The Traps of Black Swan

At the B-news office,

In the conference room, Maisie was sitting with her chin up. A smug smile was too obvious on the face.

When she reached the B-news building and demanded to meet the chief editor, it was a little difficult.

Then somebody identified her as Mrs. Kelly. Assuming they might get some juicy news, an editor sat to speak with her. She simply stated it's sensational news about Aarvi Evans, the president of Skylar.

She hesitated to give the envelope but still handed it to her. The editor who saw just a few lines - Aarvi Evans is a mask to her real identity Ava Kelly.

The editor understood the depth of the situation and took Maisie to the 5th floor.. The editor was alarmed because if they published any false news against Aarvi Evans, she had the power to destroy whole B-news by filing a simple case of slandering.

On the 5th floor, Maisie was taken to meet the chief editor who was busy with other employees. The chief editor has the final decision about each news published by the company. So Maisie thought she would finally succeed.

The editor whispered to the Chief Editor and the expression changed on his face. Maisie read it wrongly. She was asked to wait five minutes mentioning they have to discuss something.

It took ten minutes and Maisie had the patience this time. Because she was plotting against Aarvi. She was thinking if she gets a chance to cry in front of the camera, she could make Aarvi and the Rivas family submit to her. Then she will again live a wealthy life, keeping them scared.

"Mrs. Kelly, Managing director, would like to meet you personally. As this is very crucial information, he would like to handle this more carefully."

Maisie didn't understand the reason behind such great treatment. He was a chief editor, even some powerful families think ten times to have a conversation with him. Why will put himself down and treat Maisie, a cheater of her family so well?

Maisie didn't show her happiness and behaved like a highborn lady. That's how they reached the fourteenth floor. They served her drinks with a few snacks and the managing director rushed over to her.

"I am sorry for making you wait, Madam Kelly. I am very pleased to meet you." He was a well-groomed man in his mid-forties.

Maisie shook his hand. Even without makeup, fancy clothes, or styled hair, her confidence was above the roof. "Mr. Watson. We have met before."

He flashed a professional smile, he had already called Milo Wen and the latter asked about the content of the letter. Milo Wen had requested none to speak with the lady except him or his most trusted employees. So excluding the Managing Director, his assistant, and the Chief director none were there in the hall.

He chose to let them know first because if they send the lady away, she will go to another media to create a ruckus. Staying on the good books of Rivas was too crucial.

About Skylar, if Aarvi knows their efforts without troubling her, that would be more than enough. They didn't dare to call Dax because he would break the face of Madam Kelly. Who doesn't know Dax?

He took the paper, read it, purposefully flashing surprised, shocked expressions. Back in his mind, he was recalling Jaxon Evans and Aarvi Evans talking with each other at the birthday banquet. He strongly felt Aarvi was a sister or a cousin of Jaxon, yet she was so low profile.

He took pictures of the letters, lying as he needed to prepare explosive headlines with the help of his team. Maisie fell on her face, she started narrating tales making Aarvi a villain of it and Maisie as a heroine.

The chief editor got sick of it when he caught a few scenes out of movies in her narration. He slapped his head and pleaded with MD folding his hands to let him go. And he escaped to complete his work and go home soon.

Currently, Maisie gracefully sipped the coffee in an expensive cup. The MD had left when his assistant whispered something to him. He asked for five minutes.

Five minutes to destroy her daydreams.

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Roach followed the couple who weren't playing around anymore. One was serene, so calm that she had no trouble in her life. Another one was aloof. It was hard to say if he was angry or he was too lazy to have any expression on his face. However, everyone was stopping in their tracks at the sight of them.

Roach heard numerous compliments directed towards the couple. Why wouldn't they get the compliments? Everything seemed unparalleled when those two were together. They couldn't undervalue any of them in any aspect.

Soon their admiration was replaced with confusion when their eyes fell on the cops who entered after they entered the elevator. The cops took another elevator. Curious, they stood and watched the numbers. It halted a second last floor where the conference rooms were present.

They started discussing if there was any problem. They overthought to the level B-news might be acquired or it might close down with the question, 'How did we offend the power couple?'

Aarvi, Aaron, and Roach exited the elevator. Mr. Watson greeted Aaron, "President Rivas, President Evans…" He shook Aaron's hand and nodded at Aarvi whose right hand was in Aaron's hand. Anyway, he had already noticed this lady president doesn't touch anybody and avoids alcohol.

Aarvi flashed a faint smile as she nodded, "Mr. Watson. Sorry for all the trouble."

"President Evans, you are too polite. It's our duty to keep the media clean from this kind of false news." Then he looked at Aaron without pissing out the man. "President Rivas, all you needed to do was give an order, you don't have to ruin your evening."

Aarvi wondered why the managing director was too nice. Then it flashed her. She and Aaron never gave an interview or attended any program. He was trying to get one bird, or two together.

'The birds are meant to fly, Mr. Watson.' Aarvi thought.

Not just her, Aaron could read between the lines. He glanced at the cops who exited the other elevator so he came to the point, "Shall we not keep them waiting, Mr. Watson?"

Mr. Watson knew Aaron speaks only with his wife and patients so he was fine with his indifference. "Sure, sure… The woman is in conference room three. This way please."

They went towards the meeting room. Aarvi entered first when Watson's assistant opened the door. Maisie turned around and her eyes widened as big as saucers looking at the sly smirk on Aarvi's face.

As others got inside the room, she clearly saw Aarvi falling back to such an innocent self. It almost felt to Maisie that she imagined that devious expression on Aarvi's face.

The assistant spoke, "President Evans, she is the woman who is claiming and making up a lot of stories against you."

Aarvi looked at indifferent Aaron with a hint of confusion, "Honey, isn't she the previous landlady of the villa I bought recently? I don't quite... remember her." She sounded so innocent that every other person believed her.

Roach: "..."

Maisie stood up in jerk looking at such flawless acting. For the first time, she wanted to accept, 'You are really my daughter. You overtook me in acting.'