"If it isn't Camille Riley, CEO of gracious fashion industry. It's finally nice to meet.“ A man with a mustache approached where Camille and Sean stood.Camille looked at the man, his face looked familiar, but she could not quite place where she has seen him before. Perhaps it was when she was still a teen or so. "And you must be Sean Rodriguez, it's an honor to finally meet both of you.” He stood in front of them, looking from Sean to Camille, smiling.“It's an honor to meet you too.” Sean offered a handshake. “And you must be?””Ah—I'm Mr. Sam. A businessman, I had a share in your father's company while he was still alive.“ he said. ”It's fine if you don't recognize me, you were still little then.“ he laughed and Sean smiled a little.”See you around Mr. Sam. It was a pleasure meeting you.“ Sean gently said politely.”Oh, it's no problem. Here is my card.“ he brought out a business card from his pocket giving it to Sean. ”Let's have a drink sometime and have a little chat.“Sean nod
Ethan held Tiffany's arm as they walked on the red carpet, his boss was invited but was unable to come and asked Ethan to take his place.They walked inside the party while Tiffany looked around nervously. She tries to call Camille, but she wasn't picking.“Perhaps where she's at is noisy. We would find her for sure. Wait here while I go get us something to drink.” Ethan said and left.Tiffany was on a short strapless black gown, her dress was simple yet alluring. She was on a light make up and her skin glowed in the room. She tapped her finger on her purse nervously.“Hey sweetie.” A young man approached her, he wasn't bad looking, but he reeked of alcohol. He stood beside her, his hand on her back. Tiffany could not help but scrunch her nose as he moved closer.“Is something wrong pretty?” She shook her head, watching as his hands went to her back.“Oh, do not worry. I mean no harm.” he smiled, but Tiffany was not buying it, her expression was stern.“You should smile a little, don'
“Sean.” Camille called from the stairs. She opened the door to his room, but he wasn't there. “Where could he be?” she muttered, wiping the beads of sweat from her face. She went to the penthouse and there he was, his eyes closed, sitting on a chair, his hands rested on the arm of the chair.“Sean.” Camille called as she walked closer to him. He didn't move an inch or react to her calling.“Sean, I know you can hear me. Stop all this and allow me to explain.” Camille persuaded, standing in front of him.Sean opened his eyes, looking at her with a stern expression. “So how is he? Have you gone to see him? You stayed to take care of him, right? Good.” he said all at once and closed his eyes again.“Sean, are you doubting me? Why will you think I will ever leave to go take care of him?”“Because I saw it, Camille.” he replied immediately. “I saw how he hugged you, and you didn't push him back. You met with him at a bar behind my back. I saw it all.” he pointed out, his fingers directly
Cassie paced forth and backwards in the ward. She placed her palm on her forehead and her left arm on her waist. She would stare at Frederick on the bed where he laid with a drip inserted into him. She felt like killing him, but she could not just jeopardize her plans at least until they got what they want, Frederick has to be alive.Her phone rang in her purse and she reached it quickly, bringing it out. “Mother,” she called.“How is he?” she asked. “He's stable now. At least Still breathing.” Cassie replied.“Don't do anything. Just watch over him. If you get rid of him, things might get suspicious.”“Alright mother.” Cassie said, cutting the call.*****Tiffany and Camille went out on what they call girls privacy. It was hard stopping the men from going with them.“How about this? Trust me, Ethan will go crazy seeing you in them.” Camille chuckled.Tiffany took a look at the dress, it was a short skimpy gown, the back was made with net and the upper part also, wearing it will expos
Camille sat close to the window gazing out. Sean stared at her for a while before calling her attention.“Is everything fine, Camille?” he asked. “You've been spacing out since we left the mall.”Camille sighed her gaze down. “Are you thinking about what she said?” Camille shook her head in response.“No, it's not that. I'm just glad.” She smiled warmly, raising her eyes to meet Sean's.“I'm glad I met you, Sean.” She said in a low tone, her smile growing wide.Jeffery looked at them through the rear mirror from the driver seat. He smiled secretly feeling happy to see his boss improvement.Sean opened his arm wide, and she furrowed her brows, “What for?”Sean shrugged chuckling, “At least, I should get a hug.” Camille turned sideways laughing and gasped when she felt herself being pulled into a tight hug. “I should be the one grateful for meeting you. And I meant everything I said back in the mall. Fredrick, is a scum for losing you. I bet he's regretting it.”Camille's face flushed r
Sean stared at her not knowing what to do. “Should we go see the doctor? It's a good thing we are at the hospital.” She shook her head, “No. It's a normal pain, it will go soon.”“But you were crying, it can be something serious. Let's go see the doctor quickly.” he insisted.Camille shook her head again. “Do something for me instead.”******“Oh my God. Is that not Sean Rodriguez?” A woman whispered to her other friend.“Yes he is, I've seen him countless times on Television and newspaper. He's more handsome in person.” Her friend squealed.“I heard he's married. Perhaps that's his wife.” the woman said.Her friend shook her head in pity, “It's a pity, what love can make one do at times. I truly envy her.”Sean closed his eyes, trying to avoid the looks of passers-by.“Do something for me instead.”“What is it?”“I want a piggy ride, I'm tired I can't walk. And my tummy is paining me.” Sean looked at her dumbfounded. “Let me inform Jeffery to bring you a wheelchair.” He took his phon
Camille sat in her office working on a design before she received a call. “Hey, Cam. I just received information that the fashion competition Is coming up in three days.”“Thanks for that Sean. I and my team has been working our butts up trying to come up with something unique.” Camille sighed heavily feeling tired.“Get ready, I'm coming over.”“Huh? Why?” Camille checked her phone to see he had cut the call. She dropped the phone on her table with a loud sigh.“Send in the materials and the ones you both are done with.” she spoke through the telephone slumping back on the chair again.A quick knock came on the door and she answered weakly from where she sat. “Come in.”The door opened to see a concerned Sean. “Huh, why are you here?” she asked like she wasn't pleased to see him. “I didn't hear what you were saying when you called.” Camille said.Sean walked over to her side, he touched her forehead with the back of his hand furrowing his brows. “Look at you, you are tired already. D
“Is something wrong with the dress?” Camille asked after waiting for a while for his reply.“You look breathtaking, Camille.” he found himself saying, “thank you.” Camille muttered with a wide smile.”Sir, your wife is beautiful.“ one of the attendants said, and he could not help but feel proud.Camille tested the rest of the clothes, forty minutes were already gone out of the time, so they decided to leave and head back to the office.”You petty little thieves, you don't have money and yet, you think you can go around stealing. Don't you know where to go to if you don't have money?“ A female attendant yelled at two children.”My sister never stole anything, she was only staring at the cloth and forgot to hang it back, when we remembered we quickly came back to return it.“ the older one defended embracing her crying little sister in a tight hug.”Shut up.“ The attendant slapped her hard. ”Why will you mistakenly take something you know you can't afford even in twenty years to come? Yo