Chapter 9

Emilyn is working on a small plan for the interview, just in case plan A fails. Then, she remembers something; she totally forgets that she has to update Taylor on her project.

She got up from her chair immediately and head to Taylor's office, but stop in her steps when she sees Taylor walking towards her desk.

"Hey, Taylor. I'm about to find you." Emilyn told Taylor when Taylor stop in front of Emilyn.

"Emilyn, I expect a report every week. This is our biggest interviewee. We got to make it perfect." Taylor said.

"I'm sorry, but I got something to report to you," Emilyn said quickly. Taylor nods, and Emilyn takes it as a sign to continue, "So, I've spoken to Christopher Evans, and he agrees to do the interview. Just one small problem is that he hasn't mentioned what he's going to do for the interview yet."

"Have you...." Emilyn interjects Taylor.

"Yes, I've constantly kept tabs on him."

Taylor smiles and nods. "Excellent, I knew you are the one for this job. Keep up with the good work." She pats Emilyn's shoulder. "And always remember to update me every once a week," she said and left.

Emilyn let out a breath; thank goodness, She thought Taylor was about to kill or lecture her. Emilyn sat back down on my chair and twirled around.

Suddenly, she heard her name being shouted through the room; Emilyn quickly turn around to see Andrew running towards her.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Emilyn asked as Andrew reaches her desk, panting.

"Oh my god, I not doing that ever again." He pants heavily. Once he catches his breath, Emilyn asked again, "so what's wrong?"

"Look at this." He shows her the pictures in his hand. Emilyn frown; these pictures are of her and Christopher Evans. One is walking from his office to the restaurant, a few are Emilyn and him walking from the restaurant to my office, and the last one is both of them standing in front of the office building.

"What? How?" Emilyn question

"Em, you know Christopher Evans? Are you guys dating?" He asked

"No. This was when I went to his office about the interview, and he invites me to lunch, that's all." Emilyn explain. "But how did you get these?"

"I saw one of the writers writing an article on this. They even got the headline down. It is called Christopher Evans's new girlfriend?"

"What?" Emilyn was flabbergasted. "Andrew, you got to help me; this can't get out," She said with a worried tone.

"I'll try my best." He nodded and ran back to where he came from.

Emilyn slumped on her chair and sigh. She brushes a hand through her hair frustratedly.  How could she not be careful enough? What should she do now? These are all the questions running through her head.

"Should I call him?" Emilyn asked herself. Emilyn is contemplating on the idea. But, the picture includes Christopher too. She should let him know.

Her fingers hover above his number. Emilyn took a deep breath before pressing.

The phone rang twice before he answers, "So, have you decide to return my shirts?" He asked in a teasing tone.

"I have it, but it isn't about it," Emilyn explain everything to him. Christopher then told Emilyn that he'd come by to her office immediately and end the call.

Emilyn places her phone down and waits for him. Her legs bounce up and down, picking on her nails as she kept her eyes at the main entrance of her office.

She stood up from her desk when she saw a tall figure walking into her office. His eyes scan the room and ignore all the other looks people are giving him. As soon as his eyes spot Emilyn, Christopher walks towards her.

"Hey, where are the pictures?" Christopher asked in a serious tone, which Emilyn never heard before.

"Follow me." Emilyn leads him to Andrew. "Andrew," She called his name when they reach Andrew's desk.

"What?" He turns around. Once he turns around and saw Christopher, Andrew just stared at Christopher without blinking.

"Andrew, Andrew," Emilyn called his name to get his attention.

He shakes his head, "I'm sorry."

"Do you have the pictures?" Emilyn asked

"I gave them back to the writers over there." he pointed to his left.

"Why didn't you keep it?" Emilyn frowned

"I can't. The writers keep fussing to get it. So, they snatch it away from me." He looks down.

"Is fine." Emilyn turns around to ask Christopher what to do, but he's already gone.

"Where is he?" Emitln asked Andrew. He pointed to his left and saw Christopher threatening the writers. She quickly ran towards the writer's desk.

"Give it to me. This is against my privacy; you can't put this online." Emilyn stand next to Christopher, but the writers still insist not to give him. "Fine, I'll pay for it. How much do you want them for?"

"$10,000 for each copy." The writer said daringly. There are six pictures; the total will be 60,000. Emilyn gasped. "Mr Evans, I don't think you should do it." Emilyn persuades him.

"No. Stand there and keep quiet." He said harshly. Emilyn stands back a little and obeys his words.

"$60,000, deal," Christopher said. "I'll transfer the money to you." The writer states his bank account, and he immediately transfers the massive amount to him. "It is done. Can I have the picture now?" Christopher glares. The writer happily passes the pictures to him.

Christopher flicked through the pictures and asked, "are these all?" He questions with an eyebrow raise.

"Yes, that's all."

"You better gave me all of it if I see one picture in the magazine or online. I'll have you fired and blacklisted in every magazine company." Christopher said sternly and left. Emilyn quickly follows after him. He walks so fast, everyone that pass by can't help but look in their direction,  but mostly their eyes are on Christopher.

Emilyn stops when they pass her desk; she took out the paper bag containing his shirts.

Christopher looks back, seeing if Emilyn has caught up with him. But she stops at her desk; Christopher turns around and walks to her desk, "What's wrong?"

"I got your shirts here." Emilyn lifts the paper bag to let him see it.

"Let's go." He said, and she follows after him. They stop outside the door of her office, and she hands him the paper bag.

"Here you go."

"Are they all clean?" He takes a peek at the clothes in the bag.

"Yeah, and iron to perfection." Emilyn praised herself and smiled at him. "About those pictures." Emilyn started. "I'm so sorry that I didn't be more cautious about it." She apologizes.

"Don't apologize; it wasn't your fault at all. Those paparazzi love taking photos so they can sell for money and spread rumors about others." He said.

"But, you wasted $60,000 for all of them."

"Is just a small amount."

"A small amount?" Emilyn gasped that Christopher takes the amount like it is a small thing. "Are you being serious? Because with that amount, I can pay my rent for a year ahead."

He chuckles, "You are one funny girl." Emilyn stood there all confused. "Anyways, I got to go. See you soon?"

"Uhm...I guess. You still owe me the interview activities."

"Right. I'll get back to you as soon as possible." He said and took the elevator down. Hmm, that doesn't seem too bad. He's not acting like a jerk anymore. "Guys are weird." She shook her head and went back to work.

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"So, what's your deal with Christopher Evans?" Andrew asked while we were out for dinner with Savannah.

"What do you mean?" Emilyn asked, stabbing a piece of cucumber.

"You went out for lunch with him, and he saves your butt in a split second."

"What happens? I'm confused." Savannah asked.

"Emilyn got photographed with Christopher Evans, and he bought the pictures in a split second." He explained to her.

"Wow, so you are saying Christopher Evans came into our company today?"

"Yeah, you weren't there?" Andrew asked.

"No, I got a meeting outside." She said, and Andrew nod. "So, tell me more." Savvanah put her head on her hands which her elbow propped on top of the table.

"Let's start from the beginning. He just barged into our office from what I heard, and then he came up to me. It was so beautiful." Andrew sigh and his thoughts began to winder away.

"Hey, Andrew, stop daydreaming." Savannah hit his head lightly.

"I'm sorry. As I was saying, he asked where are the pictures, and I told him it is at one of the writers. He marches over there and demands them not to post the article and pictures. But the writer didn't give up easily." He explains. "Christopher Evans says he'll buy each one of them. Guess how much?" He asked Savannah.

"Uhm... $10,000?"

"No, 60,000." Savannah gasped. "So, did he pay it?"

"Yup, immediate transaction."

"Wow, that's so cool. So what happened after that?"

"After that, he took the pictures and marches out with Emilyn after him. That's all." He ended his story.

"So, what happens after that, Emilyn?" He wiggles his eyebrow.

"Nothing happened after that. I say thank you, and he left."

"Hmm...." He rubbed his chin. "Are you sure that's all? I have a feeling that is not what it seems."

Emilyn rolled her eyes, "yes, it is what it seems. Nothing happens. I'm going to repeat it, I'm interviewing with him, and that's all."

"Fine, I believe you for now." He let it go, but Emilyn saw the look Andrew gave to Savvanah, which means he is onto her.

A/N: Hey, hey, my readers, thank you for sticking around this far. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter: comment and vote. Mean comments are not welcome; if you have something rude to say, please take it elsewhere. I am trying to spread positivity for my readers and me. Thank you. 😊

I guess Christopher Evans is not such a jerk to Emilyn in this chapter. 😉