Chapter Three

Now, as she sat in her car, she tried to remind herself that there was absolutely no need to feel so nervous. It was ridiculous in fact. She was good at her job. Why else would Evan trust her to do this if she wasn't? If she could convince Jensen, then she could certainly do the same with Timothy. All she needed was to be professional. Whatever happened between them happened years ago and there was no way Timothy would still be upset about it. She just needed to do her job, convince Timothy and get the hell out. How hard could that be? And maybe luck would be on her side and Timothy Kavell wouldn't need much convincing.

Chloe hurried into the impressive building and headed straight for the blond receptionist who was sitting behind her desk.

"Hello," she said.

The young lady lifted her head and smiled cheerfully at her. "Hello," she said sweetly. "Good morning ma'am. How may I help you?"

"Ermm, I'm here to see Mr Packard. I have an appointment with him. I'm sure he's expecting me right now" said Chloe.

"Which Mr Packard would like to see ma'am?" asked the receptionist. When she saw the look on Chloe's face, she added. "You see both Mr Packard and his son are here. I just wanted to know which of the two you have an appointment with."

Chloe felt excitement and panic at the same time at the thought of seeing Timothy... and hated it. If she was going to do this and do it right, she shouldn't be feeling that way. At this point, she wished there could have been a way to do this without involving Timothy. She knew that was impossible, but hey, a girl could wish a little, right?

She wondered what Timothy would look like now...couldn't stop wondering what kind of person he had become. Of course she had seen pictures of him. How could she not when he was part owner of an amazing company like Packard Enterprises, but seeing a picture of someone and meeting them in person were two different things.

"What's your name please?" the receptionist added when Chloe didn't reply.

"Chloe.... Chloe Gilbert" said Chloe, shaking her head as if that would get rid of her thoughts. "And although I'm supposed to see Timothy Packard too, my appointment is with Mr Packard himself, I mean Jensen Packard, not his son"

The receptionist checked her list and smiled at Chloe when she raised her head. "I see that you do have an appointment," she said. "I'm sure he must be expecting you. Let me just let him know that you are here"

Chloe watched her punch a button and after a while say, "Yes sir, I have Miss Gilbert here for you" There was a pause, then she added. "Alright then, I will send her up"

She hung up and returned her attention to Chloe. "Please come with me. I will show you to his office." She stood and Chloe followed her into the elevator. A few seconds later after they left the elevator, Chloe found herself walking down a hallway and soon, she was standing in front of a door with Jensen Packard's name on it.

"Here you go," said the Lady.

"Thank you very much," replied Chloe. The Lady responded with a smile and a nod before she turned and walked away.

Chloe lifted her hand and tapped lightly on the door before she grabbed the door knob and softly pushed it open.

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Timothy Packard stood in his father's office, waiting to see who this representative from Golden Gate promotions was, and why his father was so sure that he had made the right decision. He couldn't just wait to prove his father wrong, and he was very sure that he would be unimpressed with this so-called pitch.

Jensen on the other hand, sat idly in his chair and watched the expression on his son's face. "Come on, I know you are mad at me, but can you just relax and have a seat, Tim? '' he said casually. "There's no need to be like this. Believe me, I'm sure you will thank me for this... Maybe not today but someday, I'm sure you will"

Timothy frowned and kept his eyes on the door. "It's Timothy not Tim, dad. I already told you that several times" he said, "And I highly doubt that I would ever thank you for this. There are many things I'm grateful to you for, but being cut off is not one of them"

Jensen said nothing but chuckled slightly as the frown in Timothy's face became even more pronounced. The chuckle annoyed Timothy even more. As far as he was concerned, there was nothing funny about this situation, but he ignored his father.

There was a knock on the door that instant. Father and son looked at each other and then back at the door, but neither of them said anything.

The door opened softly and a lady walked in.

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Timothy had somehow known that something was up from the day he confronted his father about this issue, but he had never thought... Never could have guessed that it could be this.... That it could be her.

Timothy had not seen Chloe Gilbert in years, but he recognized her immediately. Hell, there was no way he could ever forget her face. He didn't think that he would ever see her again... Not after the silly way things had ended between them. He didn't even let himself think about it. He had put it behind him, but that wasn't the point. The point was that she was standing right in front of him after such a long time, and he couldn't seem to get himself to move an inch.

Vibrant. Vivacious. So fucking beautiful.... Timothy couldn't think of a word to describe her because she was all of it.

Dressed in a light green floaty top and skin tight black leather trousers, she was a magnificent vision, powerful enough to slacken his jaw before he caught himself and pressed his lips into appropriately neutral, downright unfriendly lines. Her curvy hips and endless legs were balanced on sky-high heels matching her trousers and, with that combined with her bouncy curls and flawless make-up, Timothy felt his breathing fracture into useless silent hiccups as he stared.