Whiter

Part 3

Arriving at home, Shanon hurriedly picks up a cell phone and calls Viella.

"Hello Vi." Started Shanon with a vibrating sound.

"Hello Shany. What's with your voice?"

Shanon was silent for a while to brace himself.  He didn't mean to make Viella worry but what was the power? This incident is beyond belief.

"I'm in the office with him." Shannon continued in a small voice. She knew Viella did not understand what she was talking about. Naturally, Shanon never told the rumor to his best friend.

"Him? She who?"

Shanon swallowed his grief. "Jared's."

Viella sounded surprised breath. "OMJ! Jared's? R-really's? Jared's? Jared Walter?

"Hm" muttered Shanon speechless.

Viella was silent as she was. His best friend seemed to be pervading what was going on here. Shannon hasn't discussed Jared's problems in 4 years. He acted as if the man had vanished unceremoniously from his life. All this time he was able to refrain from opening his voice but when the figure who was as strong as he could try to forget it came back and will always appear in the daily life of Shanon made him shaken.

"I heard she's married" Viella said calmly.

"Yes, I know that."

"You miss him?"

Shanon was silent for a while before admitting with a small mutter.

"How does he respond when he sees you?" asked his best friend who then re-deepened the knife stab in his chest. Perih and so painful.

"D-he... He doesn't remember me."

"You mean Jared's acting like he never knew you?"

Shanon took a deep breath. "I don't know. I saw a very foreign me in his eyes, like he had just met a new person," he said, clenching his teeth.

"What did you say?"

"I greeted him. He's angry that I'm being informal with him serving as chief director." Shanon closed his eyes feeling the pain. "Tomorrow I'll deal with the personnel manager. I'm sure my career will be over."

"Oh Shany," said Viella full of pity. "I know how you feel but believe me, it would be very wrong if you still wanted to. He's a married man. Jared's just your ex-boyfriend. I think his decision to forget everything was good enough because it was over."

Shanon looked down full of sadness. "You're right" he replied in a whisper. "I'm going to run the risk of all this tomorrow. Thank you for reminding me of my position, Vi."

Viella did not answer. There was a long pause before his best friend spoke again. "You've suffered long enough. Trust me, this is all for the best."

"I know." Shanon took a deep breath. "Thanks Vi's. Good night."

"Good night, Shany."

After her conversation with Viella ended, Shanon struggled on the bed with a long cry. Her tears were shed to weep for what she had lost. Viella was right but Shanon was fed up with being the good part who always gave up. No one had ever been willing to side with him. Everyone said that he was inappropriate, asked him to give up, encouraged him to step down. Torture seemed to come nonstop for him. But now Jared appeared in front of him. If he was really destined not to be with Jared then why were they reunited?

Is it just to test his patience?

Shanon shook his head to feel the pillow now soaked by his tears.

How much longer will he have to cry for Jared? Exactly a year ago he decided not to think about the man anymore but why else would he have to be tested with a meeting like this?

He closed his eyes sadly. All of this must mean something. That's absolutely right. Jared must have come back to remind him of what he had to fight for. Shannon will not lose again. He deserves to fight and this time should deserve what he fought for.

Shannon's determination is round. He won't give up. Even if Jared had forgotten himself, he would still be fighting. If the old Jared can't get him back, he'll make a new Jared for himself.

Shanon's hands clenched. He will not be weak anymore. Whatever obstacles ahead, he would face them with all his might because the first thing he would do was to seek refuge. Strong protection that will always be on her side.

Jared Walter's.

It will make Jared fall in love with him again.

Shanon's breakfast this time is not food but a reprimand from the HRD section. There is Mr. Robert is the personnel manager. He was right to be here according to what Jared said yesterday afternoon. Now he is being tried for the great crime he has committed.

"Don't you know the rules, Shanon?" reprove Mr. Robert. "You don't read the rules? Remember position. You're a receptionist who must always uphold decency and courtesy then how can your unprofessional attitude arise and be attached to the main director?"

Mr. Robert pointed to a cctv that showed how Shanon had called and had an impolite speech to the company's leadership. He could only grunt faintly in his heart.

"Sorry sir. I didn't mean it." Shanon displays a glare at his face. "Father knows my quality for these three months, sir. I try so hard to never make a mistake. Yesterday I accidentally did that because of Mr. Jared looks a lot like my ex-lover, sir. I think it was him, it wasn't. I seem to be hallucinating, sir." Shannon pleaded with her hand.

"Please give me one more chance sir. I won't repeat it. I'll apologize to Mr. Jared's. I'll do anything to keep my job, sir."

Mr. Robert turned to Hans who was the head of the HRD section. He looked back at Shanon who was showing a look of despair before saying, "If not for Mr. Hans defended you and showed you all your good work history then you must be out by now, Shanon."

Shanon could only bow and listen. He is prepared to be lectured all day long as he is not fired today.

"I'll talk about this with

Mr. Jared's. Better put your quality first, Shanon. If not, none of us can help you."

"Good, sir. I've understood. Thank you sir." Shanon bowed to Mr. Robert then went to Hans who had always been nice to him. "Thank you, Mr. Hans."." Hans."

"You may return to your work" ordered Mr. Robert followed Shanon quickly.

He closed the door of the HRD room behind him then exhaled a long breath of relief. Soon a big smile appeared on his lips.

You are doing good, Shany.

As quickly as lightning he told Lowy that he had to go to the toilet because of digestive problems. Of course given permission, but what Shanon did was not go to the toilet but enter the elevator and press the button that takes him to the 18th floor, the special room of the President Director.

A slanted smile rose on his lips. Here we go.

"Good morning, Fira," Shanon said to Fira Atyana, Jared's secretary.

"Morning, Shanon." He cringed. "What needs lead you to the main director area?"

Shanon chuckled. "You know? I just got into trouble relating to our new director. The personnel manager, Mr. Robert, asked me to apologize for my bad behavior yesterday afternoon. So I want to know Mr.'s empty schedule. Jared what time is it? I want to take the shortest time possible to solve this problem."

Fira laughed while shaking. "Everyone is obsessed with Mr. Jared but only this time I saw a reckless employee like you."

Shanon rolled his eyeballs. "I didn't mean it" he continued with a small laugh. "Hurry telling. I have to go back down."

Fira laughed, fiddled with the computer in front of her and set her eyes on Shanon again.

"Mrs. Jared has about 15 minutes of free time after lunch."

Shanon.

"Thanks Fira's. I'll be back later." He breezed away leaving Fira who shook his head in wonder.

The clock rotated quickly until lunchtime was almost over. Shanon hurriedly climbed to the 18th floor trying to get a chance to meet Jared in his room.

Fira was already standing in his position and seemed to be anticipating the arrival of Shanon.

"Hei Fira, is the director inside?" shanon asked pointing at the door.

Fira nodded. "But I have to ask Mr. Jared if he lets you in or not."

Hell ooh!

What if he doesn't allow it?

Shanon nodded in understanding.

"Help him to let me in" Shannon said as Fira picked up the phone.

"I really need this. Please." Please Shanon make Fira confused as to what to say if Mr. Jared refused his presence.

Shanon waited as Fira said,

"Good day, Mr. Jared. Shanon Aldeana from reception wants to meet you. Did you give him permission to enter, Mr. Jared?"

Shanon could not hear a reply from his new director but patiently waited and waited again. When Fira puts the phone back on, Shanon stands straight up.

"Can?"

"Yes." Yeah." Fira moved uneasily. "Just Mr. Jared doesn't have much time. Besides, he sounds unhappy with your presence." Fira raised both eyebrows when she saw Shanon who was smiling thinly.

"I can handle it" said Shanon moving towards the door that now looks a little creepy. "I have to get in. Leadership time is not much, is it?"

Without a second thought, Shanon knocked and opened the door. He came into a room so clean and clean. One side of the walls of the room is designed transparently to make New York City buildings look so clear. Shanon's eyes immediately moved quickly to find the figure that was his main goal.

Jared Walter's. He was sitting in his big chair. Today he was wearing a white shirt with a brown tie. Her hair still looks neat, her face is still fresh but her eyes are so cynical.

Shanon was a little stiff, but as fast as lightning he tried to wipe the anxiety off his face. With a confident smile he stepped in closer and closer to Jared.

"Good day, Mr. Jared," said Shanon without hesitation. It was enough for him to always live in doubt. This time Shanon was no longer interested in being weak.

Before he was here, he prepared himself. Sentence and make up already she polishes as best as possible. Shanon shuddered amusedly as he reflected this afternoon. How much he was interested in making the director hooked on his charm.

He had succeeded once, so how was it different this time? He is now more mature in all things. Isn't the important point already he got when everything has matured?

Jared looked at him with an even cold flat expression. He sat there with arrogance while Shanon shamelessly stood up elegantly deliberately taking out a million of his charms.

"Do you still have personal business with me?" jared said like a boss full of self-control in general.

Shanon was not focused when he heard the sweet voice he used to like now turned into very cynical and felt far away. Everything changes, don't you think? Time must change everything.

"I've come to apologize for my actions, Mr. Jared's." With tough eyes, Shanon sat in the front seat of Jared without permission. He folded his hands, leaned his body slightly and went back to being semi-formal. "I'm sure my words have caused anxiety for you."

Shannon came closer on purpose so that Jared could see the tiny lips now covered in red lipstick. Since entering as a new employee in this office, some male employees often praise her beauty and even admire her. At first he did not press but now he seems to need that praise as a reflection of himself.

Shannon thought Jared would remain silent on his position. It's really big wrong. Jared folded his hands on the table and leaned in the same way as Shanon did before.

This director is not an old man who is married and has many children. Jared is married and has one child but he is still relatively young, so his behavior can still compensate Shanon. Jared seems to know what Shanon is doing here.

Shanon who did not anticipate Jared's reply to his movements felt uncomfortable immediately. He thought Jared who was stiff, professional and cold would still maintain his formal attitude but it was not. He replies like a real single guy.

"Shanon Aldeana's. That name is pretty good for you" Jared said with a flat expression. "If you still want to keep that beautiful name with a good image then keep your attitude from now on."

That scathing phrase was enough to melt Shanon's resolve in a matter of seconds. Everything Jared Walter does here is very professional and very gripping. Every movement and his words seemed to tear the body of Shanon repeatedly. Even for a moment he thought again about his ability to play this role.

He knew it was wrong but there was no other way. If this wrong path is able to lead him to a great victory then he will gladly do so.

Without fear, Shanon let out a slanted smile with his eyes fixed on the light blue eyes before him without the slightest trepidation.

"A beautiful name with a good image does not always lead us to a pleasure," said Shanon began to play his lentic fingers over his red lips.

"Anyways you need fire to get the best cup of hot coffee, don't you, Mr Jared?"

They looked at each other and felt their respective auras. No one's giving up here. But one thing that Shanon knows, Jared has started to step into his entanglement.