demanded the elaboration.
'Use your brain Clara Peterson. You assume yourself smart, so prove it to me' he challenged her.
'But, why you want to involve my dad in this?' she was reluctant to ask her dad to help, because she doesn't know what was going on in his mind and she doesn't want her dad to get in any trouble because of her. Martinis are not someone you can offend easily.
'Isn't he the one wanting you to marry Alessandro at first place?' he asked, she hummed in response.
'Great! See I have given you hint already, now show me that you are the smart woman and make me impress like you did yesterday' he made fun of her.
'Samuel' she warned him, it was too much and he needs to stop, as much as she needs him, he needs her as well.
'Bye, I have a lot of work to do, unlike you. I will be waiting for hearing from you' he ended the call, ignoring her again and her face was burning due to insult, gritting her teeth she throws her phone aiming it to hit with the wall, with the loud sound it falls on the floor with screen smashed.
She stood up from her bed and opened the door of her room, intended to go to her father, she needs his help.
'Wait you jerk, once I become his wife. I will make sure to destroy you. You and your Autumn, hell to you guys' she muttered while covering teh distance between her room and her parents.
Pushing the door, she found her parents sitting close on bed, discussing about something.
'Are you fine, honey?' her mom asked worried.
'Dad, I need your help' Mr. Peterson furrowed. 'Sure, what is it?'