#Chapter6

Do You Have A Boyfriend?02

At 5:00 o'clock, I peeked into his office again. Even though I'll get the same answer, but as an act of professionalism, I knocked on his door. And after he says 'come in', I just stand on the door frame saying goodbye to him.

"Okay, be ready at 7:00 pm," he said not even giving me a glance.

I just nodded and didn't care if he sees me or not.

At 6:30 pm, I finished taking a bath and drying my hair with the blower.

"What am I supposed to wear? He didn't even mention where he will take me. My God!" I pulled my hair and sighed in frustration.

I took my mascara and applied it to my lashes. And since it's not a date, I just add eyeliner and nude lipstick.

"That's it! This would be fine. I don't need to put more makeup. He's my boss and this is not a date." I told myself in front of the mirror.

For my dress, I simply wear my simplest sleevelessnavy blue floral dress that ended just midthigh. I've added some curls on my hair to make it more bouncy, and that's okay. Twoinch black sandals for my feet. I don't want him to think that I really put an effort to this 'Set up", although I did a little... just a little.

At exactly 7:00 pm, I heard a knock on the front door. I went down the stairs to open it but found Jaime (my flatmate) talking to someone at the door.

"Here she is," she said looking at me, smiling. I walked towards them.

"Good evening, Ms Davis. I'm Jhon and I am Mr Wilsons driver. I am here to pick you up."

"Oh, okay." I smiled at him and turned to Jaime but she has an arched eyebrow.

I winked at her and exited the door, following John to the car. He opened the passenger seat door for me.

"Thank you, Jhon," I said before he closed the door.

"Your welcome, Ms Davis." he closed it before I could speak again.

When he's already sitting in the driver's seat, I called him again.

"Jhon?"

"Yes, ma'am?" he looked at me, waiting for my next statement.

"Just call me Madi, please. Calling me Ms Davis makes me feel old. I'm only 26." I smiled to ease his tension.

"Okay Madi, if that's what you want."

"Thanks." I smiled at him and he started the engine.

I didn't bother asking him where we're going. I'm just waiting to get to our destination.

After 20 to 25 minutes of sightseeing in the streets, we're passing, the frown on my forehead deepening as I noticed that the road looked familiar to me. And I closed my eyes tightly when we stop and he parked at the parking lot in front of the very very familiar fine dining restaurant.

"Ms Davis I mean Madi, we're here. Mr Wilsons is waiting for you inside." John informed me.

"Where exactly are we?" I asked without opening my eyes.

"At the restaurant where Mr Wilsons told me to take you."

I took a deep breath. "What is the name of the restaurant?" I asked him again still in closed eyes, silently praying not the same restaurant I was thinking of.

"Maiden restaurant."

"Oh, shit!" I muttered under my breath.

Maiden in short for Madielyn and it's my Dad's nickname to me when I was young. It's the first restaurant I've built out of three.

"Is there a problem, Madi?" he asked, sounding worried.

I opened my eyes, took a deep breath and smiled at him.

"No, Jhon. I'm okay. Thank you for picking me up."

"My pleasure." he was about to take off his seatbelt but I stopped him.

"It's okay, Jhon. Let me." I smiled again before opening the door and stepped out.

His eyes held a silent protest but I just waved at him before walking towards the entrance of the restaurant. But of course, not before calling Noelle. I shook my head at the scenario I am imagining in my head after this.

I told her to talk to all the staff not to greet me when they see me inside, which I know a bit impossible. I don't know how she will manage to do that, but I've sent her a message again that I will explain everything once I have time.

"Good evening ma'am Ms Madi?" the security guard at the entrance greeted me with wide eyes.

I placed my index finger to my lips to show him to be quite. I think he got it and he smiled before nodding.

But the moment I entered...

"Good eveningMs.Madi?" Susan, one of our waitresses held the same expression with the guard. "You're so beautiful Ms Madi," she said in excitement. She has the reservation book in her hands.

"Good evening, Susan. Ahm.. is there a name of Gabriel Wilsons on your lists tonight?" I asked smiling and her eyes light up more.

"Let me check it, ma'am." she scanned the lists. "Oh, yes ma'am. Do you want me to show you where the table is?"

And my eyes went wide. "Oh no, it's okay, just tell me where it is. Uhm, by the way, is he already here?"

"Yes, ma'am, he's already here. He's in the leftwing, third table before the corner."

"Okay, thank you."

"Are you sure ma'am, you don't want me to show you the table?"

"No, it's okay. There is no need to do that. Thank you, Susan." I said smiling.

"You're welcome, Ms Madi." she smiled back at me.

"Uhm... wait, Susan. Please go to Ms Noelle after this, she has some instructions for all of you. You should go now, just left the reservation book to the guard for a while."

"Yes ma'am." she nodded without asking back.

After that, I went to Mr Wilsons' table. And I found him on his phone frowning and talking to someone on the other line.

I just wonder if it's the same person he's talking to on the phone a few days ago... An investigator as I remembered.

'Ohh, tsk..tsk..tsk.. poor someone whoever you are, I pity you for getting hired by him. Until now, he can't get over with his exgirlfriend that he needs to hire an investigator to monitor her'

And then, there's the sudden 'pinch' in my heart again.