The Last Laugh novel Chapter 61

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Ace's POV:

The next day, I parked into the office's parking lot at seven thirty. I grabbed my briefcase and got out of the car. It was full of money. The money I had to lend Christina with.

As I made my way towards the building, I was about to get in when someone stepped out.

We exchanged quick greetings. I looked at his face for about a second but then stopped dead in my tracks.

I turned and watch the man go. He had on a fat T-shirt, faded jeans and dirty shoes.

I'd already seen him. But where?

I shrugged and got into the building.

I headed straight for Christina's office.

"Good morning, lovely," I said.

"Good morning, my love."

"Here," I put the briefcase on the table, "Just as promised."

I opened the briefcase, showing her all the money. Her face brightened.

"Oh my! So much money!" she said happily, touching the money dreamily like some sort of lunatic.

"Told you you could count on me," I leaned over and placed a simple kiss on her lips.

"Oh, oh, oh! But I never doubted. I trust you completely!"

I found myself smiling mischievously.

"I love you. So much!" she said happily.

Yeah right.

She didn't love me. She loved the fact that I was good looking and rich. I wasn't stupid. I wasn't a kid no more.

"I know," I smiled, "Let me go work."

"Okay, baby. Thank you once again."

"Yeah."

I turned and left her office, leaving her to think that she'd found a new man from whom she could steal money.

Christina's POV:

Once Ace was far away, I burst out laughing hysterically.

Men were so stupid! Especially the younger ones. I'd gotten Ace to fall for me. Yes! I look at all the money he'd given me.

I would use it to revive the company and then I would ask more money for my own self. Of course he would give.

Though I wasn't in love with him, I trusted him wholeheartedly.

I picked some money and threw it in the air, laughing.

"Christina, you are one bad bitch!" I laughed hysterically, "A money witch!"

I happily served myself a glass of vodka, "You got yourself a company, and now you've got yourself a young heir who fucks good."

I laughed for a long time then sipped my drink. I looked at the ceiling.

"Hey, Ken? Can you hear me? Told you I was gonna be rich. Without needing your dead ass," I laughed. "Say hi to Paul for me!"

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Ace's POV:

When I got to my office, I sat down and laughed.

"Keep thinking you've won, you witch," I said to myself, "You'll cry the tears out of your skin on that day."

I stood up and served myself a glass of wine. A satisfied smirk on my face, I went and stood by one of the large windows, enjoying the view of the beautiful city. Suddenly, my door flung open and a frowning Sawyer came in. I turned to her.

"Don't you know how to knock?" I asked in wonder.

She folded her arms.

"Shut up."

My brows shot up.

"What?"

"You heard me. We need to talk."

"About?"

"Us."

I smiled, amused.

"Us? Who is 'us'?" I mused.

She frowned.

"Ace, I'm serious. You can't just tell me you have a girlfriend and expect me to be happy for you!"

My mouth dropped slightly open.

"Wh- what? Who asked you to be happy for me, baby girl?" I teased taking a sip of my drink.

Sawyer's POV:

I was so angry with him.

"Ace, I can't allow you be with someone else! Do you hear me?!"

He looked at me, clear amusement in his eyes.

"Sawyer, what do you want me to do?" he chuckled, "I'm taken. What happened between both of us was sexy but you proved to me that you weren't a ready for a real relationship, and so, I went away."

"No! I proved I loved you and that you mean much to me!"

He mused.

Was he taking me for granted? I couldn't hate him because I'd fallen way too much. He was too handsome.

"Just as much as Kevin?"

"Kevin is a nobody," I approached him, "It's you I want!"

I tried to touch him but he stepped back.

"Leave my office, Sawyer. Now," he said with sudden seriousness.

"No."

Ace's POV:

At that moment, Heather stepped into my office. I gulped. She stopped halfway, staring at Sawyer.

"Can't you see we're talking??" Sawyer asked rudely.

Was she crazy? After all what she'd done to Heather. Heather dropped the documents she was carrying.

"Are you talking to me?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yes! I'm busy. And I'm talking to Ace. Leave."

She had no respect.

Heather scoffed.

"You dare," she stated and started making her way towards Sawyer. I could smell an upcoming fight.

I quickly got in the way.

"Sawyer, leave my office," I stated, Heather was behind me and I'd blocked her with my arms so she wouldn't get any closer to Sawyer.

"But Ace-"

"Leave," I said firmly. She rolled her eyes and angrily left my office.

Phew.

I locked the door and then turned to Heather.

Heather's POV:

"Don't mind the witch," Ace said, hugging me.

"The bitch," I added and he chuckled a little. I smiled at him.

"That's better. I love to see you smile," he said and let me go.

"So how are you my princess?" he asked. I blushed a little.

"I'm fine," I smiled and took a seat while he took his.

"That's wonderful to hear. What are you doing tonight?" he asked.

"Nothing. I actually came here to tell you something."

"Yeah?"

"I'm travelling tomorrow morning."

The smile on his face faded.

"Where to?"

"To New York. It's for a fashion show and I'll be needed," I replied, slightly nervous. I knew he wouldn't be glad about it. He stared at me and I reddened.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier," I added.

His expression softened.

"It's okay, baby," he held my hand, "I understand it's for work."

I smiled.

"Thanks, baby. How about we have dinner tonight?"

He smiled

"Good idea. At my place. Eight."

"Yeah. Eight," I replied with a smile.