In the Trap

"Sir, Miss Celeste arrived with her secretary, and they are now in the waiting room."

Having just stepped out of the elevator that lurked in his room, Ethan was already greeted by Hazel, who reported something in a hurry, startling him to almost falling over from the sudden stop.

"Who?"

"Miss Celeste," Hazel replied, repeating her words.

In the next second, Ethan ran to his room and pressed the remote to close the window until it was no longer visible. Hazel came after him with a puzzled look on her face.

"Now's not a good time for her to see me, let alone find out my identity," Ethan said solemnly. "She came to ask the reason about yesterday, right?"

"Yes." Hazel nodded. "But I haven't met her because I was waiting for you."

Ethan seemed to think for a moment and then looked at Hazel intently. "You'd better go see her. Say sorry and tell them to wait patiently. I hope you understand what I mean."

"Yes, I understand. Then I'll leave first, sir," Hazel replied swiftly.

After bowing politely, she left Ethan's room and, not forgetting to close the door again, walked gracefully towards where Ariana was.

Ethan was silent again, seemingly thinking about something. Then he walked around the table, sat in his chair, and turned on his computer to monitor the movement in the waiting room.

Hazel, who had just arrived, greeted Ariana and her secretary in a friendly manner. The two people also gave her a big smile. Then, the three of them sat down in their respective seats.

"Miss Celeste, I apologize for keeping you waiting," Hazel said as an opening.

Ariana just smiled, looking so beautiful that anyone who saw her would instantly fall under her spell. "No problem, Miss Hazel. I know you must be busy."

"But my coming here is not without cause. The Celeste family has become a client willing to pay a high price for every transaction. No matter how high the price is, we still agree to go ahead with the deal. Money is not a problem for us. So I am curious about the reason for the villa project I proposed last time." There was an obvious arrogance and hubris in her words, showing that she was a powerful woman and no one could get rid of her.

Living and growing up in a family that spoiled her with wealth, seeing material things as everything, made Ariana a person with a very high level of confidence, thinking that she was the only woman at the top.

Her ego and bad logic completely clouded her conscience. Her beautiful face and body are very supportive, making her feel even more above the clouds.

Hazel could only smile at the sight. She had met many people like this, so she was used to it. "Miss Celeste, I'm sorry, you might have to wait a little longer to be able to run this project. Our CEO doesn't want to take the risk of running many big projects at once because this company doesn't have much experience yet. So, we can only ask for your availability to wait. However, if it can't be delayed, you can go to another company. I will help you contact them later."

"Miss Hazel, why do you think I left this project to you guys?" Unexpectedly, Ariana asked the question with her expressionless face. But anyone who heard her tone would know that the 28-year-old was upset.

"Of course, we're very grateful that you've put your trust in our company. But, Miss Celeste, we are truly sorry," Hazel calmly said. She also smiled gracefully, making her sweet figure look even more charming.

"You know very well that trust is a rare thing in the business world. Something this big... if I've given it to you, shouldn't you do your best not to let me down?" This time, Ariana's expression became angry. Her thin eyebrows dipped sharply with a haughty look in her eyes. "I don't want to know, this project should still be run by you guys."

"Jade, you take care of everything. Whatever the funds are, just give them, the important thing is that this project should run smoothly." Then, Ariana stood up, bowed briefly to Hazel, and waltzed away with her haughty stride.

Hazel lowered her gaze and smiled faintly. She then looked at Secretary Jade, who was also looking at her while handing her a document. "Secretary Hazel, please help."

What happened there was seen by Ethan.

He immediately had a big smile on his face. He whistled happily as he shut down his computer and walked out of the room with his car keys in hand.

Big money was coming soon!

After arriving at the basement, he sent a message to Hazel and then entered his car and ran it at a moderate speed.

However, unbeknownst to Ethan, when he was just getting out of there, Ariana, who was about to head to her car, accidentally saw him.

"Isn't that the poor loser's car?" she muttered in surprise. "What's he here for?"

"Basement? No...." Suddenly, a thought crossed Ariana's mind. She rushed into her car and chased after Ethan, who was already far away.

Even so, she did not give up. Swerving right and left at high speed was nothing new to Ariana. And that was realized by Ethan, who was enjoying the music in a good mood.

Ethan looked at the side mirror, which showed a white car trying to catch up with him. Without guessing, he already knew who the person in the car was. "Ariana? Why is she chasing me?"

After that, he stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated the speed. He immediately overtook two cars at once, causing Ariana, who was behind him, to frown in annoyance.

"Damn it! That loser seems to know already!" Ariana gritted her teeth and raced to get Ethan.

The chase continued for a long time, making other drivers' horns honk in annoyance.

When on a quieter road, Ariana didn't waste it and immediately overtook Ethan's car, blocking it abruptly and forcing the man to slam on the brakes to avoid a collision.

Ethan's breath caught, not from surprise, but from anger.

This crazy woman was really looking to die. What she did could not only get him hurt but others as well. Thinking this, Ethan immediately looked at the rearview mirror, and instantly, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there were no other vehicles besides them.

Just then, Ariana walked quickly up to Ethan's car and hit the glass roughly. "Get out, you loser!"