Love Worth Fighting For-Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Clarke Vs Floyen

“I don’t want to talk to that monster!”

“Tell him I’ve been swallowed up by the walls of this house.”

“Don’t see me if you want to give me the phone, just talk to him yourself. Don’t involve me!”

Suri’s screams were heard clearly throughout the second floor where Suri was, it had been almost thirty minutes since the maids tried to persuade Suri to accept calls from Areez. Even though Suri wasn’t willing to talk to Areez, at this moment Areez could hear all the swearing that the girl was saying to him.

Areez, who couldn’t be angry with Suri, only smiled slightly when he received such a clear rejection from Suri, but now Areez was quite satisfied. Being able to hear Suri’s voice full of energy like that made Areez sure that his Mira was okay.

Not wanting to make Suri have a sore throat because she kept screaming, Areez ended the call and put his cell phone back in his shirt pocket before finally walking over to Aldrich who had ordered food for them.

“Is it done?”

..... 𝒇𝗿𝙚ℯ𝑤ℯ𝑏𝒏𝑜ѵe𝙡.c𝐨ｍ

Areez didn’t answer Aldrich’s question, he knew that his best friend was making fun of him right now. Aldrich was the one who knew best about his relationship with Suri which had not progressed after three years.

“Don’t make my mood worse, you know that’s not what I would do if I was angry,” Areez said softly warningly.

Aldrich chuckled. “Yes and you will look older than you really are.”

“Fuck...watch your words, you bastard! I’m not that old!”

Aldrich’s laughter got louder, teasing Areez was one of the most effective relief from fatigue, Aldrich just stopped laughing when a waiter came back to their table and served the order that Aldrich had ordered earlier.

Because they were too busy, since morning the two of them had not filled their stomachs with anything but coffee. Because of that at this time the two of them were very voraciously enjoying the food the waiter had just served.

“How about we just give up on this project, Areez,” Aldrich said quietly, starting a conversation.

Areez who was chewing the meat almost vomited it back if he didn’t cover his mouth with his hands immediately, how inelegant it would be for a respectable Areez Floyen to choke.

As soon as he managed to control himself, Areez immediately gave Aldrich a murderous look. “If I don’t remember our decades-old friendship I might by now have asked you to jump off this floor, Aldrich,” Areez growled in annoyance. “Watch your word, who’s going to give up on this project. I’m getting even more excited to beat that Christian Clarke.”

“Areez ..”

“I want to try out the advantages that many people talk about,” Areez added again. “He is just a foreigner who invests his money in this country, unlike us. I’m sure support will surely come back to us in the near future.”

“Oh really?”

Areez and Aldrich spontaneously turned towards the source of the sound, from the left where they were currently sitting, Christian could be seen walking leisurely towards the table where Areez and Aldrich were sitting. A smile full of ridicule is clearly visible on Christian’s face at this time.

“Judging from the expressions on your faces right now it looks like you already know who I am, don’t you,” Christian says calmly, managing to find out who the person who has been messing with his business in Adelaide has made Christian unable to stop himself from rebuking his rival directly.

Because there was no other way, Areez finally got up from his chair and stood right in front of Christian not too far away.

“Well, looks like we already know each other. Not bad.”

Christian pursed his lips at Areez’s words. “Looks like you have to listen to your friend’s proposal, Areez Floyen. You’d better end your business because believe me no matter how hard you try your dream will not come true.”

“Don’t be too confident, Christ. You don’t know who your opponent is right now,” Areez said flatly without changing his expression.

“Of course I know. Areez Floyen, the last descendant of the Floyen aristocrats who ruled all of New Zealand hundreds of years ago.” Christian stops his speech which is full of subtle sarcasm. “You are not my opponent, Areez. Clarke Enterprise is a big company that has ruled over three major continents, Floyen is not a worthy opponent for me. After all, now that times have progressed far, so is the system of government so stop boasting about that noble blood in you, Floyen!”

“Fuck...” Areez’s fist that was ready to fly was stopped just in time by Aldrich who had only been a good listener.

“Hold yourself, Areez. We’re at the restaurant right now,” Aldrich whispered quietly.

“No wonder you doused my secretary with wine last night, you really have a bad attitude, Areez,” Christian quips viciously. “And just so you know, for what you did, I suffered a loss because I had to spend extra money for the treatment of my secretary at the hospital.”

“That girl...”

“Yes, my secretary is sick because of your friend Aldrich White,” Christian said quietly, cutting Aldrich’s words. “Give my regards to your father Mr Evanz White the Prime Minister who has just celebrated his wedding anniversary with your mother, convey my apologies for not being able to attend the very festive party.”

Aldrich’s face is bright red, Christian doesn’t really mean what he says. Aldrich knows that at this time Christian is insinuating his parents’ wedding anniversary party has received strong criticism from the Australian people because it is considered too wasteful of state money. And Christian, who had been keeping his good name so much, would not have attended such a party, that’s why he had spoken to Aldrich like that on purpose.

Feeling successful in trapping his prey, Christian’s devilish smile grows wider. “I told you before that you two are not my opponent, Clarke Enterprise is still way above you two. So stop dreaming of being able to continue with that artificial island project because believe me it won’t work as long as there is me who will oppose it.”

After saying that Christian then walked away from Areez and Aldrich who were very angry.

“Damn it, you shouldn’t have stopped me from hitting his face earlier,” Areez growled with emotion. “That person is very arrogant.”

Aldrich clenched his jaw. “And I’m truly sorry for that, Areez. Christian Clarke, from this moment on he is not only your opponent he will be my enemy as well.”

Areez clenched his fists, all the condescending remarks Christian had previously said replaying in his head. Never being humiliated by others before made Areez’s competitive spirit rise.

“We’ll see later, who will beg at the end of this fight,” Areez said to himself, Areez sure that he can beat Christian. Areez’s eyes flashed with hatred and anger, Areez vowed to find a way to make a Christian Clarke kneel to him.