Capítulo 6: I Want You To Look At Me
Lemuel cursed under his breath, berating himself. 'My big, damn mouth!'
He's good at digging his own grave and revealing himself as suspicious. Sometimes, his nosiness caused him real trouble.
But the thing is that he could find an excuse right away. It was something of which he was proud.
Before he responded, Lemuel flashed a charming smile, then said, "About that, Signorita... I got your name from the Lost and Found Desk records. They've regularly reported to me."
"Oh, I see. But... how did you know it was me?" asked Monique; she then thought inwardly. 'They said their surveillance cameras were broken. Is it because I'm crying?'
"Well… When someone misplaces her bag with important things, she will certainly cry. Is it?"
The man is right. She was embarrassed, and Lemuel noticed her flustered face. Seeing that, it made him happy that his lame alibi was actually working on her.
So then he added, "Regarding that, Signorita, I am investigating your matter. I checked the CCTV footage. But I discovered the surveillance camera around the patio hasn't been fixed yet. The security company we hired is short of people for the time being. We have to wait longer. I'm sorry if we cannot find out who possibly took your purse since no one forwarded it to our Lost and Found Desk so we could contact the owner and return it."
Hearing that, Monique wanted to burst into tears once again. She started believing that heaven was probably punishing her. So she questioned herself.
Why is everything happening to her now? What wrong did she do to meet such unfortunate events in her life?
Is she a wicked empress in her past life who killed innocent people, so now she must suffer many tragedies?
'What will happen once the immigration police arrest me?'
Monique was lost in her thoughts. She didn't notice that the man before her had already called her out three times.
"Don't cry, Signorita. My boss summoned you to talk to you, as he will help you."
Monique looked up and peered at the man, who had introduced himself as Lemuel Gibson. She scrutinized the man, as she doubted he was only joking.
Lemuel felt a chill when a murderous stare darted down his back.
He knew his boss had been throwing dagger stares at him because of his brilliant lies, but it was not an evil lie! More likely, they were helping the poor lady.
He had a good reason he was plotting all of this, as they would not only save the girl from her troubles. But his boss will no longer marry anyone. David Dawson wanted to arrange his son's marriage out of his ambition to merge with big companies.
"Please, come in, Signorita." Lemuel opened the door wide, and Monique went in.
Monique swept her gaze across the entire office. It was spacious, and its classic decor perfectly matched the palace's interior design.
Unlike where she came from, she mostly sees modernization and advanced technology everywhere she looks. Although Grace Island is also using advanced machines, the entire structure of each building is still from ancient times.
She has seen different offices before, but all are modern and minimalist. Hence, she finds this one enchanting in the eyes, and she likes it. It actually gave her a classical atmosphere.
After her gaze wanders enough, Monique fixes her eyes on the office table in the middle of the room. No one she saw around as the chair was facing its back. She was anxious about what kind of boss Lemuel had.
"Boss, Signorita Monique is here."
Monique glanced at Lemuel. She wondered what he told his boss, as she didn't understand Miranda's language.
Zion only hummed but didn't move. He was currently browsing his phone, checking out Monique's Gram account.
He found out that Monique Ramirez actually does not like to post many photos of herself, but mostly about nature, animals, or food. She seemed not to be a fan of posting many selfie photos on her account.
Unlike those women he knows, they update their Gram every day with a picture, either only wearing a bikini or fitted dresses that show so much skin. They were even almost naked so that they could gain attention.
"Tsk."
It's been a long time since he wanted to unfollow these influencers he followed back in the past.
And without a second thought, Zion did as his head told him. He unfollowed several Gram accounts to clear up his feeds with the unnecessary faces of people he was not interested in seeing.
As he took his time doing that, Zion heard Lemuel cough again.
"Ahem! Boss?" Lemuel started wondering when his boss hadn't turned around yet.
Finally, Zion closed the app and turned around to meet Monique's curious eyes, which were bloodshot and swollen.
"Monique Ramirez, right?"
Monique's heart skipped a beat when she heard his baritone voice. 'He sounded familiar.'
She was stunned for a moment, then snapped her thoughts and braced herself.
Monique nodded in response, but she kept mum, not daring to open her mouth but staring back at the handsome man before her.
His blue eyes rolled, scanning her from the head down to her shoes. His intent gaze caused a chill down her spine.
She just lost her purse and felt hopeless about it. Therefore, she believes he should not intimidate her this much. He scanned her as if he were undressing her to devour her soul.
Then she returned a curious gaze and did her best to meet his eyes, showing he could not intimidate her. Instead, Monique studied the profile of his face like she had carved every detail into her head.
Zion tugged the corner of his mouth and thought, 'What an interesting woman.'
"Please, take a seat."
As a start, Zion offered a seat in front of his desk. In this way, he can freely study the woman's features.
Monique grew uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze because of her red and swollen eyes; she lowered her head.
He could not make out her entire facial profile for what she did. Thus, he complained.
"I want you to look at me, Signorita Ramirez."
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