Camila had her eyes fixed at Logan Creed all the while he was talking and he tried not to make eye contacts with her. 
    She hoped that he would even act like he knew her, but no, he didn't only looked like a whole different person in a corporate dress, responsible, fine and worthy of being a CEO, he pretended not to know that she even existed— and it surprisingly pained her.
      "I'm really honoured to be here today. I have been looking forward to this day for years, and I'm so happy…" he smiled whole heartedly.
"I really want to see you all. A heartfelt thank you to each and everyone one of you, because you are the reason why this Casino has remained the number one best Casino in Las Vegas and the company, a leading Gambling and Public merchandise company in the United States…"
      His speech attracted a thunderous applause from the employees, except Camila, who was feeling dumb and lost. 
     "That's not all…" he continued. "We have remained a multi-billion dollar company for years, and it is only fair that employees, no matter the level, get reasonable pay checks all the time…" You could see everyone's face expanding with admiration and surprise.
     "When I say reasonable pay, I mean $50 per hour, for a start…" a joyous roar from the employees with non stop jubilation, it felt like the floor was going to break down. But was it even possible? In every twelve there must be a Judah. 
     "Is he really serious now?" Camila chuckled.
      "That means the minimum annual salary for the morning divisions would be fixed at $90,000…" 
     They looked at each other with surprise. Eyes wide open, dashing around the possibility and the wonders it would do for their lives if it were true. The CEO must be a generous man! And he had just earned their whole hearts. 
     "So I would leave the calculations to you" he chuckled, joining the joyous energy. 
     "Ma'am, honestly, I don't know what's going on here, I don't know if this is a game or something of sort, but starting from $90k? Is that even possible?" Peterson whispered to Camila. 
     Camila's eyes were fixed on Logan Creed while she wandered off, thinking about the whole thing, trying to put together pieces of puzzles that were never sought after.
Maybe it was time to really look into Logan Creed. "It's a big company…" she shrugged. "Do you know that we make millions of dollars each day? Not even counting what other divisions make, moreover he has proved to be a multi billionaire himself, so yes, it is possible, as long as Logan Creed, the mystery man…" she said.
It was more like she was talking to herself, and Peterson had to strain his ears in order to hear what she was saying. And the meeting which had just concluded under their noses saw the CEO leaving the hall.
      Camila stood up and ran after Logan Creed, but the body guards stopped her from reaching him. 
      "Hey, Logan!" She called him out as the helicopter started getting heated up for take off. Logan was only halfway to it when he heard his name. He turned around and maintained a serious face.
      "What can I do for you, Camila?" 
      She exhaled. At least, he admitted that he knew her. She looked at the two bodyguards and back at Logan. "Can you tell them to back off, please?" So Camila could be nice?
      "Of course, once you answer my question…" he said with a smile. 
     Camila got a wrinkle between her eyebrows and it elapsed once she had ascertained what the question was.
She waved her hair aside and away from her face for there seemed to be a great deal of wind at the rooftop and the whirling helicopter had contributed to it. "We got something to do, haven't we?" She asked. 
      Logan chuckled, and snapped his finger at the men. Camila was allowed access to him. 
      "Let's not even talk about what just happened because my head is already spinning away from normal…" Camila said, flushing a hand on her face to express her frustration and her obsession.
      Logan smiled and shook his head. "I'm going to ask the same question again, What can I do for you? As you can see, I'm a busy man" 
     Camila had decided not to think about it at all, but how could his life just change within 24 hours? It wasn't the Logan she saw that morning who was chasing her. 
    She parted her lips to talk but Logan jumped in, first. "Oh, you want me to help you get revenge?" 
     "Huh? What? I—" 
      "Here…" Logan brought out two cards from his pocket and put them into her hand. "My contact card and my home address. Call me anytime you change your mind. Bye, Camila" he smiled and left her to what had just happened. She only got to feel that it was real when the helicopter left. 
     "This is really happening?" She said to herself, retreating to her office. 
     She slumped into her chair and sighed, looking at the contact card and Logan's residential address… she hadn't paid attention… "No shit" it wasn't the same address as the building in the desert. 
     She cringed at the feeling of being so dumb, left out and completely clueless, until she sighted the printed paper at the floor. She picked it up and looked through it. Her brain yelled “fascinating” 
      "What? Over a hundred years ago? Are you kidding me? Italian Billionaire Logan Creed acquires many corps in the United States, including new start ups…" she chuckled, but it was the kind of chuckle you get when you are about to go insane. "When was this?..."
She scanned through the paper for the date "1902?! You gotta be kidding me" hard to believe, she palmed her hand on her head. It was too much to digest. She picked up her phone and dialed the number and after a few beeps, she got connected. 
     «Hello, I'm hoping this would be Camila Lipa» he said. 
     «I will do it» she replied abruptly. 
     «Sorry?»
     «I will do it, Logan Creed. I will help you revenge Mrs Lopez death» 
      >>>> Logan's end was silent for a while. 
     «Hello?» she said into the phone.
     «And your price is?» As if he knew that she didn't just change her mind for nothing worthwhile. 
      «I don't need your money» she answered.
      «Then what?»
      «Who you are, Logan. That's all I want»
      Logan chuckled. «Woah what's with the sudden turn?»
     «I help you, you tell me who you are? Everything about you. Deal or no deal?»
      «Deal» he replied. And she disconnected the call.
      "Behold, my new obsession and mission" she said to herself, packing her things.