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Chapter 40 Theresa and Altair's Dilemma

Theresa, her face awash with a blend of embarrassment and wistful longing, recounted the impulsive act. "I tried to snatch the cigarette from his lips, and then, unexpectedly, we were engulfed in this wild kiss."
Mildred, unable to contain her laughter, teased, "Ah, so swiping the cigarette was your master plan?"
Theresa exhaled, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions. "Maybe it was that, or maybe I was longing for more."
Leaning in, Mildred probed further: "And what happened after this fiery exchange?"
Taking a deep breath, Theresa reflected on the moment. "I think the courage was partly from the drinks I had. But when the gravity of what I'd done hit me, I felt as if all the warmth just evaporated."
With a suggestive raise of an eyebrow, Mildred quipped, "Did the heat vanish entirely? Even from... you know where?"
Gesturing subtly towards Theresa's lower body. Theresa responded with a laugh, a hint of flirtation, and mischief in her eyes. "That's a chapter of its own story."
Mildred, feigning disappointment, pressed on, "So, what next?"
Theresa, her gaze shifting away, admitted in a lower tone, "I sort of just ran away from there."
Mildred's jaw dropped in disbelief.
Mildred, her voice a mix of disbelief and amusement, exclaimed, "You what?! You just left him there, all bewildered and alone."
Theresa, struggling to justify her actions, stammered, "I just... panicked, okay? At that moment, it seemed like the only thing I could do."
Mildred, resigning to the situation with a smile, quipped, "Well, I hope your little hit-and-run was worth it."
Theresa, her lips curling into a coy smile, hinted at a deeper meaning. "Oh, believe me, I was more than satisfied that night."
Mildred couldn't help but laugh. "Thirsty much, are we?"
Leaning in, her interest clearly piqued, Mildred asked, "So, what's your plan now?"
Theresa let out a deep sigh, her fingers drumming anxiously on the desk. "I know I need to answer Altair's questions. But honestly, I don't think I have the courage for it just yet."
Mildred gave her a knowing look. "What you need, my dear, is to muster up some bravery."
Theresa nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I need to get my act together. Once I do that, maybe then I'll be ready to face him."
Mildred's expression softened, a stark contrast to her usual mischievous demeanor. "It's quite evident, you know. You've completely fallen for him."
In Theresa's eyes, there was a vulnerability and a raw honesty that hadn't been there before. She met Mildred's gaze, not with denial but with a quiet acceptance of a truth she had long sensed deep within.
[Altair]
In a quaint café nestled in the bustling streets of Makati, Altair sat across from Chloe. The café's ambiance was cozy, a stark contrast to the hustle outside.
Chloe appeared different today, with a more laid-back air replacing her customary businesslike demeanor. She wore a cream midi dress that flowed elegantly, reminiscent of a daydream or a subdued wedding gown. It gave her an ethereal quality, making her appear as if she were bathed in a soft, dreamy light.
"You look absolutely stunning, Chloe," Altair complimented, his tone genuine.
Chloe's eyes sparkled playfully. "Thanks, but I've got something for you that'll eclipse this dress and any charm you think I have."
Altair laughed warmly, the sound filling the space between them. "Going all out, aren't we? In my eyes, you're already nothing short of angelic."
"Well, brace yourself, because I'm about to ascend to goddess status once you see what I've brought you," Chloe retorted, her grin confident and unwavering.
Altair gazed at the thick envelope that Chloe slid across the table, its very presence suggesting something momentous. As he opened it, the rustling of paper seemed to echo in the quiet space between them.
The documents he held felt like a detonator in his hands, each word and phrase igniting a storm of shock and disbelief in his eyes. He pored over the papers, absorbing every line and clause. Each sentence seemed to solidify the gravity of what lay before him.
"This... is this actually legitimate?" He asked, his voice tinged with a mixture of awe and incredulity.
Chloe nodded, her demeanor serious yet tinged with a hint of pride. "Absolutely. The senior associates at Gryphon worked tirelessly on this for a week. It's irrefutably authentic; no exaggeration."
Altair exhaled, a shaky breath betraying the inner turmoil the documents stirred. "This is far more than mere evidence. It's akin to a financial guillotine, poised and ready."
A tone of satisfaction colored Chloe's response. "So, I've managed to impress you?"
"Beyond impressed," Altair admitted, still trying to process the magnitude of what he was holding. "This is staggering."
Chloe's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Well, you'd better brace yourself. There's more to come."
Chloe, her eyes alight with a conspiratorial gleam, extended a single sheet of paper towards Altair. This document, seemingly unremarkable at first glance, held a different kind of weight.
As Altair's gaze settled on the words, his expression shifted from initial shock to a blend of betrayal and personal hurt. The contents of the paper introduced a new, more intimate dimension to the unfolding drama.
"Why would Stella do this? How could she get entangled with these people?" he murmured, a note of disappointment lacing his words.
Chloe leaned in, her voice a balance of empathy and stark reality. "Desperation can lead to unlikely alliances. Perhaps Stella found herself in too deep, cornered, and made some questionable decisions."
"So, what's your strategy with this treasure trove of information?" Chloe asked, her curiosity evident.
Altair tapped the papers thoughtfully, his mind clearly strategizing. "I'm thinking of playing the long game. Wait for the perfect moment, let them grow complacent, and then..." He gestured dramatically, mimicking an explosion. "Bring everything crashing down."
Chloe's eyes gleamed with understanding and a touch of admiration. "You mean to wait until they're so arrogant, so convinced of their invulnerability, that they won't see the strike coming?"
Altair's smile broadened, a mix of pride and satisfaction in his expression. "Exactly. It seems you're quickly becoming adept at the art of strategic warfare."
Chloe acknowledged his words with a nod, her expression a playful mix of smugness and jest. "Well, as your executive assistant, mastering strategy is part of the job description, isn't it?"
"And who knows, maybe you're not just an assistant anymore, but evolving into a strategic partner, akin to a... genius wife?" Altair quipped, weaving a thread of flirtation into his compliment.
Chloe's laughter rang out, warm and genuine. "You always have the right words at the ready, don't you?"
Leaning back slightly, Chloe shifted the tone of their conversation to a more personal level. "How about you, Alty? Beyond all this corporate intrigue, how are you really feeling?" Her voice carried a note of genuine concern.
Altair paused, his fingers absentmindedly tapping on the table surface. "It's... weird," he confessed, a rare frown marring his typically composed features. This admission captured Chloe's attention, her eyebrows arching in a mix of surprise and intrigue.
"Weird?" she repeated, her tone reflecting her curiosity. "That's not a word I often hear from you. What's on your mind?"
He hesitated for a moment, his gaze sweeping the café, before leaning in closer, indicating the conversation was about to delve into more confidential territory.
Altair's question was loaded with a gravity that seemed to fill the space between them. "Can I trust you to keep a secret?" His tone was hushed, seeking assurance in a situation that clearly weighed on him.
In response, Chloe gestured dramatically, miming the act of locking her lips and tossing away the key. "You know me," she affirmed with a reassuring smile, her eyes reflecting a sincere trustworthiness.
With a sigh of relief, Altair leaned back, his fingers running through his hair in a gesture of unease. "Alright, here goes. One of the girls at the house... she kissed me last night."
The revelation seemed to hang heavily in the air, imbued with a sense of significance and unspoken implications.
Chloe's reaction was immediate and visceral. Her chair scraped against the floor as she stood up abruptly, her eyes wide in shock. "What!?" she exclaimed, her hand instinctively moving to her chest in disbelief.
"Hey, hey," Altair quickly interjected, his hands gesturing for her to lower her voice. His gaze flicked around the cafe, a hint of embarrassment coloring his cheeks.
Chloe, realizing her reaction had been a bit too loud, sat back down, though her body language betrayed her intense curiosity. She leaned forward, elbows on the table, her entire demeanor radiating a keen interest in the unfolding story.
"Was it Cassy?" she asked, leaning in closer to hear his response.
Altair responded with a slight shake of his head. "No, it wasn't Cassy. It was Theresa," he disclosed, his tone a blend of mild amusement and evident bewilderment.
"Theresa? The one who works at the bank?" Chloe's eyebrows arched in surprise, her tone laced with a mix of admiration and intrigue. "She's not only stunning but incredibly intelligent, from what you've told me. It looks like you've struck gold, Altair."
After a brief pause, her gaze sharpened, focusing intently on Altair. "But let's get to the heart of the matter. What kind of kiss was it? A harmless peck, like something out of a child's tale? Or was it the soul-stirring kind that leaves you breathless?"
This question seemed to transport Altair back to the moment, his gaze becoming distant as he was momentarily lost in the vivid memory, reliving it as if it played out on an invisible screen before him.
"Altair? Earth to Altair?" Chloe's voice broke through his reverie, her finger snapping in front of his face, pulling him back to reality.
Altair blinked, returning to the present with a slight shake of his head. "Sorry, what was that?" he asked, momentarily disoriented.
Chloe leaned back, an amused smile playing on her lips as she crossed her arms. "It's quite clear to me now," she said, her voice teasing and filled with a knowing tone.
Chloe's astute observation was spot on. "That kiss wasn't just a fleeting moment. It was a journey to another realm," she continued, her tone indicating she understood the depth of what Altair had experienced.
Altair let out a resigned sigh and nodded in agreement, his expression a mix of wistfulness and acknowledgment. "Guilty as charged," he admitted, a trace of ruefulness in his voice.
Intrigue danced in Chloe's eyes as she leaned in, eager for more. "Okay, spill it. I need the full story. How did it all happen?"
Realizing there was no escaping Chloe's curiosity, Altair decided to give her a condensed version of the events. He used expressive hand gestures to emphasize his points. "Imagine this: a guy and a girl, alone at a gazebo. They start off with small talk—nothing out of the ordinary. Then, out of the blue, she poses a hypothetical: what if she were his girlfriend? The guy, caught off guard, blurts out something ridiculous. Before he knows it, she's blurring the lines between hypothetical and reality, and that's when the kiss happens."
Chloe rolled her eyes theatrically, clearly unimpressed with his summary. "You could win an award for the world's vaguest storyteller," she joked, though her expression still held a trace of genuine curiosity.
Furrowing her brows, Chloe seemed to struggle with the complexity of Altair's situation. "I don't see the problem, Altair. That sounds like a scene straight out of a fairytale. What's got you so confused?" She asked, her tone a mix of bewilderment and subtle provocation.
Altair heaved a deep sigh, visibly grappling with the complexity of his emotions. He ran his fingers through his hair, a gesture that spoke volumes about his inner turmoil. "I wish it was that simple, like something out of a storybook with a 'happily ever after,'" he murmured, his voice carrying a note of genuine confusion.
Chloe's eyes widened, a mischievous glint appearing within them. "Wait a minute! Don't tell me things got a little too... handsy? Altair, you didn't cross any lines during that passionate moment, did you?" Her tone was half-joking but underscored by a layer of serious concern.
Altair buried his face in his hands and vigorously shook his head in disbelief at the implication. "Chloe, you know me better than that. I'm not the kind of guy who loses control," he protested, his voice muffled by his hands but his distress unmistakable.
Chloe, undeterred by his embarrassment, leaned in closer, her mind whirring as she attempted to connect the dots. "Or could it be that the kiss threw you off balance because you liked it more than you expected? And then there’s Cassy, whom you have these unacknowledged feelings for. So now you're stuck in this emotional whirlpool, unsure of how to navigate it?" She suggested, her tone weaving between playful teasing and serious conjecture.
Altair, visibly overwhelmed by the intricate web of emotions and the complicated nature of the situation, pleaded with Chloe. "Please, can we put a hold on the wild speculations?" His tone was a blend of exasperation and a desperate need for some semblance of clarity.
Despite Altair's visible distress, Chloe couldn't suppress a chuckle, finding unintended humor in his romantic quandary. However, she quickly moderated her response, adopting a more empathetic demeanor. "Okay, I'll hold off on the guessing game. But you need to talk to me, Altair. What's really bothering you?" Her voice was now laced with genuine concern, the playful edge gone.
In a moment of unexpected candor, Altair blurted out, "After that kiss, Theresa just... bolted. She literally ran away from me."
Chloe's reaction was immediate. The initial look of curiosity on her face gave way to incredulity, which then transformed into uncontrollable laughter. Her laughter, unrestrained and infectious, drew the attention of the entire café, turning their private conversation into a public spectacle.
Altair, caught in the midst of this unexpected attention, buried his face in his hands, groaning. His cheeks flushed with a mix of humiliation and resignation as he tried to shield himself from the curious and amused glances of the café patrons.
The commotion caught the attention of the barista, who made her way through the tables with a look of concern mingled with curiosity. Arriving at their table, she asked, "Is everything alright here?" Her eyes flickered between Chloe's fit of giggles and Altair's evident discomfort.
Chloe, still struggling to catch her breath between fits of laughter, pointed at Altair, her words emerging in sporadic bursts. "This guy—seriously—had the most intense kiss last night, and then the girl just... ran off!" Her laughter escalated, reaching a crescendo that brought tears to the corners of her eyes.
The barista, initially maintaining a professional demeanor, couldn't resist joining in the laughter. The sheer absurdity of the situation was too much. Even Altair, despite his initial embarrassment, found a reluctant smile creeping onto his face, highlighting the ridiculousness of his romantic dilemma.
"I'm absolutely thrilled to see my love life is such a source of amusement for you both," he commented dryly, though the faint twinkle in his eyes betrayed a semblance of amusement amid his mock irritation.
As the laughter gradually subsided, a warm, convivial atmosphere lingered in the air. The barista, still wearing a friendly smile, handed them glasses of water, her eyes shimmering with residual mirth from the shared laughter.
"Sorry, Altair," Chloe said, her voice now steadier but still tinged with the remnants of her earlier hilarity. "But you have to admit, there's probably more to Theresa's actions than meets the eye."
Altair, having regained a semblance of his usual poise, leaned forward, his interest piqued by Chloe's suggestion.

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