I headed straight to the door, and I pulled it open only to see Austin standing at the door. His hand was raised, seeming like he was about to knock on the door. He looked a little embarrassed, even.
It seemed that he had heard a little about what Hendrix and I had argued a moment ago.
"Arianna," Austin suddenly said. I was confused for a second there, for he wasn't usually this nice to me.
"Mr. Shelley, you shouldn't be so to with me. I just made your Andrea leave Hendrix's office in tears," After I said this, I went past him and left the office.
Hendrix quickly caught up to me in a few steps and pulled me by my arm. He hissed, "Arianna, where do you think you're going?"
"It's none of your business!" I wanted to prise myself free from his grip. But he was strong, and he pulled me back into the office. While he seated me down on the couch, he looked at Austin and asked, "Yes?"
Austin looked at the state Hendrix and me were in, and he answered, seemingly a little
awkward, "Since we've sealed the deal with the company in Western Europe, Josiah and I are going to celebrate with Josiah tonight. Are you coming?"
Hendrix took a glimpse at me, and he turned back to Austin with lifted eyebrows, "Do you think I can go?"
Austin was lost at words. After some time, he drew a deep breath and said, "Arianna can come with us. She doesn't have to drink."
"Do you want to go?" With his arm still draping around me, Hendrix asked me.
"Is Andrea going?" I ignored Hendrix's eyes and asked Austin instead. I needed to know that to make a decision.
Austin was perplexed, but he eventually nodded and answered hesitantly, "Yes."
At that, I nodded, "Then I'll come."
Austin looked at me and then at Hendrix. Seeing that Hendrix wasn't saying anything, Austin left without saying anything else.
When the door was closed, Hendrix pulled me into his arm and asked, "What are you up to this time?"
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