Intrigued by the CEO: Paranoid Obsessions

“Come over and have something to eat.” Blaze placed a plate of sunny-side-up egg in front of her, commanding her to eat, “We’ll be staying out late tonight, so eat up and replenish your energy.”

Staying out late? Did he plan to play for a long time? Harper took a deep breath and said, “Blaze, why don’t you just come straight to the point? Finish early and go back early, okay?” She didn’t dare to enjoy his excessive care; it only made her feel disoriented. It would be better if he were straightforward, just show his bad side with her. That way, her feelings towards him wouldn’t be too complicated.

“How can we finish early with something like this? It’s not like I can control it.”

“You can’t control it?” Harper was astonished. It was late at night, just the two of them on the mountain top. Who else could control it if not him?

“Obviously, how would I know when the meteor shower is going to happen?” Blaze said, elegantly cutting the egg.

“Meteor… shower?”

Harper was confused. What meteor shower?

At that moment, her phone, lying on the table, lit up, and a news alert caught her eye —

?The Orionid Meteor Shower is expected to peak around 12 a. m. tonight. According to analysis, HLS Mountain’s summit is the optimal geographical location for viewing the meteor shower. However, it has been reported that the summit of HLS Mountain has been booked by a mysterious individual, and access to the summit has been closed since yesterday.

Meteor shower?

HLS Mountain, wasn’t this HLS Mountain’s summit?

So, the mysterious person mentioned in the news… was Blaze?

Harper slowly began to understand. She asked blankly, “Blaze, I choose the wilderness, does it mean to watch meteor shower in the wilderness?”

“Then what else?” Blaze retorted, picking up a piece of fried egg with his fork and offering it to her lips.

“So, we’re here today to watch the meteor shower?”

Just to watch a meteor shower? So innocent? This didn’t fit Blaze’s style at all. Harper sighed.

“Yes. What did you think we were here for?”

“Uh.. nothing.” Harper didn’t dare to tell the truth, “Then why did you make me wear this school uniform?”

At her words, Blaze’s hand holding the fork and knife paused, his eyes becoming deep.

Harper looked at him, puzzled.

“When I was 17, someone asked me to watch the meteor shower. But that person stood me up. I ended up spending the whole night alone in the wilderness. That day, I rushed over that I didn’t even have time to change out of my school uniform.”

Harper was taken aback. So he had been stood up before, but what did that have to do with her wearing the uniform now?

“I can’t stand being stood up. So, even though it’s been over ten years, I still want someone in uniform to stand in front of me for the appointment. Today, you’re playing that role.”

Harper realized that despite being by Blaze’s side for so long, she only little about him, his messy private life, being the richest man in the world, his bad temper, and stubbornness… But she didn’t know much about deeper matters.

Blaze continued to feed her silently. His face was expressionless.

The night was quiet, not a sound to be heard.

Harper watched him, “Why didn’t you mention this before?”

“What’s there to mention?”

“Being stood up by someone important must have left an impression.”

As she spoke, Blaze coldly inserted the fork into a piece of fried egg and said, “Not important! Someone who stands me up will never be important to me!”

‘If the person is not important, then why bother coming to watch a meteor shower again… and making me wear a school uniform for remembrance. That person must be important. Is it his girlfriend when he was young?’ Harper understood. She was just a substitute today, replacing the person who stood him up…

“Why aren’t you wearing a school uniform today then?” Harper asked.

“I’m not 17 anymore, wearing a uniform is just stupid.”

Harper was speechless. So she was the only one being stupid, huh?

After a while, she couldn’t help but look at Blaze’s cold face and say, “If you really care so much, why not try to make another date with that person again?”

Blaze glared at her fiercely, his tone suddenly turning extremely hostile, “Shut up!”

Suddenly, a flash appeared in the sky.

A shooting star.

Harper quickly stood up from the table and tapped Blaze, “Blaze, the shooting stars are here.”

The summit was the closest place to the sky.

Streaks of light crossed the night sky, drawing the most beautiful arcs in the pitch-black night.

So beautiful.

Harper stared in awe at the meteor shower falling from the sky. After a few seconds, she lowered her gaze to Blaze-

Only to see Blaze still sitting at the table, maintaining his posture, not looking up at the sky. His eyes were fixed on the tabletop, lost in thought.

The next moment, Blaze set down his knife and fork. He took hold of the wine bottle and walked step by step to the edge of the cliff’s railing, tilting the bottle of red wine, pouring it all out.

Like performing some kind of ritual.

Harper stood behind him, watching him puzzled.

After emptying the bottle, Blaze tossed it aside and sat down at the railing. He lifted his eyes to the shooting stars in the sky, his face pale.

“Come here!” Blaze called out to her.

Harper adjusted her ultra-short skirt and walked over slowly, sitting down beside him.

The two sat on the ground, Harper’s hands pressed against the railing, stealing glances at Blaze from time to time.

For some reason, she felt that Blaze today was different from usual. Not as sharp, not as domineering, as if he was hiding a lot of emotions.

“Do you know the most thorough way to stand someone up?” Blaze suddenly asked.

“What?”

“It’s death.” Blaze’s icy tone was quickly scattered by the wind.

Harper stared at Blaze, stunned. What did he mean by that?

“He’s dead.” Blaze sat on the ground, looking up at the shooting stars in the sky. “That year, he didn’t come to watch the meteor shower. Because he died on his way here.”

Harper finally understood why Blaze had looked at her so fiercely when she suggested dating that person again. It turned out that person was someone he couldn’t ever meet again, no matter how domineering he was.

“Can I ask who this person is?” Harper asked cautiously.

“My brother.”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Another unexpected answer. So he had a brother, and his brother was already dead.

No wonder Blaze had hesitated when he first saw her in this school uniform. Actually, he wanted her to wear a boy’s uniform… But Dylan, the ‘all-knowing’ butler, misunderstood and got her this provocative school uniform instead…

Under the night sky, shooting stars fell one by one, like a golden rain. So clear, so beautiful.

“That year, I was waiting there, waited the whole night.” Blaze’s voice was low, “There was no signal in the wilderness. It wasn’t until the next day that I found out he had died in a car accident on his way here. He and the car fell off the mountain, smashed to pieces.”

He described it in a flat tone, but Harper could imagine the shocking scene of the accident at that time, and the madness of waiting alone in the wilderness all night, waiting for the devastating news.

“Haha.” Blaze suddenly chuckled coldly, His cold laughter sounded particularly desolate on this night.

Harper sat quietly next to Blaze, listening attentively. After a while, she spoke, “He didn’t want to stand you up, that’s why…” She didn’t finish her sentence. She thought Blaze understood better than anyone else that his brother had intended to keep their appointment. He was just blaming himself for the meteor shower arrangement that ended tragically with his brother’s death in a car accident.

“The N. E system was originally his idea, but he didn’t follow through. A man who can’t finish anything.” Blaze said, his tone unable to hide the pain.

Harper sat beside him quietly, absorbing his words.

So, the groundbreaking N. E system that rocked the world was originally intended to be developed by Blaze’s brother… She had never heard this story anywhere in the news.

“So you developed the N. E system and even make it globally popular.” Harper tilted her head back, looking at the gradually thinning shooting stars, and said earnestly, “There is a saying, after people die, they become stars. They watch over the people on Earth. I believe your brother… He’s always been proud of you. Although it sounds cliche, I still believe it.”

‘And, if he could improve his temper a bit, then his brother would be even prouder.’ Harper silently added this in her mind.

“Harper,” he called her name in a low voice.

“Huh?”