50 Chapter 50

Ian knocked on Camilla's door for the third time since he finished getting ready. They had to leave in the next ten minutes and Camilla still wasn't ready.

He was so tempted to ask the woman at the lobby to have the door opened. They could not be late for their first event.

"Calm down!" Camilla called out from the other side of the door.

Ian could hear her voice coming closer to him. He quickly took a step back, he knew Camilla wasn't going to be happy about him rushing her.

The door flew open and Camilla glared at him.

She was wearing a black dress with blue accents, it was somewhat form fitting but it didn't show off too much of her body.

It had a halter top making it look a bit more convervative than what most of the rich young ladies would be wearing.

"You look pretty." Ian praised as he looked at Camilla from head to toe.

"You're just trying to get out of trouble." Camilla groaned as she gestured for him to come in. "I still have ten minutes, why are you so impatient?" She complained as she marched back up to her room.

"I was worried you wouldn't be ready in time." Ian called out as he stood up and explored Camilla's living room.

"We said we would meet at the lobby at 7pm, I have a watch! I know what time it is!" Camilla shouted back.

"Well based on my experience with women, you guys usually take forever to get ready." Ian said as he picked up a photo of Camilla and her parents.

"Bad experience with women?" Camilla asked, her voice no longer coming from the second floor of the apartment.

Ian turned to see her walking down with a bag as she placed on a pair of earrings.

"Kind of." Ian said with a smirk. "We're kind of matching." Ian pointed out as he lifted his necktie which was the same shade of blue as the accents on Camilla's dress.

"Our minds are syncing, creepy and cool at the same time." Camilla said with a laugh as she walked towards Ian.

"My girlfriend always took three to four hours to get ready for a date, I'm sorry I assumed that you were the same." Ian apologized with a frown.

"It's fine, I understand why you were worried, but you need to realize Ian Lim, I'm not like other girls." Camilla said with a grin as she noticed the photo behind Ian.

"Those are my parents, well my adoptive parents." Camilla explained. "They took me in when I was two, I think. I really don't remember much, the psychologists say I am suppressing my memories because they are too painful."

"You don't need to explain." Ian said as he shook his head and fixed the photo's position on the table.

"Thank you." Camilla said with a sweet smile.

as she walked over to her shoe rack by the door.

"You ready to go?" Ian asked Camilla.

"Yep." Camilla said as she opened the door and walked out of the room.

When they got to the lobby the receptionist greeted them and smiled.

"Mr. Marco called, he asked me to inform you that your driver will take you to the party tonight, and you are not allowed to complain." The receptionist informed them.

Ian frowned at the message, he enjoyed driving, but if Marco thought it was best for them to be chauffeured to and from tonight's dinner, then there must be a purpose.

They both thanked the receptionist before finally stepping onto the driveway to find Ian's car already waiting for both of them.

"Ladies first." Ian gestures as he helped Camilla into the car.

"Wow, such a gentleman." She teased as Ian climbed in behind her.

"Good evening, I'm John, I'm your assigned driver." The man in the driver's seat greeted.

"Nice to meet you John." Camilla replied with a smile.

"Thanks for driving us tonight." Ian added.

"It's no problem, I actually feel quite useless with the both of you driving yourselves everywhere." John said with a laugh as he pulled out of Solaire Tower's driveway.

"What do you mean?" Ian asked, he was quite confused with what John had just said.

"Oh, you didn't know?" John asked with a laugh. "I'm your assigned driver, I should be the one taking you to the office, Mr. Lim."

Ian and Camilla were both wide eyed with shock as they looked at each other.

The Reyes Group providing their assistants with drivers was just too much.

Ian was surprised when John took them through a route he didn't recognize. Marco had told them that the event was going to be held at the Reyes Mansion, and Ian had been there multiple times.

The house was located at the heart of the capital. In an area called the old city, it was full of ancestral houses and was filled with historical buildings. It was also where Ian's family lived so he knew the area quite well.

The path John was taking would not bring them to that area.