THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 8's. Ottawa
We arrived in Ottawa the following week, the city was even more crowded as some refugees remained here while Toronto was still in the recovery stage.
Even so Canada is much better than the USA, we are only exposed to one big city, Toronto, while the US, almost 40% of the city fell into the black area before slowly they can restore everything again.
"Where is your general, I can't wait to see him." Monica clung to my side as an assistant, this time she was wearing an official suit, although still she was not seen as an assistant in the office. More visible as a model who is in the photo shoot a model of work clothes.
"You be patient, why are you so noisy now." He giggled beside me while we were still at a welcome banquet at a hotel in Ottawa.
"He's not there yet, there's a handsome officer."
"She was wearing invisible civilian clothes in military clothes." It's a business man's event not an official military event, there's no way he's wearing military clothes, the only time I can see him wearing military clothes is during an official ceremony. It's a pity that I also want to see him in his official ceremonial coat.
"Ohh, that's it." Monica nodded in understanding while my eyes searched and then I caught her figure. This time with his grey suit and white shirt.
"That's 9 o'clock, a gray shirt with a neat shave. Her hair is short." Monica's eyes searched, it seemed she found it. "How's it?" He immediately put on a judging expression.
"Hmm. right as I imagined the rich daddy-daddy model, well... handsome, dashing, charismatic, but Alexander, Timothy, Duncan is more handsome than him. Well, but then again he's a general." I smiled, based on her friends she introduced me I could guess my sister's taste.
"Our taste is different." It was clear that we were clearly different.
"You didn't say hello to him? Go there." Monica immediately pushed me to her.
"I have to say hello now? Doesn't that look .. expect it too much." But I hesitate to act right now.
"You dreamt it for days, now the guy in front of you let him through. Basic coward. Where's your courage." Monica insinuated me while pulling my hand.
"What do you want..." I protested when he pulled me.
"Later to meet, what to do now." I immediately held back his hand, objecting to having to do it now.
"Now, you won't be able to sleep." I grimaced as he kept pulling me. "I'm your assistant, don't tell me I'm your sister. The right way, do I have to push you from behind. You don't be a coward." Monica scolded me. My brother who is too experienced in this man is underestimating me.
I was forced to step forward, my heart pounding like I was facing an encounter with my first love. I was just blown away by her, feeling like she was doing something meaningful to me. Something no one else can do, act as a protector.
"Mr Gillian, ..." My voice almost whispered to him. Fortunately, he still caught my voice.
"Oh, Miss Eliza. Good day, nice to see you again. How are you." I finally heard his voice again.
"I'm good, nice to meet you too." I'm glad she smiled at me, maybe she had feelings for me too.
"Yes, the weather in Ottawa was good today." And I lost the conversation, talked about the weather, what's this, my brain was frozen. Monica touched my back, she must be saying I'm stupid now. I do feel stupid.
"The weather is good." He continued. "I'm glad today's deal will be signed. You said you've been surveying Alaska?" He spoke straight to business, why didn't he ask me to talk about something more fun. Now I feel I'm just as irrational.
"Of course, we need to look at all the facelitas you say before deciding to approve your offer. Now repairs and ordering of materials are being done. We're not waiting for investment interest to run."
"You are real business people. Anytime if I could I'd like to meet and chat with your brother."
"Of course, Albert's mostly in Montreal right now, if you ever go to Montreal, just tell me I'll find you."
"Who's behind you?" Monica was a little taller than me, than she had turned her back on me, pretending to be busy with her phone, her attitude was a little impolite actually.
"Ohh this is Monica, my assistant." I acknowledge him as my assistant. Monica was forced to turn around, I guess she just wanted to not draw any attention towards him.
"Good day, sir." Monica smiled slightly as she extended her hand. But the impact of that smile left Gilbert unblinking. Although it was not a stranger to my view, I was disappointed as well.