Chapter 16: Obvious Concern
"John, let''s go to meet Miss Davis," said Ethan Wright to his assistant. He walked out of the CEO''s
office unannounced, telling John to get ready to leave.
It resulted in John Garcia panicking. John checked the time and said back, "Boss, it''s still four-forty
in the afternoon. I thought you are meeting her at six?"
With eyes narrowing at his assistant, Ethan answered, "We can''t let traffic get in the way, now... can
we? I am neverte for my appointments."
"Right! Right! I''ll call the driver, sir," said John as he frantically grabbed for his belongings.
"Did Edgar already secure what Kyle had requested?" Ethan asked while walking in the direction of
the lift.
"Yes, sir. He should have it in the car," assured John.
In just a matter of minutes, they made their way to the building lobby and exited to where Ethan''s
ck Maybach was waiting. As always, Ethan stayed at the back, with John sitting next to the
driver in the front of the expensive car. Even with traffic, they were roughly at The First Diamond
Hotel in just twenty minutes.
"Mr. Wright? Are you excited to see Miss Davis?" John probed, nearly chuckling at his suggestion.
The driver, whose name was Edgar, also had his eyes widened? He asked, "Is Mr. Wright interested
in a girl?"
"Both of you, mind your own business!" Ethan ordered. He was reading through his email from his
laptop when he heard his assistant try to put words into his mouth.
Ethan liked John''s work. Even if he often pried on his personal life, he rarely would get mad at his
assistant. His usual cue was how he would re at John, and his assistant would easily understand
his limits.
Reaching a block from behind the hotel, he heard John, "Oh, my! That''s Miss Davis!"
Hearing the name, Ethan''s eyes promptly shifted in the direction where John was pointing and he
was shocked to see Samantha running around the park, located in the middle of the street.
His brows furrowed, watching her in tight, gray leggings and a sweatshirt on top. While her
sweatshirt hid her precious curves, it did not sit well with Ethan how her leggings were graciously
taking the form of her slender and long legs.
His eyes quickly became hooded before saying, "What - in - the - world is she doing? Is it even safe
to run in the park?"
"Ah, generally, Mr. Wright," Edgar filled in the answer for him.
"She is just taking a run, Mr. Wright - Oh, no! That man in front of her is holding a knife!" Eximed
John.
As they went past Samantha, dread could not help but fill Ethan''s chest. Hemanded with his
voice raised, "Go back! Turn around!"
"Sir, we can''t turn around from here, but we can circle back," told Edgar.
Ethan seemed to have felt fear for Samantha and he wound up looking back from the back
windshield of the car! John and Ethan practically saw how Samantha kicked the butt off the man
who had a weapon in front of her.
"Woah! That was awesome, boss!" Remarked John. "Miss Davis is definitely amazing!"
As John and Ethan remained stunned at Samantha''s actions, Edgar sped through the road, circling
around the park until they found her again. The round park was not significant in size, and Edgar
managed to go around it in just about three minutes.
From inside the car, Ethan noticed how Samantha was looking in their direction. He assumed that
she was probably worried about the sudden speeding luxury car towards her.
"Stop in front of her! Stop - in - front of her!" Ethan demanded, and it resulted in Edgar to force the
breaks in the middle of the road.
Poor Edgar had to put the hazard on, so as to warn the cars behind them.
As soon as they pulled over, Ethan handed hisptop to John and swiftly got out of the car. After
locking eyes with Samantha, he ordered, "Get inside, Miss Davis."
"Mr. Wright?" While calling out his name, Ethan could see the awed expression on Samantha.
However, given that they were in the middle of the road, he repeated his words, "Get inside now,
Miss Davis. We need to get to the hotel."
It did not take long for Samantha to get inside the Maybach with him, utterly turning red.
***
''How did this happen?'' Samantha thought in her head as she sat next to the block of ice from inside
a luxurious car.
Just earlier, she worried that she was bing conscious of a man - a specific man to be exact:
Mr. Ethan Wright.
While she dismissed her own judgment, she earnestly hoped the alluring man had seen her in a
better light!
Instead, here she was, sitting next to Ethan Wright, the CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation,
and she was in her leggings and sweatshirt! Worse, she was sweating like hell from all the running
that she did.
Just when she thought she was in such a bad condition, she was feeling her throat dried up. Of
course! She meant to buy water from the stall across the park!
Massaging her throat, she asked, "Mr. Wright, is there... water in here?"
Ethan promptly opened his storagepartment and handed her a bottle of water. He said, "Here."
At the sight of the water, however, Samantha froze. She looked back at Ethan and returned her
gaze to the bottle of water before saying, "That''s a Kona Deep water."
Sheughed and announced, "I have never gulped down water worth four hundred dors before."
"It''s the only water, I have. Drink it. It has health benefits," Ethan said in his non-affectionate tone.
They say it was rude to refuse an offer, so she had no choice but to gulp down the expensive water.
After quenching her thirst, Samantha practically calcted the cost of the fluid she had taken. She
drank half of it! Half of it meant she drank two hundred dors'' worth of water!
Just as she was drowned in these thoughts, she heard the man say, "It''s not good for a woman like
you to be out in the park, taking a run by yourself! What if something dangerous happens to you - "
"Oh, don''t worry, Mr. Wright. I can defend myself," Samantha reasoned as she closed the expensive
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"Defend yourself?! What if that man had a gun, instead of a knife? What if there were four of them?
Would you be able to handle that, Miss Davis? From now on, if you wanted to do cardio, you do that
on a treadmill from the tenth-floor building of the hotel gym. It is avable for you to use!" Ethan said
with his face turning red.
It utterly surprised Samantha how Ethan expressed an obvious concern for her wellbeing. She was
unsure if she should feel touched or be scared at his berating.
Soon enough, it would seem to her that Ethan realized his misreading. He adjusted his tone of
voice. Ethan said, "I''m sorry. As your employer, I want to ensure your safety. After all, you are the
one who will give my hotel a Michelin Star rating."
"Please, Miss Davis, use the treadmill," he repeated while looking straight into Samantha''s striking
blue eyes.
While looking back at his intense eyes, she found herself gawking and said, "Yes, sir! Treadmill it
is!"