Arwen heard his voice and turned on her heels to look behind. Her lips pressed into a thin line when she saw him standing in a lazy pose, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and brows arched up.
"Huh?" she asked back, and he jutted his chin down the wrapper in her hand and the box in the other.
"I asked what’s wrong? You look like something is gravely wrong in there." freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Arwen paused again and gazed back at the chocolate in her hand. "Oh yes," she said, flipping the box and rechecking the details on its back. "I don’t know, there seems to be something different."
"Different?"
Though Aiden knew what that difference was all about, he put on a nonchalance and pretended to be totally unaware of it.
She hummed and continued, "Yes, these chocolates seem to be different. They taste different. Although the flavour difference is very subtle, since I have been having it for years, I can tell it."
He pushed his figure off the doorframe and walked into the room. "Is it? Did I get you the wrong flavour?" he asked.
Arwen shook her head. "Doesn’t seem so." She walked towards him and met him halfway. "I checked it. It’s the same one that I have been having all these years."
"Then?"
She glanced up at him, shaking her head again. "I don’t know. Did you order it from the wrong place?"
"I asked Granna before ordering. It couldn’t be the wrong place. If you want, I can call them back and ask."
With that, he was about to reach his phone when Arwen stopped him.
"What are you doing?" she asked, raising her brows in disbelief.
Feigning utter innocence, he shrugged his shoulders. "Giving them a call to ask why it tastes different."
She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes. "You think you can give them the call just like that?" She then mildly scoffed and added, "If we, the consumers, could give the brands a call like that, do you think their phone would ever be free?"
"You, as a consumer, might not reach out like that. But as their new boss, it’s not that difficult to keep a check on them."
New boss.
Arwen paused at that. She pointed a finger towards herself and asked in a tone of confusion. "New boss? Me?"
Aiden nodded. "Yes, their new boss. I got the company transferred to your name yesterday."
She blinked, stupefied. "You did what?"
"Didn’t you say that you liked their chocolates very much?"
Of course, she did.
But which language translates ’liking their chocolates’ to ’having their company in her name’?
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