Chapter 8 Escape

Can this day become more ugly?

Suppressing my stunned reaction, I nodded. “I am fine. Thanks for asking!” I cleared my throat and set my hair looking at the mirror. 

“Do you work in the McMillians?” I heard her silky smooth voice and turned to her. I looked into her eyes and shook my head. “No!” 

“Ah. Your face looks familiar. I guess I saw you somewhere?” A frown marred in between her eyes as her focused gaze was settled on my face. 

You forget me this soon, woman? 

My mouth stretched into a tight smile. 

“But I didn't see you anywhere, Miss. Have we met before?” My statement perhaps offended her as she laughed in disbelief. 

Her eyes narrowed at me with a dark gaze. 

“You didn't see me anywhere? As in not anywhere? Do you even know me?” She asked me, pointing her forefinger at herself. 

Her hard gaze reminded me of the first time we met. 

“Should I know you, Miss?” I asked simply. Her nose flared as she tilted her head at my audacity.

“Of course not. Not anyone can afford to know me. I wonder how you even get into this party, little girl!” She announced. I raised my brows at her. 

Little girl? You are just three years older than me, Miss.

“That's because I know few people here who invited me personally. Anyways, nice meeting you Miss. Have a great night ahead.” I smiled at her and walked out of the washroom, totally missing her enraged look. 

Still arrogant and snobby! 

“Raya, I have been looking for you. Could you manage for a while without me? I need to go somewhere urgently.” Jordan hurried to me as soon as he saw me. 

“Need to go somewhere? Jordan, you realised that I came here with you and you are leaving me alone. I don't know anyone here. And by the way what happened?” I asked him, stunned. 

“Denver’s girlfriend Nia’s father got into an accident so I have to drop her at the hospital. He couldn't leave this party as per Mr McMillan’s orders. So he requested me to drop her.” Jordan sighed. It was evident that he didn't want to go but had no say in this. 

That cold-hearted Robot! 

Jordan grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes. “I'm sorry it happened but if you want, you can come with me. We will drop her and come back as soon as possible.” 

I stared at his face and turned to look at crying Nia who just ruined my mood a few minutes ago. Denver was consoling her. 

“It's alright Jordan, I will wait for you here.” I assured him. He smiled and pulled me close before kissing my forehead, startling me.

“I promise I will come back soon.” He squeezed my hand and left with Nia to drop her at the hospital. 

I looked around nervously, probably anticipating another hurricane to hit me tonight. 

"Good evening, Ladies and gentlemen, today's host Scot Wittman is here. Thank you for honouring us with your presence today," Mr Wittman said on the mic with a slight courtesy as he eyed some of the prestigious personalities around the world gathering there to celebrate the success of Mr Mcmillians once again. 

The guests paid full attention to Mr Wittman. I was also focused on him. "As an employee of Mcmillians group, I am proud to announce that Mr Mcmillian has once again won the International Businessman of the Year. His vision in the field of digital innovation has changed the business world completely. Though the list is long but I don't want to bore you all with my speech. So I'm giving this shoutout to Mr Noah Everest McMillian and his perfect performance. Enjoy the party, Ladies and gentlemen. Here is the music…” 

I turned to look at Him who was standing there like a robot. The speech didn't affect him a bit like he was used to hearing it on a daily basis. 

“Would you like to dance with me, Raya, as both of our partners are not available right now!” Denver offered me to dance with him. I hesitated first but nodded anyway. 

“Sure.” I accepted his offer. We danced for a good long minute and then music changed before switching partners. I bumped into a middle aged man who smiled at me viciously. 

“What's your name, beautiful?” He breathed near my neck as his hand travelled down on my hips and I felt repulsive. Men! 

“Keep that fucking hand off my body, you asshole!” I warned his ugly face. 

Yes, my patience level is zero when you try to harass me in any way. Even though I was not equal to these people’s status but my virtue and self-respect were everything for me. 

That man seemed to be taken aback by my words and glare. “Girl…you dare to call me names…” 

“Oh yes, Bloody bastard. Fuck off.” 

I peeled off his ugly hands from my body and turned around to leave the place but again my luck was not on my side. 

“Hey you, come back here..” That old hag yelled, grabbing the attention of few. 

I looked around hurriedly to escape from the crowded couples in a circle. As on cue, my eyes went to Mr Robot who was dancing stiffly with some woman. 

Where is his girlfriend? 

“You girl..iam coming for you.” The man snarled behind me. Dammit! I have to escape him.

Finding no way out of the circle, I turned around and ran straight to the man whose existence I recently started to hate.