I could feel the chills in my spine when I met his intense gaze, he didn't seem angry or annoyed, he just had this poker face on as he watched me.
I took slow and steady steps towards the small table in his office and dropped his lunch, I was about leaving when he spoke again in that menacing tone.
"Have you had lunch?" He asked.
There was no concern in his tone, he didn't seem like he cared wether or not I've had something to eat, perhaps he was just asking out of sheer curiosity, that made sense.
"Yes Mr Torrance, I had lunch in the office Cafetaria" I spoke with a timid smile. Technically I ate the sandwich I made from home in the cafeteria, I couldn't eat the food served there.
"Do you need anything else sir?" I asked.
I watched as he looked at me as if he was contemplating something but in the end he just shook his head, dismissing me.
Immediately I stepped out of his office, I took a deep breath and filled my lungs with air that was not tainted with Damon Torrance. I can't say I blame the man, his suffocating demeanor has everything to do with the kind of man that he is.
Rich, powerful, arrogant….unlike most of the Tycoons here in Country D, Damon Torrance actually earned everything that he owns.
Sure he started off working with his father's company, overtime he was able to build his own empire. It did help that he was able to acquire some investors and potential clients while he worked with his father but that didn't mean that he didn't put any work into it.
Truth be told, I kind of admire the man, underneath that stoic face and his aloofness, he is a hell of a CEO and a ruthless one at that. No one dares to cross him, and those who do pay dearly for it.
A lot could be said about the twenty-six year old billionaire but one thing that was a known fact was that Damon Torrance was a very Deviant man, his reputation presides him.
I glanced at the time on my phone, I still have a few hours before closing, I was done with my work for today, though Mr Torrance is suppose to have dinner with some business associates, I doubt he'll go considering the tired look on his face.
Regardless I picked up my phone and sent a text.
Ava : How's she doing?
I dropped my phone after seeing the message and took a deep breath, I checked today's date on my laptop.
'Just a few more days'
I thought to myself while I waited for a response. I heard the sound of my phone buzzing and my face turned gloomy as I read the text I just got from Doctor Chen.
Doctor Chen: She's still the same, there's no telling how long she can hold on. She needs the heart transplant now.
The message from the doctor was straight and simple and I could feel my heart breaking as I read every word. I fought back the tears that threaten to fall as I re read the text over and over again.
Doctor Chen has been the doctor in charge of my mums operation ever since she got admitted a few months ago. She was diagnosed with CAD Coronary artery disease, the doctor says she doesn't have long and they've been trying every medication I could afford.
It was worse before when I couldn't afford treatment, but even now, with all the money I'm spending on her medication and life support, the doctor says the only thing that can help her now is a heart transplant.
She applied for one months ago but there are about a hundred plus patients that also applied for a new heart, the chances of her getting a new heart are slim. For the time being, the doctor has her on life support which is costing me a lot but I don't mind, as long as my mum is okay.
I didn't realize that a tear was already rolling down my cheek while I was lost in thought, I didn't realise until I heard and felt his presence so close.
"Why are you crying?" His voice came out cold and distant startling me.
I was cut unaware and there was nothing I could do to get out of this situation, I couldn't lie and say I wasn't crying, because I'm sure he must I've seen the tears on my cheeks. I couldn't tell him the truth about my mum and her failing heart condition.
If I do, he's probably going to think I'm trying to take advantage of him and I honestly can't imagine him being concerned about this. Damon Torrance was a cold and heartless man who didn't give a fuck about anyone, his family included so why would he care about me?
Before I could think of something to say, he interrupted my trail of thoughts again.
"Nevermind. I'm not in the mood for dinner tonight so call Mr Volkov and tell him that we should have the meeting at the casino. 8pm." He spoke and without waiting for my response he turned around and walked back into his office.
'Was that all he had to say?' I thought as I watched his broad shoulders retreating back into his office.
'He could have just called the office phone or sent a message, why would he waste his precious time and come out to talk to me'
Without giving it much thought, I called Mr Volkov's assistant and relayed the message, I told him about the change of venue and a little adjustment to the time.
After that I glanced at the clock, just a few minutes past 3pm, after the text I got from doctor chen, I just want to rush out of here and head to the hospital to see my mum. But the office doesn't close till 6pm which means I still have another three hours.
I took a sip from my bottled water and tucked some strands of my hair that were falling out and then I focused my attention back to my computer screen. Completely oblivious to the man who's staring at me through the glass walls with an unfathomable look in his grey eyes.