Chapter 165 - Worried For A Friend

Blake was bored out of his mind while sitting in his office. He had work to do but he couldn't keep his head straight. He has noticed Amy's awkward attitude towards him since that night Amy confessed her feelings to him. She seems a bit withdrawn and she was always absentminded. Not too mention that she looked a bit emaciated. He didn't know if all this changes were because of him, he was slightly feeling guilty.

It was lunch time and he didn't know if he should go to her office and ask her out for lunch. They haven't spoken much since they became friends, maybe this would be a good opportunity for them to talk.

Blake walked out of his office to Amy's but he was disappointedly greeted with an empty desk.

The disappointment in his eyes were evident and he couldn't hide it. Did she go out for lunch already? Did she go with that guy again? He remembered how he had seen Amy with Ethan few days ago, and they had gone out together. She didn't tell say where they were going but he had a feeling they had gone out for lunch.

He sighed exasperatedly, his eyes lingering on her desk a little longer.

Cassandra the busy body, who has been observing Blake since he stepped into the office couldn't help but ask. "Sir Blake are you looking for Miss Walker?"

Blake turned to her and smiled though not his usual fond smile but it was still a friendly one nonetheless.

"Yes. I'll come back later, when she's back from lunch" He said as he turned to leave.

It seems Blake didn't know she was sick and didn't come to work. "She didn't go for lunch" Cassandra announced gaining Blake's attention. He turned to look back at her.

"She didn't come to work" Cassandra added.

"Why?" Blake was surprised. Amy has never missed work since she joined the company. He might not talk to her much, but he knew that for a fact.

Cassandra sighed as she leaned on her desk. She hissed dramatically. " Miss Walker seems to be having some troubles lately. I mean she's always absent minded this days" She paused for effect. She wanted to pique Blake's attention. I mean what's good gossip if the other party isn't showing any form of interest.

"She even got scolded by our boss" She said referring to their departmental director. "She made some mistakes while running some codes, that never happens before right. She's such an effective lady. I wonder what's happening to her lately"

Blake was getting really impatient. He didn't know why he was still standing there listening to all the things she was saying, but he also didn't know Amy was really that distracted this days.

To him she was the most capable hands they in the company. At such a young age she has built a reputation for herself in such a company like theirs where competition was high. She was more efficient than the so called who had scolded her. Though he has shamelessly asked her to help him review some of his works a few times, this was because her work was always impeccable.

"So why is she absent from work today?" Blake asked curiously.

" That's what I'm saying. She has been very distracted..."

"Cassandra" Blake interrupted her before she went all history telling.

"Oh" Cassndra stopped herself from talking to much and decided to go straight to the point. "There was a call this morning informing us that miss Walker wouldn't be coming in today, because she's sick. And I think it might be critical" Cassandra finally said.

A/N: Don't ask me how she knew about the call or who called. That girl is a bloody gossip.

Blake was surprised to hear that. Amy was sick? He wasn't expecting something like that. Was she really critically sick?

Blake looked at her desk one more time and he felt quite uncomfortable. He didn't like the thought if Amy being sick. That girl was always smiling and she was always busy with her work, so he couldn't believe that lady was critically sick just as Cassandra has mentioned.

He dashed out of the office and headed back to his. He was feeling uneasy...as a matter of fact very uneasy.

He picked up his phone to call her and when he clicked the contact icon on the screen he remembered he didn't even have her number.

Shit! How was he going to call her now? He wanted check up on her.

Blake anxiously tapped on his desk, till it finally occurred to him to take her number from her colleagues.

He hurried back to her office to ask Cassandra and the others for it. He walked back to his office to call her but he was utterly disappointed when the number wasn't reachable. He tried several times but it was same response, his call had gone directly to voice mail.

Blake became more troubled. Was she really that sick? He didn't like any of this. He would only be able to relax if he talked to her and was assured she was fine. He paced in his office as he thought of several possibilities of checking up on her.

He thought about getting her address from her file and paying her a personal visit or taking her guardian or relatives' number which should be stated in her file. He didn't know why he was this anxious, but he was sure he'd only be at peace when he hears from her.

Just as he was about heading for the HR department, an idea dropped into his head and he quickly headed for Jake's office instead.

"You must be daft. How many times have I told you to knock before entering my office?" Jake asked with a frown.

"I'm sorry bro, but I need your help" Blake said. He remembered he had seen Amy with his brother's mysterious lady, and from the way they had looked they seemed close. And of course he has seen his brother staging an act for that lady, so he was sure Jake could help him with his little problem.

"What is it?" Jake asked in a more gentle tone.

"Your lady in red is Amy's friend right?" Blake asked just to be sure he wasn't assuming things.

Jake was quite confused. 'His lady in red? When did he have a lady in red? And Amy? The name sounded familiar but he couldn't really remember how he has acquainted himself with that name.

Blake noticed his confusion. He was almost sure of his calculations but how was he going to explain things to Jake.

"I mean your girl back at the club" Blake explained.

Jake finally understood what he was talking about. Jade was his lady in red. How stupid of Blake to address her that way.

"Yes Why?" Jake tilted his brows at him. Blake was quite relieved when he heard Jake.

"Give me her number or rather still call her" He said hurriedly, making Jake frown at him.

"I don't have her number" Jake lied returning his attention back to his laptop.

"You're joking right?" Blake didn't believe me.

"I'm not. How do you expect me to have her number?" Jake reasoned. He didn't know why Blake was asking for Jade's number, but he was sure it had something to do with Jade's friend which he had rejected and made to go on a drinking rampage. He didn't forget how she kept drinking back at the club and had called Blake a bad little Beau.

He was not going to help another man with their love life when be was still looking for ways to work out his own.

"Jake I know you have it. I saw her at the hospital and I'm sure with your skills you must have gotten her number" Blake muttered, frowning at Jake.

Jake furrowed his brows at Blake. Asshole.

"Why do you need it?" Jake asked suspiciously.

"I can't reach her and she didn't come to work because she's sick. She's my friend and I'm worried" He explained truthfully.

"Not because you love her?"

Blake eyed Jake evilly when he heard the rubbish he just spewed.

"I said she's my friend, I didn't say girlfriend" Blake glared at him.

"Sorry man, I can't give it to you" Jake declared.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to. Go take her address from HR or something and stop bothering me" Jake hissed before glabcing back at the document on display on the screen of his laptop.

Blake fell silent and stared at Jake with stink eyes.

"Maybe I should tell her about your sexual escapeds and let's see what will happen. I tend to have a good memory and getting some video coverages from your favorite room at Grand Hills would be much of a hassle. So big bro what do you think" Blake said with a evil look in his eyes, and he could also feel the daggers Jake was throwing at him with his eyes.

"You wouldn't dare!" Jake growled.

"I was only checking, but it seems you like her after all. So give me the number or I'll make sure you never get to eat what you had that night. Want to try?" Blake dared.

"So what's it going to be brother?"