I almost forgot the Arabs had a meeting today.

“Ms. Hutton?”

I turned to Carter, who had a surprise etched on his face.

“I thought you weren’t coming today. Boss said you were on leave?”

Ignoring his question, I turned to the witch again. “How many meetings will be happening with the Arabs?”

“Umm, I’m not sure, Ms. Hutton. But until the project finishes, it’ll occur several times.”

I glanced at him, pressing my lips together. Several times? No way in hell am I letting that witch roam around this office that many times. And definitely not around my man.

I held his gaze. “I don’t care how many times the Arabs come here for the meetings. But make sure she,” I pointed to that witch, “doesn’t step into this building from now on.”

His forehead creased, confusion was clear in his eyes. “But, Ms. Hutton, she’s Mr. Hakimi’s secretary. She’ll be needed here during the meetings. I don’t think Mr. Hakimi would like this ban on his secretary.”

“I’ll talk to him myself. Don’t worry about him. Just do as I say.”

“But—”

“No buts. I don’t want that girl in this office from now on. Is that clear?” my voice was full of command as I spoke. I didn’t want to take advantage of the position Ace had given me by making me an equal owner of everything he owned, but I didn’t have any other way to get rid of that witch.

With eyes wide, he nodded. “O-of course, Ms. Hutton. You won’t see her here again.”

I smiled. “Good. Now please carry on with your job. Is Ace in his office now?”

“Yes, Ms. Hutton. He is in there.”

Nodding, I turned around and sauntered away.

Not needing the necessity of knocking before entering his office, I pushed the door open and walked inside with a bright smile plastered on my face. I hadn’t seen him since the morning. And I was already missing him.

“Ace—”

I halted at the presence of two other people in the room with Ace. Three pairs of eyes fell on me, leaving me dumbfounded.

Shit! Carter didn’t inform me Ace was in a meeting in his office. The dense ambience around the room told me about the seriousness of the meeting.

Arthur stood close to the door, as if he was just about to walk out.

My expression immediately turned stoic as soon as my gaze met his already hard ones. Something unreadable swirled around his dark orbs.

Freaking traitor!

My eyes fell on the man around Ace’s age sitting opposite him. He was the same man Cassie was staring at Tess’s reception.

When I gazed at my man, those gray eyes were narrowed, watching me silently.

“Uh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you had a meeting going on,” I said, sheepishly.