"Oh, really? I always wanted to meet her." Johnson heard Robert saying on the phone with a big smile on his face.

Johnson came back to Mansion after his lunch with Martin.

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It was already evening then.

Robert's back was facing towards Johnson. So, he couldn't see Johnson.

"No... No. Jessica will also come. She wants to meet her too." Robert said on the phone.

"Well, you know about him," Robert said, and Johnson rolled his eyes.

"Maybe about some proposal again," Johnson murmured.

"Yes, it would only happen with you," Robert said with a chuckled.

"Is Samantha's sister is also coming with her?" Robert asked, and Johnson looked at him with disbelief.

"Of course, we are so happy to meet her finally," Robert said with a smile, while turning around and got shocked to see Johnson.

"I... I will call you back." Robert said on the phone and ended the call immediately.

"Joh... Johnson, you are home early?" Robert asked.

"With whom are you going to meet?" Johnson asked impatiently.

"Umm... Um..." Stuttered Robert.

"Just tell me Goddammit!" Johnson yelled, and Jessica came running to the living room.

"Samantha." Said Robert in a low voice.

"Who the hell is Samantha?" Johnson yelled again.

"John..."

Johnson cut off Robert in mid-sentence and yelled.

"Who the hell is Samantha? I'm hearing this name from the morning, and why are you and so interested to meet her?" Johnson asked anxiously.

"Jo... Johnson, Calm... down," Jessica said, trying to control the situation.

"You SHUT UP," Johnson yelled at Jessica and she flinched.

"Tell me, Is she the same Samantha, the founder of Caffeine by Amaxi Hotel?" Johnson asked.

"Yes," Robert said, and Johnson chuckled.

"And why do you both want to meet her?"

"Umm... Umm... Umm..." Robert stuttered.

"I didn't tell you to stutter. I want you to answer my question." Johnson growled, and Robert sighed.

"Don't ask me anything. You will get to know everything soon." Robert said.

"What?" Johnson shouted.

"Don't shout, Johnson. Listen to Mr. Davis, and try to understand him." Marina scoffed as she walked out of the Kitchen.

Johnson heaved a sigh, and shooked his head at Robert, and walked upstairs.

"Thank you, Marina," Robert said.

"No problem, Mr. Davis. But, isn't it high time that Johnson should know the truth?" Marina asked.

"I don't know, Marina. He isn't even talking to us properly. Do you think he would listen and trust us?" Robert asked in a depressed tone.

"But, he will get to know about the truth tomorrow or some other day, Mr. Davis. He should learn to take the truth to the heart." Marina said.

"We can't, Marina. I don't want my son to go through the pain again." Jessica said as tears fall from her eyes.

"But, Mrs. Davis. It should happen in this way only. If not, then he would hate you both forever." Marina said.

"He will not, Marina. Until he has someone to support, and take care of him and make him feel what is love he wouldn't." Robert stated sadly.

"What do you mean, Mr. Davis?" Marina asked.

"I will tell him the truth when he has support on his back. Who will take care of him, when would get to know about the truth!" Robert replied with a big smile.

Johnson walked into his room and slammed the door forcefully.

Why the bloody hell does everybody want to meet her?

What is so special about her?

What is the relation between Samantha and Dad?

When did they meet each other?

How do they know each other?

These questions were disturbing Johnson.

He walked into the restroom and got under the shower.

"What is so special in her that Dad wants to meet Samantha?" Johnson asked himself by looking at the Mirror.

"Even she rejected my invitation to the party. She surely has guts," Johnson said and nodded.

"Let see, how much confidence she would show in front of me," Johnson said with a smirk, and got off the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist, and walked out of the restroom.

He grabbed his phone and dialed his P.A, Mia, and she answered the call in 3 rings.

"Hello, Mr. Davis," Mia replied.

"Mia, make an appointment tomorrow with Samantha, The founder of Caffeine by Amaxi," Johnson ordered her on the phone.

"Yes, Mr. Davis," Mia replied, and Johnson ended the call.

"Let's see Ms. Samantha, who you actually are, and how much confidence and guts you have!" Johnson said and sneered.

He walked into his closet, took out his workout clothes, wore it, and walked out of the closet. He grabbed his phone and walked out of his room to the gym, and started working out.

He stopped working out when his phone rang.

He grabbed it and saw Mia's name on the screen. He answered it.

"Hello."

"Hello, Mr. Davis. I tried my best, but her P.A is saying that her Founder would not meet anyone. But, she said, we can meet the CEO if we want to talk about business." Mia said.

"I only want to talk to the Founder and no one else," Johnson said sternly.

"Yes, Mr. Davis. I tried my best. I requested her so much but she was hell adamant about her decision," Mia said, and Johnson sighed.

"Okay, forward me her P.A and CEO's numbers."

"Okay, Mr. Davis," Mia said, and Johnson ended the call.

Soon, Mia forwarded the numbers, and Johnson dialed Samantha's P.A Quency's number first. She answered the call in 4 rings...

"Hello, Quency Martiala here," Quency said as soon as she answered the call.

"Hell, Ms. Martiala. Johnson Davis here." Johnson said.

"Yes, Mr. Davis. How may I help you?" Quency asked with confidence.

"I need an Appointment with your founder tomorrow," Johnson replied.

"I am sorry, Mr. Davis. But our Founder will not meet anyone. If you want to talk about any business, then you can meet our CEO. If you want, I can make an appointment for you tomorrow with him." Quency said with the same confidence.

"No, I just want to meet your Founder. Just tell her Johnson Davis wants to meet her, and the matter is important." Johnson said gravely.

"But, Mr. Davis..."

Johnson cut her off in mid-sentence and said,

"Ms, Martiala. I appreciate you if you ask her first."

"Okay, Mr. Davis. I will give a call to your P.A tomorrow," Quency replied.

"Okay!" Johnson said and ended the call.

"Even, her P.A sounds so confident," Johnson said with a chuckle and started working out...