This Chapter is dedicated to my bae

I was getting ready to meet Mr.Marcus.

After pestering him a lot I finally got a chance to meet him.

I'm definitely going to get this deal for sure.

Getting the files I want I walked out of my cabin Stella waiting for me.

"Let's go Stella", I smiled at her.

"Mam,your lunch?", She asked worried.

"Later Stella. Now let's go meet Mr.Marcus first", I tapped her shoulder and walked to elevator Stella following me.

Reaching the restaurant I took a deep breath.

Don't be nervous Isabella. You can do it!

"You have worked hard Mam. You will definitely get the deal", Stella kept her hand in my waist.

That's..

"Okay", giving her a nod I walked inside.

"Hello Ms. Isabella Collins", Mr.Marcus greeted me with a smile.

Mr.Marcus is in his early fifties. He is an investor. If he invest in any deal then it's for sure that deal has a great potential. Not anyone can impress him. He will invest in one project for every two years once.

He must feel intrigued to the project. He sees everything. Potential. Attitude. Approach. Everything.

One Miss you should say bye to him. It's already difficult to meet him.

"Hello Mr.Marcus", we shook our hand and we took our seat.

"You are beautiful, young lady", he complimented.

"Thank you Mr. Marcus. You look handsome too", I commented.

No one would believe that he is 53. He looks way younger than it.

"Mr.Marcus, Let me get straight to the point. I want you to invest in our project" , I said boldly.

"Very well then. Show me what you got", he sipped on his coffee.

After explaining everything about the project I can say he is impressed.

I did my best in this project.

"I'm impressed Ms.Collins or Mrs.?", He asked looking at my ring.

"It's Mrs., Mr. Marcus", I answered getting little shy as its new to me.

"The guy must be lucky", I want to roll my eyes at his but I smiled.

Why?

Because he is my client now.

"You are late Ms.Collins", his words shattered me.

He already found someone to invest.

I'm late.

"It's..okay Mr. Marcus", I maintained my smile.

I badly wanted to crawl to my bed and sulk.

"But one thing Ms. How do you found that I have a thing for stocks?", He asked with a smile. A guilty one.

"I do believe a line sir. "No Rumor is a Rumor. It must be started with a pinch of truth. You have to throw the bait and wait and watch to hit the nail", I said with a sad smile.

"That's exactly I heard from the last person I met with before you", he said with excitement.

That got me interested.

Who is that person? Who exactly got the same wave length as mine?

I want to meet the person.

Maybe my soulmate.

Soulmate my ass.

FYI you have lost the deal.

You have to find another potential investor which is very very hard.

I felt really really sad.

I shook the hand with him and I drove to my office.

Stella is about to cry.

Of course she would be. She worked hard in this deal same as me.

Walking inside my cabin I laid flat in my couch.

I can find someone. I can do it.

Don't worry Isabella. You got this. You have seen worse.

Nope. This is the worst thing I'm facing after I took over the company.

The shareholders will be very angry and disappear in me.

It's my fault. I should have acted fast.

I missed it by just few minutes.

I'm careless. I should have concentrated more on this project.

"You can do it Isabella. Now don't sulk and start working", I gave myself a pep talk.

"I feel like crying",I whined.

I phoned Ryan.

"Hey Bell",I can say he is sad.

"Well I'm sad too. Come to my office. We'll both hug each other and cry our heart out", I said hanging up the phone.

Like fifteen minutes later he entered my cabin.

I walked to him and hugged him.

"Everything will be fine Bell. I'm here", he ruffled my hair and comforted me.

Ryan is the big brother that I never had. We instantly clicked when we met in 4th grade.

"Everything will be fine Ryan. I'm here with you", I said trying to comfort him.

"I really needed that words and hug", he smiled.

"Me too Ryan. How everything is going on?", I asked him.

"Bad", he answered in monotone.

"Do you wanna talk about it?", I asked lightly.

"Yes", he started.

"Layla is pissing me off", he continued.

"Did she do something?", I inquired.

"No", his answer made me stunned.

"Whenever she speaks about this Auditing guy I'm getting mad", he finished.

"Who is this Auditing guy?", I asked him.

"Your brother-in-law", he glared at me.

"Austin?", I asked him.

"He is a model. Not an auditor", I said confusing.

"Whatever", he said slouching in couch.

"Don't tell me.. you are jealous", I smirked.

"Of course I would be jealous", he said shrugging.

"Ryan, Do you like Layla? Like in a romantic way?", I asked clearly.

"I am Bell", he said looking straight into my eyes.

"Whoa. That's surprising", I said with slight amusement.

They would make a beautiful couple.

My Layla would make a beautiful bride no matter whom she with.

I ship her with Austin.

I ship her with Ryan.

I'm crazy.

She has the right to chose her man.

"Will you help me?", He asked with a hope.

"I can't Ryan. I don't know if Lay is interested in you or not. You should let Layla know about your feelings first", I said honestly.

"By the way when you started liking her as a woman?", I asked further.

"8th grade", he said.I can see the disappointment in his eyes.

But I really don't know about Layla's feelings.

I don't want to meddle in when she is not sure about her feelings.

She would seek my help when she needs it.

I want Layla happy.

I want Ryan happy.

I want Austin happy too.

The last thing I want is love triangle between my two best friends and my brother-in-law.

"That's too long", I commented.

We watched a movie in Netflix to relax. I felt relieved.

I will definitely start this project in positive side.

It's already 7 in night.

"Aren't you leaving to meet your husband?", He asked smirking.

"I have some work", I dragged.

"Whatever makes you sleep at night Bell", he told and walked out.

I'm not going home today.

I have really important work.

I don't want to go home. Aaron must be waiting for me.

He was really mad at morning. He will do something when I go home.

It's like I'm not scared.

I just don't want another drama.

It's better I sleep in my office today.

But that jerk had another idea.

He knocked and entered my dream.

Can't he leave me alone even in my dream?

That stinking rotten rat always pissing me off.