32

                                    

                                          

Ch. 32
                          
"Yeah, s-she texted me about or three weeks ago and then right now in the elevator, I got a call"
                          
"And she's claiming to be Nash's wife?"
                          
"Yes, and I should stay away from him unless I want her to --do it the hard way or whatever that is"
                          
Porter's eyebrows knit in thought.
                          
"You were with him in Korea, you've been with him for years. Do you know anything about this?", I ask
                          
"No, the only person who came that close to that is Bianca but that was a long time ago"
                          
I sigh in frustration and run my fingers through my hair, releasing my bun. "I want to trust him, clear all doubt but--"
                          
"But nothing Ally, I'm going to find out what's going on..possibly someone's playing a game and it's just a ruse or someone's really out to get you"
                          
I toss my head back in the chair just staring at Porter.
                          
Enter Nathan
                          
After Mr Thompson and I got back from the showroom, I decided to check in at the office, sort out a few things. When I got to the office, Ally wasn't there, Blair told me she had something really important she needed to take care of...so I let it go. 
                          
After thirty minutes on a conference call with some private investors, I was ready to call it a day. I had called Sean and he was on his way but then few steps away from the door, Bianca barged in. 
                          
"We need to talk", she says.
                          
"Sorry Bianca but I was on my way out", I sigh. 
                          
"Well then, we could do this anyway you want but we're having this talk", she says adamantly, hanging her fur coat on the hanger.
                          
I run my fingers through my hair and walk towards the arm chair in a section of my office, 
                          
"Sit"
                          
"What is it?", I ask as she perches on the armchair in front of me. 
                          
"It's your new found love, what's her name...?"
                          
"What about her?", I interject 
                          
"It's about time you let her go"
                          
I crack up, finding her words quite amusing.
                          
"..Bianca you can't come into my life and tell me what it is I have to do"
                          
"So, you love her?", she cocks an eyebrow. 
                          
"Of course I love her!"
                          
I watched Bianca shift awkwardly in her seat and a part of me smirks, "what..you're going to tell me who to love now?"
                          
"I can try, but we both know you wouldn't listen. Besides, she's a dirty low life, what does she have that I--that other girls your class don't?"
                          
"Respect, Bianca... and that's one thing you and any other girl that I've been with lack. All you care about is the money and the fame, Ally loves me for who I am and not what I am"
                          
"You can't be serious", she scoffs
                          
"Apparently, I've never been more serious than I am now. So, if you'll excuse me.."
                          
"What does your father think of all this, does grandmother know you're about to throw everything away because of that low life?", she asks, blocking the door.
                          
I grab her arm and gaze deep into her eyes, "I'd care how you speak, you may not like her but you more than anyone should know --that you threw your opportunity away. Now if you're not going to accept that then I'd rather you don't speak her name at all"