The Traps of Black Swan

At Rivas Industries,

Aaron responded to Aarvi's message after the meeting. He had his lunch while waiting for her response but it never came. Thinking she might be busy, he didn't disturb her and went to another meeting.

He was listening to the reports on a project while looking at a file when he sensed a black slender silhouette moving around and waving the hand next to the glass wall.

Which employee would dare do it? 

So he knew Aarvi was there. Since she didn't come inside and played around for his attention, he joined her game. He avoided looking at her and saw his staff look at Aarvi and him. His cold voice rang in the meeting hall, "Focus."

All the attendees sat straight and avoided looking at Aarvi. Milo Wen was no exception but he continued to steal glances at the couple..

'Did they fight? Is President Rivas angry at his wife?' Everyone's doubts.

Aarvi stood akimbo and pouted, looking at her husband's terrible acting. She had caught the tiny smirk of his lips before he lifted the head.

New mission - Turning Aaron to her without entering inside the meeting hall.

She looked left and right. None were there as it was a floor used by higher management only. And those people were sitting inside, without daring to look at her excluding one.

She placed her black clutch on the floor and stood up. She knew Aaron's whole attention was on her waiting to know how she will handle it. Whereas Aarvi felt like, she wasn't a President of a company but a teenager who doesn't care what people think of her craziness.

She stood on her toes and twirled like a ballet dancer. Her eyes caught the tiny changes on Aaron's face but he still didn't look at her.

The first try - failed.

Second try - Faking a fall.

To fake a fall, she needs to act crazy and trip herself. Well, she did. The employees could feel she was doing something but didn't dare to turn. Milo Wen pressed his lips to stop himself from bursting into laughter after catching a glimpse of Aarvi trying to fly in the air. Compared to three months ago, her serene face with no life in her eyes, this side was a stark contrast. At least this said she was truly happy with her life.

Aaron was facing the glass wall so without lifting his gaze he could feel her every move, every drama. Even though it was just a few seconds, he was finding it hard to maintain his indifference.

Suddenly, the black silhouette fell to the floor. Aaron involuntarily stood up, worried she might have gotten hurt. He almost left the table when he saw her sweetly smile, send a flying kiss, and waved her fingers.

Her mission - successful.

A smile graced his face. He saw her using a mobile. Then his mobile beeped. [Bye, my dear husband.] Her intention wasn't to disturb his work.

Then it flashed to him she came there just to fulfill his little want. He lifted his head and saw her wave her hand and leave. He ignored the shocked staff and went out.

"Cupcake…" He called, meanwhile typing a message.

Aarvi turned around and saw him click on his mobile. Her mobile beeped. [Now, I am a little more greedy.]

How could he just see her and let her go?

Aarvi chuckled at the message and lifted her head to find him right in front of her. "President Rivas, marry your work and be greedy for it." She made a face for making her joker for thirty seconds.

Aaron half shrugged his shoulders and stated in a matter-of-fact tone, "President Evans, the second marriage, during the subsistence of the first marriage, is illegal." He wrapped her arms around his wife as he continued, "And I love my wife."

Aarvi punched him and hugged him back to enjoy the warmth of her husband. 

Aaron caressed her head for a few seconds before asking, "How is everything going?" He meant her series of plans for Leon's new hellish life.

Aarvi recalled she didn't give him good news yet. She broke the hug and brushed off Leon's topic, "Forget those boring topics. I have better news for you."

"And it is?"

"Mr. Palmer is coming to meet me. Palm Resort isn't sold yet." She revealed, visibly looking forwards to this meet.

Palmer wasn't a man who visits anybody so easily. Since the palm resort wasn't sold, it is good unless his intention wasn't to scold his wife or have any unreasonable demands, which most likely he will have. Nevertheless, Aaron kept his thoughts to himself, seeing her happy.

"Congratulations, President Evans." He kissed her forehead, "Now, do your best and step up." He knew the resort could become an important step for Skylar in the international market.

Aarvi nodded with a resolute hum and hugged him. 

Milo Wen rubbed his forehead looking at all the managers peeking at the couple. "Back to your seats." He ordered. The managers were reluctant but had to listen to him. Milo had higher authority than his job name says. So they had to obey.

"Do you have to go?" Aaron asked when she stopped him from taking her inside.

Aarvi hummed in response, looking at his longing gaze to keep her around him all day. She told the plan she had for the day while tugging his fingers, "I need to end President Dawson's chapter today."

Aaron had noticed that Robert Dawson, being a partner of the project, hadn't attended the signing ceremony with Leon. Now he understood the reason. She was playing behind the scenes at the Dawson family.

He reluctantly agreed, adding, "How long will that take? I will pick you up."

Aarvi stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek, "Alright. I will drop you the message."

Instead of going back to the meeting, in the name of escorting her to the door, He stole her lips in the elevator and accompanied her to the car.

When he returned to the meeting, the first thing he did was instructing Milo Wen in low voice, "Get the information about Mr. Palmer's visit to Mocon." 

Aaron was very sure Palmer wasn't coming to Mocon just to know the reason behind Aarvi and his departure from the island and give the resort under Skylar care. Palmer wasn't such a simple man.

Milo Wen accepted the orders and left the meeting hall to arrange. But getting this information was very tough. Because none could know the intention of Palmer other than his assistant. His assistant was a very loyal man.

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At Dawson mansion,

Aarvi stood in front of the main entrance. She licked the faint bruise on her lips while her eyes looked for the man who she had sent to serve in the Dawson mansion. The Dawson family was too easy to deal with so she hadn't taken much hassle with them. A small fire was enough to bring the man on his knees.

She sensed a window open and a man's hand came out. She saw the man give her thumbs up before the window closed.

Alex got out of the car and asked to be certain, "Young Madam, are you sure we don't need to come?"

Aarvi glanced at Alex. Even if she says no, she is sure he will lurk inside and be in the shadows. While she confronts, she didn't want anybody by her side. "No." They can be in the shadows.

Aarvi entered the mansion, uninvited. Destruction doesn't need an invitation. 

President Dawson was sitting on the couch and sighing. He caught sight of her when her heel created the first step noise inside the mansion.  He pointed his finger at her as he stood up, "You sl*t, this is all your doing. Isn't it?... You b*itch, I will kill you today." He ran towards her with killing intent.