Chapter 18: The Golden Eagle Hotel


    "Wow! this is so cool, Kyle! Can I watch princess videos from here?" Kenzie asked Kyle.


    "Sure, Kenzie!" Kyle answered. "Let me help you."


    While the kids were already exploring Kyle''s newptop from the opposite side of the couch, Ethan


    and John sat across them, observing the two.


    "Kyle is a smart boy," remarked John. "He likes gadgets, boss... Just like you."


    "Hmmmm," Ethan acknowledged while maintaining to study the two young children.


    Since they arrived at the condo unit assigned to Samantha, Ethan''s eyes had already roamed the


    entire living room space.


    Apart from two dolls that were in the sitting area, Ethan was generally pleased with how everything


    was in order. The floor was spot clean for a home with two kids. Despite only having relocated to


    the city for three days, Ethan thought Samantha and her aunt did well for the ce.


    He never liked lingering in a chaotic space. Thus, Samantha''s home warranted an approval from


    Ethan.


    "Here you go, Mr. Wright. A ss of water," Diana Turner said while putting two sses of the table


    down at the living room table.


    After a second of staring at Ethan, Diana turned her attention to Kyle. Then began a series of stares


    that went back and forth between Ethan and the young boy.


    Augh left John Garcia''s lips, and he remarked, "I know, I''d had the same gaping moment, just


    looking at the two."


    "Ma''am, I''m John Garcia, I am the assistant to Mr. Wright," said John while extending his hand.


    "Oh, please forgive Sam''s manners. She failed to introduce me. My name is Diana Turner. I am her


    aunt," said Diana. "May I say... what an honor it is to be graced by the CEO of The Wright Diamond


    Corporation."


    "I have a meeting with Miss Davis and thought to give her son a present along with her work


    laptop," Ethan created an excuse before heplimented, "You and Miss Davis, must have worked


    hard to keep the ce tidy."


    "Oh, yes, but Kyle is also a big help." Diana wrinkled her nose and exined, "He doesn''t like


    having so much mess."


    Dianaughed before telling, "Kyle - he has this peculiar behavior. He double wipes his tes and


    utensils, he arranges the throw pillows and he... he has bionic eyes. He can practically see a small


    spot of stain in the house."


    "Oh, it''s the same with Mr. Wright," John eagerly reported. "The office is always spot clean and if


    you notice, so is the hotel."


    "How nice... Just like Kyle," Diana said while frowning at the coincidence.


    Not only did Ethan Wright look the same as Kyle, but they seemed to also have the same


    compulsion for cleanliness? These were the thoughts that lingered in her head.


    Diana was about to turn back to the kitchen, but something in her urged her body to look back at


    Ethan.


    She gradually took the seat in between the kids and the two gentlemen while remaining to stare at


    the man. She cleared her throat and asked, "Mr. Wright... Kyle''s resemnce to you is just...


    amazing."


    Diana took one morest look between the two before she leaned forward and softly asked, "Mr.


    Wright... About six years ago... Did you ever go to The Golden Eagle Hotel and stayed overnight?"


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    The question took Ethan aback. He repeated, "The Golden Eagle Hotel?"


    "Yes, Mr. Wright... It''s the hotel right in front of the Fort Eagle Military Camp," Diana described. Her


    hands acted to cycle together before she asked, "And it has to be somewhere around six years


    ago."


    John Garcia was confused by Diana''s questioning, He had nothing but a frown on his face as he


    shifted his head from left to right. He looked at his boss and saw Ethan gave a poker face. He


    utterly could not tell what his boss was thinking.


    "Why - Why does it have to be around six years ago, Miss Turner?" Ethan asked while leaning back


    and taking a deep breath.


    Diana looked at the kids before she returned her attention to Ethan. She said, "Well, about six years


    ago... Ummmm."


    She moved further closer to Ethan, making sure the kids were still engrossed with theptop. Only


    then did Diana whisper, "About six years ago... Something... significant happened."


    "I''m sorry, ma''am, but I did not hear it," John said, interrupting the exchange between Ethan and


    Diana. Samantha''s aunt said it so softly and only directing it to Ethan that John barely heard a word!


    "It''s none of your business, John. Move back!" Ethan directed.


    John saw the sudden change in his boss'' temperament. Whatever it was that Samantha''s aunt said


    to Ethan, seemed to have triggered something in him.


    John saw how his boss changed his mood from being neutral to being expressionless. But as to


    what? John had no idea. He could only close his mouth, for his boss was already giving him that


    "Shut up" re.


    Ethan redirected his attention to Diana and said, "Miss Turner." There was a brief moment of silence


    coming from Ethan before he resumed his thoughts, "No. I - I don''t believe... I have been to that


    hotel."


    A clear dismay became painted on Diana''s face. She earnestly hoped that it was Ethan whom


    Samantha slept with that faithful night, but as it turns out... it wasn''t him.


    "I''m sorry that I asked. I just could not help but wonder." Dismissing the idea with her hand, Diana


    added, "Of course, you couldn''t be."


    Just as Diana went back to the kitchen, Samantha came out of her bedroom, wearing a casual,


    ruffled off-shoulder dress with an A-line cut. It was a simple dress, yet it unted her broad and


    slender shoulders.


    Yet despite her obvious elegance, Ethan did not show any appreciation. In fact, he remained quiet


    upon Samantha''s return, seemingly in deep thought.


    "Wow! Mommy, you look so beautiful!" Kenzie remarked, seeing her mother in a dress that had


    been quite rare.


    Kenzie then rushed to Ethan and said, "Daddy, look! Mommy is so beautiful!"


    "Kenzie, it''s okay, sweetheart, don''t disturb, Mis -" Samantha bit her lip before correcting herself,


    "Let daddy be."


    Ethan wound up clearing his throat in front of Kenzie, who was constantly clinging around his arm,


    urging him to say something. He said while looking at Samantha, "You look."


    There was practically a second of silence before Ethan added, "delightful."


    ''Delightful.'' Samantha ended up pursing her lips at thepliment. She supposed that was a good


    one,ing from Ethan Wright. "Thank you, Mr. Wright."


    "Mommy, daddy? Are you going out on a date?" Kyle asked while reaching for Samantha''s hand.


    "Can wee along?"


    With eyes widening, Samantha tried to exin, "Oh, no. Sweetie. We are just going to talk. It''s an


    important matter - "


    "Next time, Kyle. Today, I just want to speak with your Mommy," Ethan exined before looking up


    to Samantha. "Let''s go."


    Together with John, they made their way to the lift and down to the ground floor where the first carat


    conference room was found.


    It was there that John was dismissed. He was asked to have dinner alone at any of the three


    restaurants of the hotel while his boss shared a lovely dinner with Samantha Davis.


    Entering the conference room, Samantha was surprised. Her lips formed into an "O", seeing a table


    for two, with a beautiful floral centerpiece and two servers who seemed to be waiting for their


    arrival.


    "Wow," eximed Samantha. "It - looks extra special... for a... meeting."


    Pulling out one chair, Ethan pointed with his hand and said, "Take a seat, Miss Davis."


    "Oh, thank you, Mr. Wright," said Samantha.


    Ethan took the seat in front of her and ordered for the servers to give them wine to start. He said to


    Samantha, "Let''s get warmed up, first."


    "Free wine?" With a grin, Samantha said, "Sure, why not!"


    Ethan asked about thefortability of her new home and how she was adjusting to the city.


    Samantha eagerly answered, giving multiple praises for the amodation provided to her. After


    which, Ethan asked, referring to the park incident, "So how exactly do you know how to defend


    yourself back there, Miss Davis?"


    "Oh, that!" Samantha eximed after sipping on her wine. "I studied self-defense since I was


    young."


    "Here in Braeton?" Ethan probed.


    Ethan requested for another wine and as the server was pouring the red liquor, Samantha


    answered, "Yes. That''s right."


    "You know... I have been meaning to ask you... The Davises here are associated with the military. In


    fact, the General is a Davis. Do you know... General Winfield Davis?"


    With eyes glowering, Samantha drank on her wine before she answered, "Of course, I know the


    General! Who doesn''t? I''m - I''m not affiliated - with any relevant Davises - I''m hungry? Aren''t you?


    Are we going to have dinner?"


    It was Samantha''s way of avoiding the questions pertaining to her father. She imed, "After that


    running, I am... so hungry."


    "Sure, I suppose, we can eat." Ethan calmly asked the server to prepare the food before he


    returned to looking at Samantha. He said, "Food will be ready soon."


    He emptied his ss and after putting it down on the table, he took a deep breath and asked, "Miss


    Davis, about six years ago... Did you ever stay overnight at The Golden Eagle Hotel?"


    While Samantha paled, Ethan''s eyes tightened at her. He repeated, "Have you?"