Nothing made sense ever since Zoe found out that it was her logistics supervisor, the man whom they had overlooked in every possible consideration, who got them into the terrible mess they were in.Right after his confession, he was dragged out by the security, and the police discreetly took over the case immediately. The HR team processed his dismissal instantly, and the mall’s legal team took on the remaining work to be done.The worst of all was that after everything the logistics supervisor confirmed was investigated, it led them to a dead end. The phone number that had been calling him and giving him instructions all along was a burner phone that couldn't be traced. The CCTV cameras caught his footage on the day he went to pick up the money from the locker at a train station, but nothing went beyond that because the person who dropped the money was nearly untraceable. It showed the figure who stopped the money, but the person was unrecognizable because of how well they covered
Zoe woke up a little later than she used to on days that she didn’t oversleep, and she felt refreshed and better because she had slept soundly, a little better than she used to whenever she was home alone. After getting out of bed, taking her bath, and doing quite a number of skincare treatments, something she used to forget to do every morning, she decided to dress in a fancy suit for work and wear very nice heels. She tied her hair in a ponytail instead of letting it down as usual, wore nice makeup, and picked up her bag as she walked out of her room, straight to where her new car was parked. And with exhilaration and a smiling face, she drove with her window rolled down as the cold breeze hit her face. She was in a very good mood ever since she woke up, and she didn't even know why. Glancing through her window, she wondered if Malcolm was still home as she drove past his house, remembering that she had sent a ‘thank you’ message, a few minutes before she fell asleep. There we
Malcolm read Zoe's thank you for yesterday's message on his way to work, and that was the only thing that eased his rigid heart. It was the first time he was going to the office since the last conference meeting, and he was ready for a full cleanup.He walked in wearing a three-piece AVARSON suit with a stern expression on his face, as he stalked in through the main doors of the huge company, sending a frenzy into the atmosphere instantly. Workers already knew one another, as the word spread endlessly that Malcolm Meyer, who no one heard anything from in days, was at the company, and that he was ready to wreak havoc. From floor to floor, everyone was restless and the entire place was in a hubbub. His arrival sent a chill down the spine of the entire building, and one could feel it in the air, the way the elevator dinged and everyone stopped breathing. At the huge lobby on the ground floor, silence fell into the place, and employees stiffened mid-step as conversations dried on their
“Hey Aaron,” Zoe smiled brightly as soon as she connected to a video call before he even had the chance to smile. “Hey Aunt Zoe,” the boy’s voice came bright, filling the room like sunlight through a stormcloud, even though he remained so cool before the camera. “Look at you,” Zoe's eyes widened in surprise to see that he had grown almost twice as the other time they last spoke, “What are you eating?” she chuckled. Aaron, now more mature than the last time they saw beamed, beamed as he ran his hands through his messy curls, “It’s not my fault. I'm barely even eating!” He chimed. Behind him, someone adjusted the laptop instantly, as she drew her chair closer to the camera, “It is nice to see you again,” she smiled. It was Erin, the young, smart, and beautiful maid from the Meyers. She looked different and much more beautiful than the last time she left, and she was more bubbly too..“Erin!!!” Zoe grinned from ear to ear, “It is nice to see your beautiful face. Are you doing okay?”
Gently matching on her car's brakes and slowing down at a spot miles away from the road she was supposed to drive through, Zoe gripped the steering wheel of the car longer than she needed to. Her eyes carefully glanced ahead of her, from where she carefully packed her car while observing that the reporters were still clustered by the main gate of the estate where she lived. Their cameras were dangling curiously, waiting to capture something worth it, as their eyes wandered around. ‘These relentless humans were still here till this moment?’ Zoe couldn't believe her eyes, as a low scoff escaped her. They were probably waiting there to see her car pass so that maybe somehow they would get an exclusive from her regarding the incident at the mall. ‘What else did they want again? Was the press conference not enough?’ She rolled her eyes, as a tired sigh escaped her because she was seriously hoping everything would pass so fast. She was tired already. Zoe instantly wound up the windows
Zoe Oliver. She wasn’t anything like what he expected. She was delicate in ways most elite women didn’t dare to be anymore. The more he knew her, the more he unraveled the mystery that was hidden in her painful smiles. She seemed so wounded at heart, but she was not in any way weak. She seemed a little forgetful, and was distant sometimes, but was so kind in ways he hadn’t been shown in years.A woman who was complicated in ways that were different from the elite ladies he had related with, dealt with endless new rumors, was entangled with the man he would never dread to face, and seemed so grateful for the smallest things. She was the kind of woman who had secrets too - a broken engagement she only half remembered, a memory loss that made her lose entire pieces of herself. A life pieced together by paper and pain.Finding out that she was engaged to Malcolm Meyer made him more fueled to ruin the relationship between them, because he had the backing of Isla Meyer, who never hid the