Siren Song 160 The Talk

"Come with me into my study, would you like anything to drink?" Jean-Jacques Dumont closed the oiled oak doors before going over to his small liquor cabinet and poured himself a gla.s.s of cognac.

"No, let us make this as expedited as possible I have no desire to linger with you." Liang Jian Amal folded himself into one of the black leather recliners in front of Jean-Jacques Dumont desk, lacing his fingers together in front of him on it.

"I had come initially prepared to give you not only the research results you wanted, but also proof that you requested and to attend my wife's celebration. I also have accommodated with your wishes of time and s.p.a.ce. It is true that I had hurt her as you so well pointed out last December.

"After the events of last year and tonight, though I highly doubt your claim of her being truly better in you care. If I had not been there last year she would have died and yet you had me forcefully barred from seeing her in the hospital and since then.

"In the end that was the only reason I agreed to your, as you put it "heartfelt request" that I give her time and s.p.a.ce. You would also help to fund Liang International with an international expansion into Europe if I provided the results from our latest research project.

"I treated you with grace and tact, as you are the last of her family and elders and for my feelings for her. You have shown me that you utterly lack either though." In perfect French Liang Jian Amal spoke keeping his face cool and emotionless the whole time, while his eyes bored into Jean-Jacques Dumont's.

"Hmm. Why have you then agreed to talk with me now?" Swirling his gla.s.s Jean-Jacques Dumont leisurely made his way over to his desk and sat facing Liang Jian Amal.

"I am here now merely to proclaim my intentions of leaving with her as well as to find out about Changs well-being from while I was not by her side."

"Hah you are a very brazen man. I actually wanted to talk at length with you today. I fear that I may have done wrong."

"Oh and why would you feel that, when just earlier you could not wait to be rid of me."

"I have made too many mistakes, from what I've seen it seems that I may have made another, I will find out for sure If I have I will do what I can to right that wrong.

"Furthermore as for the funding to Liang International, send me the paperwork and I paperwork, but our original agreement will be changed."

Liang Jian Amal raised an eyebrow giving him a skeptical look. "I already had lost my interest in the matter anyways."

"That is not what I meant. I a.s.sure you this is not a form of trickery, I do have honor despite what you think.

"Your proposal will be handled by Charmaine when she wakes up and if she so chooses; I have put her in front of that aspect of one of my oldest and most reputable firms."

"Bouleau Argenté."

"Yes that is correct."

"Hmm." The mans eyes flicked down for a moment, pleased with the suggestion. "So tell me about these recurring episodes she's been experiencing."

"Charmaine has been having these episodes where she becomes catatonic and unresponsive for periods of time since last year after that night. Sometimes it's a few minutes it's been up to several hours though. I sent her to a psychiatrist for awhile and in the end they recommended she take anti-depressants to which she refused to take. The worse of them always seem to come around on dates that trigger her."

"What kind of dates?"

"Well, the anniversary of her mother's death this last year for one example, she lay in her bed for hours. Over the last year she has made a lot of improvement professionally and has become a perfectly impeccable lady done but I fear overall that her condition has been worsening inside."

"I see." Liang Jian Amal straightened his s.h.i.+rt while rising stepping away the desk.

"Where are you going?" Perplexed Jean-Jacques Dumont looked at the exiting figure.

"To my wife, of course, everything that I wanted to accomplish here has been achieved." As he he opened the door Liang Jian Amal turned and spoke holding eye contact with the older man from across the room.

"Fine go to her, I won't stop you."