Chapter 4: Matteo Montgomery
All heads spun around to look at the door, with profanities hanging off of Nigel's lips, ready to drop at any time. However, when he finally realized who it was who stood out there, all color fled from his face.
"M-Mr. Montgomery! What a delightful visit!" Nigel spluttered. He quickly gathered himself and bowed. "You're absolutely right, this woman should be fired immediately for her incompetence!" Amelia's heart sank as she waited for the inevitable; she was going to be missing a husband and a job...
"Amelia, pack your things. You're―"
"I was referring to you," the man, Mr. Montgomery, interrupted, his voice cutting and cold.
Amelia shivered instinctively; it was as though a blizzard's chill had swept through the room, leaving everyone frozen in his wake. Even Caleb's table, which had been nothing but noisy, was surprisingly silent.
Amelia couldn't help but be curious about the man who held such power. She had always been too low in the ranks to meet Nigel's boss, and she wondered what sort of man could have struck Caleb and his cronies dumb with his presence. However, his name, at least, was common knowledge among those who lived in Solara, and even those beyond the borders of the country.
Matteo Montgomery, one of the leading powers of the business empires in Solara. He was one of the youngest entrepreneurs in the country, on top of managing the Montgomery family business that had been thriving for generations. The club she was working at was but one of the many businesses he owned.
She slowly tilted her head, trying her best to take a peep at the man without him knowing.
Her heart raced as she caught sight of her savior through her messy hair. She had to tilt her head higher just so she could catch a glimpse of his face.
Matteo was devastatingly handsome. His strong jawline, high cheekbones, and broad shoulders gave off an intimidating, almost regal presence. With his jet-black hair and glacial blue eyes, Amelia could almost imagine him as a king, complete with a crown on top of his head.
Her heart, broken and shattered as it was, couldn't help but tremble.