Page 30 of Wicked Trap

After what seemed to be the longest two minutes, the receptionist ended the call and looked at Tanvi. “Please go to the fourteenth floor, Miss Palki. Someone will receive you.”

Tanvi wanted to do a victory dance, but she smiled at the receptionist. “Thank you.”

Her high heels made sounds as she walked on the overly polished marble floor towards the lifts. She had to pause and pass through the automatic barricades that were lifted by the guards at the receptionist’s nod.

Stepping into one of the many lifts, she pressed the button for the fourteenth floor. It wasn’t the topmost floor. She knew the Prism building had fifteen floors. Which meant there might be additional security to the topmost floor and couldn’t be accessed by the general employees.

Tanvi frowned. Why so much security?

As soon as the lift stopped on the fourteenth floor, the doors opened to an open area that was heavily carpeted with yet another reception area.

She stepped out of the lift and went to the middle-aged man seated there.

“Hello, Miss Palki.”

Tanvi pasted on a smile. “Good morning, Mr. Tejpal,” she said, reading the man’s gleaming nameplate placed at the front of the massive desk.

The man didn’t smile back. “I’m sorry, Miss Palki. We do not give direct appointments to the chairman.”

Tanvi was stunned. “But I was asked to come up here. I thought I would get to speak with him.”

“You can’t meet him, but you are welcome to state the purpose of your visit to me. I can check with him.”

She used her father’s name again. So far, it had never failed. “I am from Mr. Girish Shetty’s office. I would like to speak regarding an urgent and confidential matter...”

The man nodded. He then made a phone call and spoke softly.

“All right, sir,” he said after a few seconds.

Ending the call, the man looked at her. “He has asked me to pass on the regards to Mr. Girish Shetty. At this time, he cannot meet anyone. He also asked me to convey that if you are here to apply for a job position, then you need to go through the application and interview process like everyone else.”

A burst of annoyance along with anger, passed through her at the chairman’s comments. But she wasn’t the kind to misdirect her anger on the wrong person who was simply the messenger. She was pissed at the arrogant chairman who thought she wanted to meet him to ask for a job.

She opened her mouth to tell the man that she wasn’t looking for a job. But she paused.

Suddenly another idea began to form. She wasn’t looking for a job. But what if she did get a job in the company?

That way, not only would she get to somehow meet the chairman, she could possibly also dig up some information on the corporation that acquired the company a couple of months ago.

Her heart raced in excitement at the plan.

“How can I apply for a job?” she asked.

The man gave her a polite smile. “You can visit our company website for open positions,” he stated. “We give the topmost priority to employee references. So if you know someone working here, their reference will help. You won’t need the chairman’s reference.”

She stretched her lips further. “Thank you. I will.”

While she walked along the polished corridors, her mind began to race further.

She had to look up all the open positions and apply immediately. Sameer, her cute downstairs neighbor, worked at Prism Corporation. She could ask his help to provide her the employee reference. Sameer would help her for sure. He was sweet and helpful.

Unlike him.

Suddenly a handsome face with a dimpled smirk flashed into her mind. It was of the arrogant jerk who lived across from her flat.

She shook her head. Ugh. Why am I thinking of him!

The man was too exasperating, especially when he crawled into her thoughts lately. She didn’t know why she thought of him so often.

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