Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
Chapter TWENTY-TWO: A Bad Client

Maurene 'S POV

Liam has been avoiding me. The message he just sent to me confirmed that thought. Since the night that I asked him about what business he had been doing, he totally evaded it which I honestly let him because I did not want to bug him with so many questions.

We were not in a relationship, and yes, we have a contract binding us. We were not in a really marriage so I did not expect him to be accountable to me but he was my best friend so I knew he would tell me when he wanted to. And there were boundaries also in our friendship. I would not cross them. I respected him to that extent.

He wanted me to meet with a client to discuss issues with a contract they sent. Apparently, you cannot rip Liam off, he would find out. Sometimes, I wondered how he did it and was able to find loopholes in their contract.

A sigh escaped my nostrils as I clipped the belt into place around my waist. He has been sending me on errands like these and I did not quite get why he wanted me to meet these people by myself when he could just come. He was the boss. Maybe I would have to tell him that but what can I say? He was my boss and he was paying me.

I stepped out of the house as usual and boarded a cab to the location of the place. It was a reservation made in a quite expensive restaurant, apparently. I headed for the entrance and met with the receptionist. She guided me to the place and added me the key to the reserved area.

The place was flashy and quite the money. How Liam got his connection to these people still baffled me. My mind flashed to when we had met with the vampires. Gosh, I did not want to meet them again. He should not make me.

A guard stood outside the place and I halted to a stop, hiding in the corner as I watched him. I felt like a their that was coming to raid them. I shook my head, gribbing the key in one hand and the files in the other. As I approached him, he turned in alert and waited till I got close.

"I am here to see-"

"You can go in." He cut me off and I gave him slowly nod as the door creaked open and I stepped in.

My heels clicked against the floor as a man who appeared to be in his forties sat at the top of the desk, going some files too. Okay, he was busy.

"Good day sir. I am Maurene Crawley. Liam Ferdinand's personal secretary." I introduced, only to earn to response.

I waited. For the past five minutes I've been standing and watching as this egoistic man typed away on his laptop like I did not have my work to do too. I said nothing as I swallowed hard and stood my ground.

I waited again and yet this man paid no attention to me. I thought of introducing myself again but then I realized he was not deaf. I dropped the papers on the desk and tipped my chin.

"I am here to discuss with you the terms of the contract. In clause five where you said you wanted the entire profits from the building to be given to you, I am very sure you didn't discuss that with Mr. Liam and..." I continued as I explained to him, not caring if he listened or not.

Sometimes, you just have to treat some clients like they didn't matter. After I was done, I paused. "So with this, we would like you to review the contract and send the actually discussed one. Thank you and have a nice day." I turned and walked out of the reservation area, not bothering to glance at the guard who watched me disappear.

Immediately I stepped out of the building, my phone beeped with a message alert and I glimpsed at the sender. It was Diana.

Why was she sending me a message?

I clicked on it as I stood by the road side. My eyes narrowed as I read the message. It was about coming home early to have dinner with the kids. I rolled my eyes at her message, clicking the phone off, only for it beep again and I pulled it out to check what else she sent but this time the sender was different. It was Liam but I did not have this contact of his saved. He had indicated it up.

Hi, This is Liam. Meet me at the Fab'Tique immediately you are done with the meeting.

My brows twitched. Why does Liam want me to meet him at a boutique? Gosh, he was starting to do too much. I think I would have to caution him because all of these does not matter. Nathaniel is not even here to watch us.

I shook my head and got into the cab that had brought me. I gave him the address of the place and kept my focus on the road. My mind aimlessly wandering back to the man I had met earlier. Who was he and why did he behave that way? People are just weird sometimes. We soon reached the front of the boutique and I could see Liam's car at the front. I paid the cab man and stepped out. Walking into the boutique, I was ushered politely into the place and it was cold. Goosebumps pricked my arms as I strode into the inner part of the place where Liam seemed to be discussing with a lady.

He nodded as she told him some things I could not hear from here with a smile that held hidden meaning. As if he could feel his gaze on me, he turned and his eyes brightened when he saw me.

"Oh, Maurene. You made it here. Quiet early." He glanced at his wristwatch with furrowed brows. I smiled and moved closer to them.

"Hi," I greeted the lady. The lady eyed me from toe to head before trying to fix me a smile. I almost rolled my eyes at her failed attempt to hide the fact that she liked Liam and didn't like the fact that he was smiling at me like. Liam snaked his arms around me.

"This is Maurene, my-"

"Can I see you for a brief second?" I cut him off. His eye twitched but he gave a reluctant nod before turning to the lady with red lipstick.

"We will be right back." He said to her as he led me away from her. We stopped at the place close to the dressing area.

"You came quite early." He noted.

I shook my head. "Don't you think it is wrong for you to tell her I am your wife? It is obvious she likes you and I don't want to be the reason you won't find someone who would be your soul mate." I tried to reason with him. His face contorted into confusion before it relaxes and he burst out laughing.

Why was he laughing? Did I say anything funny?