FLASH MARRIAGE; CHARMED BY THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE CEO - Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Feedback

It was a very busy day at the Andex group of company headquarters, as Blaze moved from one board meeting to other scheduled clientele meetings, signing new deals and absorbing new investors.

He didn’t get the chance to do a follow-up, on Amelia’s equally busy day at her company except for one time when he tried to verify if the divorce papers had been duly signed.

After almost eight hours of a hectic work schedule, Blaze finally got a few minutes of break to check in with other pressing matters.

Seated in a relaxed position, with his chin resting on his left hand and legs crossed, Blaze listened intently to Marcus as the latter gave feedback on Amelia’s eventful day. His calm and collected expression slowly turned cold and lethal as Marcus made mention of Amelia hurting herself in the process of punching Jerry.

“And what did Pascal and Clay do to the bastard?” Blaze asked in a viciously dangerous tone.

“Nothing, boss.” Marcus avoided Blaze blood cuddling gaze.

“Nothing!” Blaze roared.

“According to Pascal, Miss Amelia stopped them from dealing with Mr Morgan, sir. She only instructed Clay to ensure he signed the divorce and transfer of share papers before throwing him out of the company.”

“Where is the bastard now?” Blaze clenched his fist, angry at Amelia’s decision to let Jerry and Gwen off the hook without allowing her bodyguards to ruffle them up a bit.

“After he was kicked out from the company, he went straight to the Senator’s mansion, where he spent roughly three hours. Next, he visited the Oak bar where he spent an hour drinking with one of his friends who goes by the name of Reuben. After leaving the bar, he makes his trip home, freshens up and drives out of town. Our spies are currently tailing him and I’m yet to get any updates concerning this sudden trip.”

“Hmmm…make sure you keep the fool and the rest of the greedy bunch under your radar at all times. Find a way to tap into all of their phone conversations. I want to know what they know, the places they visit, the people they interact with, and most importantly, every call made within and outside that mansion. We cannot afford to take any chances with those chameleons until we have brought each and every one of them down to their knees.” Blaze stressed his last statement with a note of warning.

“Yes sir.”

Blaze’s private phone beeped twice, alerting him to a new message. He sat up and picked up the phone from the table.

A deep crease appeared on his forehead when he saw a message from his mother requesting him to come back home with his cousin who hadn’t returned since the previous night. He also saw that he had two missed calls and a text message from his best friend, Henry.”

“What about Tina? Have you found out anything about her?” Blaze asked while scrolling through the messages and reading the content.

“Yes sir.” Marcus nodded. “All her information checked out. She arrived in the city two weeks ago after signing a five-year contract with Kendrick Studios here in Salvine city.”

“She did what?” Blaze lifted his eyes away from his phone screen, his sharp and chilly gaze causing Marcus to flinch a bit.

“She signed a five-year contract, sir,” Marcus repeated his words cautiously. “According to our sources, she has been asking questions about you, your cousin and Madam Anderson. We have reasons to believe that she is hoping to rekindle her romantic relationship with you.”

“Is that so.” Blaze chuckled, a devilish glint flashing across his chilly gaze.

“Yes sir. Do you want me to put a tag on her?”

“There’s no need for that,” Blaze said in a dismissive tone. “I know how to deal with her. What about my fiancee? Has she left the office?”

“Yes sir. But she left with one of her admin managers at a business meeting. The last time I checked, she was at the Bulvard restaurant with the admin manager and one of her investors from TP Ltd who was threatening to pull out from the company.”

“Send me the contact of the investor.”

“Yes sir.”

“Also find out if she is still at the Bulvard,” Blaze said, dialling a number on his phone.

“Yes sir,” Marcus said, standing up and excusing himself temporarily.

“Hello, clown.” Blaze leaned back in his seat, a smile stretching across his lips.

“Hey, genius. Finally, pick up your phone.” The calm and jovial voice of a man echoed from the other end.

“What can I say, I’m a busy man?”

“Yeah right.”

“How was your flight?”

“Boring as hell, bro. I was forced to remain in my disguise all through the flight to keep those screaming ladies and damn paparazzi off my back.”

“Being an A-List actor and a handsome celebrity comes with a lot of hassle. You signed up for it and you’re swimming in money. So stop whining like a girl.” Blaze said brutally.

“Men, that hurts. But I still love you, bro.”

“Keep the love for your many girlfriends. I don’t need it.”

“Speaking about girlfriends, I haven’t dated for a while now. I’m really searching for the one. I think I’m ready to settle down. Maybe I could find her in Salvine city.”

“I wish you good luck.”

“What about you? Any hope of a Mrs Blaze Anderson on the line?”

Blaze features hardened. “Did my mom put you up to this?”

“No… Just a harmless question from one brother to another.”

“Yeah right. Harmless my foot. Just stay out of my business.” Blaze warned.

“Your business is my business, bro. By the way, are we still hanging out by 7:00 in the evening?”

“Sure. I’ll pick you up from your hotel.”

“Now you’re talking. See you later bro.”

“Yeah…” Blaze hung up turning his attention back to Marcus.

“Sir, I just sent you the number of the investor at TP Ltd. Also, I have been notified that Miss Shawls is still at the Bulvard restaurant with the investor. But according to Pascal, she is planning to stop by at her father’s office before catching up with some of her old friends at the Diamond Star bar.”

“Place a VIP reservation at the Diamond Star bar and get the car ready,” Blaze said, checking out the contact Marcus sent him and dialling the number.