Chapter 167 - Sometimes, you don’t have a choice...

|Eshan|

"Damn it."

Looking at the crazy traffic on the road, I closed my eyes in frustration. I should not have left home. Instead of being stuck in this long traffic from the past one hour which did not look like clearing any time, I would have enjoyed my beautiful wife's company.

Remembering her, my lips automatically curled in a smile. I couldn't help but recall her honest confession from that night. These days it was her words that would ring in my ears, and the honesty and sincerity behind them would warm my heart.

Until Innaya expressed or I would say opened up her heart to me that night a week ago, I did not realize how good it feels. Knowing that there is someone who wants you to rely on them, reciprocate your love, make our human heart feel all sort of flutters.

I knew she was worried about me. I blamed myself for being stuck in a position where I couldn't share things with her that were bothering me. There would come a time when she would come to know those things. I did not want to burden her with them for a while, not now at least.

There was a matter of security I had to let her know. Then, the matter of my cousin. Though I had handled both of them, but letting her know the same was troublesome. I did not want her to worry. Also, there was a pressing matter of my family too.

As we were staying away from my family and hadn't had contact with them from the last six months, there were some truths Innaya did not know. She did not get a chance to know my family, and the same was the case with my family members. Hence, she simply was unaware of the things in my family, which was now hers as well.

My eyes regained their focus once I heard the blaring sound of the horn. The traffic had gotten cleared, and as the cars ahead started moving, I started the ignition, driving to the office. The matter with my family temporarily took a backseat in my mind.

***

Parking the car, I entered the building of the company. Usually, I would have directly taken a personal lift from the bas.e.m.e.nt to the fourteenth floor where my cabin was. However, I wanted to take a stroll today and check on the employees and their work.

Just as I stepped through the door of the technical department, my mobile went off. I paused and brought out my mobile from my pants pocket.

"Bro, I'm waiting in your cabin."

Reading the message from Rey, I instantly turned and marched off. How dare he enter inside my cabin? I gritted my teeth recalling what he had done. He dared to threaten me. He wanted to provoke me.

I then calmed down after realizing that he must be lying. No one had permission to enter my cabin without my approval. So how could he be allowed inside? And, then there was Parth. He would eventually be able to stop that worthless cousin of mine.

Though I knew all these, I could not help but impatiently stomp my feet inside the lift. For a moment, I cursed myself for taking the regular lift. Employees were getting in and out at every damn floor. In the end, on the sixth floor when the last person standing beside me exited, I glared at the lot that wanted to enter and pressed the close button.

The bewildered faces of those males and females had lost all the colors when my eyes met with their widened eyes. They were scared because of my glares, and I knew it wouldn't take long for the news to circulate in the whole company.

I did not bother to pay any attention to it. For now, the matter of the importance was to know what Rey was doing in the company.

Once the lift reached the fourteenth floor, I got out and strode forward. The silent time, taken for a lift to ascend from the sixth floor to the present one had calmed down my bubbling anger. However, there was no guarantee that it would remain that way after meeting Rey.

His very sight would boil my blood, knowing how he was wasting his life behind his addiction.

"Sir, Mr. Rey is waiting for you in the conference room."

I glanced at the girl who spoke when I crossed the reception desk. She was Parth's assistant. It must be Parth who had sent her ahead to let me know about the situation beforehand.

"Mr. Rey almost created a scene and refused to listen to anything. I couldn't handle him. Fortunately, Parth Sir arrived on time. Mr. Rey was insisting on waiting for you in your cabin. Parth Sir firmly denied him."

I frowned listening to her words. What she was telling didn't seem like an assistant would do. Was she trying to be pitiful and complain to the company's boss? Was she putting good words for Parth? I didn't like people who did not know how to do their job

"HR department," I prompted as I turned in the direction of the conference room which was situated on the left side.

"Huh? I'm sorry, sir." The girl managed to catch up with my long strides in her heels as she tried to make sense of my words.

I arrived before the door of the conference room. Pausing at the door, I looked down at the girl who looked clueless. I did not recall when she was hired or why was she hired in the first place. Heck, I did not recall her name.

Though I trusted Parth, that did not mean I was ready to overlook other things. If she could not handle one single person, she could very well try and sit at her home. Last time, I did not say anything for her incompetence, but it did not mean that I was going to do the same every time.

"Go to the HR department. You're fired."

I did not wait for my words to sink in her system as I moved ahead, leaving her standing in absolute shock. Opening the door of the conference room, I was greeted with a strange silence.

Parth stood beside the chair in the center directly opposite to the projector. On the other end, two figures sat down. One I was familiar with while I did not recognize the other person as his back was toward me.

I walked in. The sound of the door opening and closing attracted their attention.

"Ah, there's my dear brother. Come, come. Here this cousin of yours was getting bored to death without you."

My ears twitched as Rey used that annoying tone of his. How old was he? Five? I detested dealing with him. Sometimes, you don't have a choice and need to deal with things even if you hate them to death.

Parth seemed to be sharing my sentiments for his face also changed to one that of annoyance before he schooled his features. I appreciated his ability mentally. He was learning quickly.

"Cut the crap. What brings you here?"

Ignoring his attempt of getting on my nerves I walked around and sat down in the swirling chair in the middle. Putting both hands on the armrest, I joined my palms and crossed my right knee on top of the left one as I leaned back in the chair.

My eyes looked at him in a stern, unyielding gaze. Compared to his appearance of that day, he was fairing a lot better than I had expected.

"How forgetful of you, brother. Do you need me to remind you about our last conversation? I don't mind refreshing your memory. So—"

"I don't have time for your bullshit Rey." I interrupted him harshly.

"Get to the point. You got your shares. Then what's the purpose of showing up here, instead of rejoicing your victory?"