A Night with The Crazy CEO

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Chapter Ten

•BRIANNA•

Carlos kept trying to have a conversation with me, but I kept snubbing him because I wasn’t in the mood to talk.

“So, where are you going?” He asked me in a cheerful manner, driving lazily and looking ahead at the road.

“I thought I told you before my boss sent me on an errand.” I snapped rudely.

“Well, forgive me for having a poor memory.” He joked.

“I can clearly see that you have a bad memory,” I muttered, hoping he wouldn’t hear, but with the way he glanced at me, I knew he heard what I said.

“Tell me about yourself.” He stated, looking at me and focusing back on the road.

“My name is Brianna Jackson. A college dropout striving to make ends meet, care for her sick mother and get the best life for her younger sister.” I replied.

“Why are you the one doing all the work? What of your father?” He asked, and I gave him a sour look, which he didn’t notice, and if he did, he acted reasonably in behaving like he didn’t see me.

“He abandoned us when he learned of my mother’s sickness, and the burden became too much for him. He went off to marry a rich woman and travelled out of the country with her.” I explained.

“I’m so sorry about that.” He said.

“It’s not your fault; it’s his fault for being a coward,” I replied.

“Where is your place of work?” He asked casually.

“I’m working at A.C. organisations,” I responded, and his expression seemed to change when he heard my response.

“Oh, so you work for Adrian.” He stated more than he asked.

“Yes, I do. Do you know him?” I replied, then asked.

“Of course, I know him. Who wouldn’t? He is the richest man in the country.” He said bitterly.

“But I meant on a personal level,” I replied.

“We were friends.” He said.

“Oh.” That was me not knowing what to say when I was speechless.

“I hope you know he sleeps with almost all his female employees.” He said, smirking. Wow, I never knew Mr. Adrian was a man-w***e.

“Well, he’s in for a shock then cos he can’t get into my pants,” I replied defiantly.

“So, where do you work? I can tell you’re pretty rich with this beautiful car of yours.” I uttered, hoping to divert the topic from anything related to Mr. Adrian.

“I’m the CEO of Carlos’ Cosmetics and Wardrobes.” He responded.

“Oh yeah! I’ve heard of it; it is a top-rated company.” I commented.

“It is, but not as popular as Adrian’s or Manuel’s.” He muttered under his breath, but I heard him.

After the conversation, silence descended on us in the car, and no one bothered to break it. The only sounds that were heard were those of the occasional bikes and cars that were driving by. The road seemed a little deserted.

Some minutes later, the car drove into a beautiful-looking estate, and I kept looking around at the similar but magnificent-looking buildings. The buildings were painted in green and orange. The colours made them look fantastic, and it even elicited an incredible feeling.

The car finally stopped in front of an equally beautiful mansion, and Carlos turned to face me.

“According to the address you gave me, this is where you’re going.” He said.

“Yeah, thank you so much for the ride. If not for you, I would have trekked and eventually gotten lost.” I replied.

“You’re welcome, gorgeous. Here, take my card. Call me if you need anything.” He said, winking. He opened the glove compartment and brought out a card.

“Thank you once again. I’ll surely call you some other time.” I uttered as I alighted from the car and walked towards the gate of the mansion. I turned back to wave at Carlos as he drove off. I focused my attention back on the gate and pressed the doorbell. I continued pushing it when the security didn’t answer on time. I stopped only when I heard footsteps coming towards the gate.

In no time, the gate was opened, and a middle-aged man’s head popped out. He looked around for a while before his gaze finally settled on me. He stepped out entirely and closed the gate behind me. He must be thinking, what am I doing here unless the boss has informed him that someone is coming over?

“Good day, sir!” I greeted him politely because he looked old enough to be my father.

“Good day to you too, young lady; how may I help you?” He responded and then asked.

“My boss sent here me to come and retrieve a file he forgot at home,” I stated.

“What is the name of this boss of yours, if I may ask?”

“His name is Adrian Carter, sir,” I replied.

“Well, I’m afraid no Adrian Carter lives in this place. Maybe you were given the wrong address. You can look around or check the other estate.” He said.

“No! This was the address given to me. Look at it.” I argued, handing over the paper the address was written on to him. He read what was on the paper and raised his head to look at me.

“You were given the wrong address. Nobody named Adrian Carter lives here; maybe the person who wrote it made a mistake while writing it.” He said.

I sighed tiredly, closing my eyes and opening them again; I collected the paper from the man.

“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience, sir; it’ll never happen again,” I stated.

“It’s okay. Go to the other houses and ask if there’s anyone living there with the name you mentioned earlier. And if you can’t find any, go to the other estate.” He said.

“Thank you, sir,” I replied, then walked away to continue the search for Mr. Adrian’s house. I would have called and told him about my current situation, but I didn’t have his phone number.

I kept looking around at every house, but it all ended with the same result. After a few hours of walking around, I decided I couldn’t go any further, and I couldn’t go back to the office because I was not ready to face Mr. Adrian’s trouble. I don’t have the energy to argue with him because my body aches from all the walking I’ve done in one day.

Thinking back to it, I remembered the smirk on his face when I wanted to step out of his office and how his eyes gleamed with mischief. I gasped in realisation when I realised I had been pranked. So he did all this so that he could get back at me for kicking his d**k? He is acting infantile, and I’d have given him a taste of his own medicine if I didn’t need the money I’d earn from this job, but that doesn’t mean I won’t make him regret walking around under this scorching hot sun. With that thought in mind, I walked to the road and flagged down a cab that would take me home.