"What the heck is going on in this house? I think I am about to go crazy!" Ivy yelled frenziedly, as she held her head like her head tightly like her life depended on it, while trying to comprehend what they had just been told by Malcolm's secretary as his message. "Edward said that Malcolm is getting married to Zoe again, and that she's going through a medical situation that has wiped off the memories of people that had caused her trauma in her life, which includes us," Audrey repeated, just in case they didn't grasp it fully, just like she did. Rather than feeling crazily perplexed like the rest of the family, she was just intrigued by what was going on. She didn't even know how to express her emotions, amidst the craziness that everyone was displaying. "Did I say that I was too dumb to hear?!" Ivy lashed angrily at her. "And do you really want to believe the explanation they are giving for this absurdity?! And the part where she agreed to get married to him again, because it
"Who prepared this?!" Those words came flying at the dining table, and every activity was brought to a halt in an instant at the vicious questioning from the dignified lady that had come to join breakfast, making everyone terribly uncomfortable with her presence. "It is I, ma'am," the chef, who had prepared breakfast that morning, came running. "How did you prepare the lasgna?" Zoe questioned him sternly, her beautiful eyes staring at him intently with curiosity. Though the chef had not seen the lady who was questioning him before, he knew that she was someone not to be disrespected by even from her aura alone. "I added shrimps, beef, mozzarella …….""It doesn't suit my taste buds, and I hate the taste of the garlic that was used. Do you have farfalle or rotelle?" She asked him, as her eyes were raised to meet the chef's in query. "Eat whatever you are given and stop whining," Ivy's voice interjected into her discussion with irritation lacing her voice, as she cast upon Zoe a l
Gary was sitting silently at a five-star restaurant in a reserved spot, waiting patiently for Zoe, who had agreed to meet him minutes ago and was not yet around. She preferred to meet him outside the mansion for issues concerning the company, and discussion of whatever news her grandfather wanted to relay to her. Zoe left home shortly after the whole charade in the dining room, and left everyone aghast after striking Malcolm's cheeks after he kissed her. Nothing melted their brains and screamed danger more than when he kissed her right in everyone's presence, and the highlight of it all was when she slapped him. Though she knew hitting Malcolm in everyone's presence was out of it, she didn't even know why her hand worked on reflex and acted without asking her. Everyone thought they were out of their minds having witnessed the most scandalous news of the century, and it had every worker on their toes about what would happen next. Just a word, judging from a bad day, and all of them
In the opulent confines of Malcolm's luxurious room, silence hung heavy in the air like a shroud for many minutes, after he had arrived back from work and changed to comfortable clothes. Zoe sat in front of the huge dresser mirror showing her back to the room, as she applied the same facial cream she had been using for almost ten minutes. She gazed heavily at her reflection as her fingers idly traced the contours on her face, while constantly observing Malcolm's movements through the mirror. She had been thinking about a way to start a conversation ever since she watched him enter the room, but she didn't want to say anything after what happened between them in the morning. Though it barely encumbered her heart to say something about it, those ladies' words had her thinking nonstop about what he could truly do. "Umh. Malcolm," Zoe called, her tiny, low voice finding its way through the stifling atmosphere, and hitting Malcolm's ears like a breeze where he stood."Yes," he answered
Zoe was sitting on the rooftop of a classy top restaurant, gazing at the beautiful scenery below, as she basked in the beautiful serenity of the ambiance around her. It was barely lunchtime in the afternoon, and she was bored by herself, because she spent all morning working. She picked up her phone and called the number of the person she had saved as ‘first friend’ under her retrieved line, and the shock from the person that appeared to her after she texted her location was a little too much to bear at once. Standing right before her, grinning from ear to ear, was her secretary, Zara. ‘It was you?!’ Zoe exclaimed inwardly. “I have missed you very much,” Zara pouted so much, forgetting her professionalism, as she pulled Zoe into a hug after she offered a handshake first. ‘Crap. This lady was hugging her like she would snap her back,’ Zoe thought to herself, unable to breath properly, in the way Zara had embraced her so endearingly. “How are you, Zara?” Zoe returned the same ene
‘Shit! When will this guy leave?’ Zoe thought to herself as she laid still on the hospital bed, trembling and almost breaking out in sweat while trying hard to stall for as long as she could. ‘She was tired of pretending!’The moment she saw the guy that appeared before her whom she had no recollection of, she quickly thought of the fastest means to get out of the situation. And the only thought that came to her was, pretending to faint, forgetting that she had a dramatic secretary. “Goodness! What is wrong, Miss Zoe?! What am I going to do?!” Zara screamed as she watched her boss fall unceremoniously to the floor, as she quickly rushed to hold her, while panting so fast and almost at the point of tears. ‘What would she tell people if they asked her what happened to Zoe?’Thanks to Martin, who took the cue that alerting people's attention to them would be a terrible idea, he told Zara to put her emotions in check in order to stop people from taking pictures or a video. He carried Z
“What?! You are not taking back the engagement?!” Zoe yelled furiously as she glared at Malcolm, the moment he made his intentions clear after she asked him. He arrived shortly after Gary left, and had driven at a high speed when he was told that she was in the hospital. Entering the ward, he was bewildered to see her pacing around instead of lying on the next like someone who was truly sick, and her next question surprised him as soon as she saw him.“You and I know that this engagement thing is bullshit. So, clinging on hopelessly to something that is not there is not nice for the both of us,” Zoe tried to convince Malcolm further with calmness, even if she was trying hard not to lash out at him too. “We can make it work better. You are like this because you are yet to regain your memories, but trust me, this is for the best,” Malcolm answered her demurely, feeling a little guilty that he was going along with the agreement he already had with her grandfather to tell her the exact
What are you suddenly getting at?” Zoe questioned with a sneer, feigning ignorance. “Is that jealousy I sense?” Malcolm teased with a chuckle as he gazed at her, tilting his head amusingly. “You must finally be losing it. Can you please be on your way now? I would like to have my peace without having to share the space with you,” she sneered and dropped the cup of unfinished coffee as she stood up, and made her way into the bathroom, without waiting to hear anything he wanted to say.Upon entering, her eyes observed how neat and organized the bathroom was, even if Malcolm had used it moments ago, which showed how snazzy and intricate he was in his doings. She stared at the huge, deluxe space for a long while, before taking her seat in the bathtub. She hung her head languorously as she tried to think of what she would do, since things seemed not to be working in her favor now. ‘Her grandfather wanted to marry Malcolm at all costs, and the only solution she thought of was not worki
The small studio apartment Ivy sat in was dimly lit, because she left the lights off, with only a small table lamp to illuminate the room. The air of the surroundings was heavy and filled with the staleness of days-old dishes in the sink as well as the faint scent of spilled wine on the threadbare carpet. Every surface of the apartment bore the weight of her gloom with stacks of unopened bills, piles of dirty laundry, and empty bottles left lying on the floor which portrayed too many lonely nights. For weeks, she had lived this way. Isolated, enraged, shrouded in bitterness, and sinking in despair, ever since the incident with Isla that made her get on Malcolm's bad side, and Andre's sudden return which she never expected in her life to see coming. And even if she had been so joyful to see her brother who was back from his supposed death, after they had mourned him for years, she could not believe her mother would quickly replace her with Isla, who she had condemned just a few w
“You are around,” the gloomy and almost fading voice mumbled with a heavy heart, as soon as he heard the phone click on the receiver of his call, just a few minutes after dialing. It was at the most unexpected moment when he had tried the same line he had been trying again and again in futility for the past months, that it went through and the owner of the phone answered. It took him willpower to hide his shock. “Yes,” Zoe's voice came out placidly, devoid of any overt emotion as she answered curtly. Malcolm's eyebrows arched so high in astonishment because he had expected a sarcastic reply from her or a brutal hangup, as his brain ran out of the right words to articulate as a response to the answer she gave him. His voice crackled through the line of sullenness, laced with an uncharacteristic mix of vulnerability and hesitation as he said the most random thing that came to mind, “Your things are still in the room as you left them,” he informed her as if she didn't remember. “You
In just a few days of Zoe having her hands so busy with signing deals and contracts after the launching of ZOELVA, it was already becoming the busiest, most-talked-about destination in town.Shockingly, some of the most iconic foreign brands began to set up their flagship stores with massive storefronts and bold displays, their designs extravagant yet tasteful there, as if they had all been waiting all along. Top-tier local designers and retailers held their own space also, blending a cosmopolitan elegance with a touch of local charm. From the management to the customer service desk that began work in just two days, every employee worked with an intensity that matched the mall’s electric energy, and quickly adapted to the pace, which was astonishingly fast given how new everything was.With their unique uniforms and all of their movements conveying confidence, they smoothly guided people, answered questions, and handled endless transactions with ease. Media houses, and top magazines
Isla bolted out of her room almost at the speed of light as soon as her eyes caught the most shocking news of her life while surfing the internet, and getting prepared to leave the house. Her face instantly flashed with an overwhelming shock and a mix of disbelief after she had checked more than ten media outlets to confirm the news, and scrolled endlessly while watching videos from the launching event from the previous night. Her lungs dropped to her heart and her stomach sank with fury and a profound shock that stole her entire breath away, as she charged down the hallway of her room toward her mother’s room while holding her phone tightly in the grasp of her hand as if she was going to crush it. Her thoughts tumbled over each other, each one more impossible than the last, as she tried to process the news that had shattered her world and left her almost insane with hatred. As soon as Isla abruptly parted the grand doors to her mother's room open and left them swinging with a ter
“I am sorry to inform you, but the blood test results of persons A and B did not match. They are not biologically related.” Zoe stepped into her house after the launching party had ended, and somehow the excitement she had in her all night after her grand launch became the talk of the town, died instantly. As she stepped inside her new home, an unexplainable heaviness washed over her.Her phone vibrated just as she sauntered in and slouched upon her favorite chair in her living room, and as she glanced at the screen and picked up, she heard the most confusing words she couldn't even grasp almost immediately. “What did you say?” she pressed the phone closer to her ear to be sure she heard right, her eyes twitching uncontrollably. For a moment, she didn’t breathe.“I am sorry to announce to you that the two people in the results that have been forwarded to your email are not biologically related. Therefore, the bone marrow transplant cannot proceed.” A few weeks ago, when Zoe finally
The golden air at the moment, which held an air ambiance that opened the world of grand luxury and sophistication, filled the nooks and crannies of the new mall where its launching event was being held, whose name had just been announced a few hours ago. ZOELVATop elites began to saunter into ZOELVA mall, where every inch was polished with fine marble, and was designed with mind-blowing architectural expertise that exuded grandeur, designed to leave them thoroughly marveling and awed by the sight that stole breath from their lips. The glass walls had clear panes that were interspersed with opalescent beams that captured and reflected light in all directions, and giant tiers of diamond chandeliers hung in the main atrium, each crystal strand swaying subtly with a familiar melody, while casting the most artistic light pattern on the marble floor below. The huge ballroom for the event was alive with whispers, laughter, and small talk from the elites that were in attendance, ranging fr
It was impossible to miss. The newest, grandest mall which stood in gleaming glass and steel splendor of great luxury and opulence, with its gigantic structure, stretched so wide, and covered an almost unimaginable number of square meters. The intricate details in its architecture whispered of wealth and exclusivity, and every floor was rumored to be filled with unique boutiques, lavish dining experiences, an indoor oasis lined with lush greenery and trickling water fountains, an entertainment area with a cinema of virtual reality lounges, and a rooftop garden overlooking the city below. The construction of the mall had been shrouded in secrecy for months after the redevelopment of the area was instantly announced, and now its opening and launching event was the talk of the town, flooding every news outlet and social media platform. Everywhere, people wondered what conglomerate owned the huge work of art. #Mall of century #Biggest in the city #Magnificent Mall #Top entrepreneu
The grand front door of the Meyer swung open with force and rattled against the wall as Isla stormed into the grand lobby, and then the stairway, her heels striking the marble floors with a force that echoed through the long hallway, revealing the intensity of her anger. Her face was scrunched up in anger and despair, and her voice was loud and quivering with frustration, as it dissipated into the air before anyone had even noticed her arrival, knowing she would definitely find them there. “She is back!” she cried out in frustration, as her fists clenched her sides, and her body quivered with anger, as she strode into the living room where her mother and brother sat, “Zoe is back, mother!” Ever since Andre returned home and the family ended up dividing, the only person who was not shocked by the announcement or new arrangement was Isla. It was as if she had known what had been going on behind the scenes before the plan finally became public, and couldn't help being bothered like
Sitting in the comfort of his office, which was nothing short of sophistication and opulence, a gorgeous man, calm and composed, his suit impeccable, his perfectly waxed hair neatly in place, had just ended a conference call with the company headquarters in China. His mind was still basking in the serenity of the silence around him while refreshing his email with the hope that he had gotten a reply, when the grand door to his office suddenly flew open without a knock, as a fuming man stormed in, barely able to contain his fury.“What the hell, Malcolm?!” he snapped, voice filled with anger as he crossed the room, his face twisted with fury, and his fists clenched at his sides, “Why did you reject my proposal? Again?" His voice was a low growl, though it trembled with a barely contained rage.Without sparing him a glance, Malcolm remained calm as he switched off his computer, and he settled back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other with practiced ease. When he finally looked