Night had fallen by the time Gadreel returned to his manor. As he settled into a much needed hot bath, a sigh left his lips.His body was still sore from having to sleep on the cold hard ground, and the warmth from the water was soothing.Closing his eyes, he rested his head against the wall behind him and thought about the events that had happened earlier, the rescue, and everything after.Once they had returned to civilization, Lucien, being ever the pest he was, had immediately taken Ivory to the hospital for a check up, preventing him from having a conversation with her, much like he had done on the boat.But that wasn’t the only thing that had happened on the boat. At some point, while Ivory dozed off in one of the benches, Lucien had walked up to him and said.“I appreciate you having taken care of my girlfriend, but from this moment forth, stay away from her. You’ve done enough damage already.”And without giving Gadreel so much as a chance to respond, he had returned to Ivory’
Luminary annual ceremony rolled around faster than Ivory had planned. By the time she had been discharged from the hospital, found an attire for the theme and got everything done, the day was nearly over, and the night, had descended.“You look wonderful, Ivory.”Turning her head to the side, her eyes landed on Lucien who stood by the door, dressed in a black suit with his dark hair neatly combed back.His eyes scanned her appearance for a bit longer and the smile on his lips dipped ever so slightly. “Too beautiful, if I must say. There’s no doubt a lot of men will have their eyes on you.”Ivory couldn’t help but smile. “Flattery will get you nowhere, Lucien.” She said, turning back to the mirror, and examining her appearance once more.She was wearing a light red spaghetti handle, floor length gown, with a long slit that stopped a bit above her knees. On her shoulder, a courtesy of what Lucien had go
Veronica Blythe has gotten on the stage, summoned by the Emcee to start the opening speech. Many paid attention to what she was saying, but Gadreel completely ignored it, no, he completely ignored everyone in the room, paying attention only to Elias sitting beside him.In his mind, Elias’s words played over and over like a tape set on repeat.Ivory was his disciple, Arnett.His brain was working hard to make sense of this information, but no matter how hard he tried to, he couldn’t seem to bring himself to understand.How was Ivory Arnett, his last disciples? From what Veronica told him about Arnett, she had checked into Luminary the year he went into a vegetative state.So if Ivory was her, how had she managed to meet Elias while nursing him back to health?The more Gadreel thought about it, the more he felt that migraine of his coming back. The ringing in his ears was just a mile away when Elias spoke up.“I met Iv
All eyes were on her as soon as she and Lucien stepped into the event room of Luminary’s annual ceremony and Ivory couldn’t help but rethink her choice of being here.“Unnerving, isn’t it,” Lucien said in a low tone from beside her.She nodded. “A bit so, yeah.”“Well, you have to brace yourself, because after tonight, everyone’s going to know that you’re Arnett.”Ivory’s head snapped in his direction as fast as it possibly could and she stared at him with wide eyes.“What…what do you mean by that?”Pointing towards the huge projector screen on the stage in front, where several shaded out circles, along with the code names of Luminary’s best students were, he explained.“Spoke with Mrs. Blythe a while back. She said it was some sort of promotional event for the Accord, revealing that the top students of Luminary Accord turned out to
Ivory felt herself being dragged into a room. Before she could even think to protest, the arm that had been wrapped around her waist, was now holding her mouth shut, preventing her from screaming or speaking up, all the while pressing her to a wall.“It’s me.”The familiar voice, along with the familiar smell, told Ivory that her attacker was no stranger. Squinting her eyes, she could vaguely make out the face of the person in front of her, in the not so bright room.“Gadreel?” She questioned, as soon as the hands covering her mouth.He nodded and moved a little, allowing the dim light in the room to cast a small ray onto his face. “Yeah.”Ivory was relieved, but after that, came the confusion. “What…what are you doing? Why would you drag me in here?” She questioned.“I wanted to talk to you.”“You could have done that like every normal person.” She s
“Don’t get too full of yourself, Gadreel,” Ivory responded, pushing him back.The man took a few steps, but the smile on his lips didn’t fade. “You’re not denying it and you didn’t stop me either.”Ivory opened her mouth, wanting to tell him that she didn’t feel anything, but the words just wouldn’t come out.It was because she was lying.And Gadreel, being the cunning snake he was, had her right where he wanted her.“Just because there’s a little attraction, doesn’t mean it’s love.” Ivory told him. “I don’t feel anything for you, Gadreel.” She repeated, hoping this time around, she’d believe those words she had said.Yes, if she said it out loud enough times, these feelings that she has held for him, even after he hurt her, they were bound to disappear.“You’re a horrible liar,” Gadreel said, and suddenly, he was on her again. This time, he pinned her wrists above her head, using his knee to keep her legs spread and his face hovering above hers.“Gadreel-““Your eyes say one thing, b
Ivory returned to the event room, and was greeted by the sound of applause. The crowd, including Veronica Blythe, was gathered around the projector, looking at the screen where Ivory's information was displayed.Her face, along with her name and the title of Arnett were displayed, along with the rest. Whispers filled the room from all corners and the moment she thought of the attention she was going to be receiving, Ivory wanted to turn and walk back the way she came, but unfortunately, her actions didn't go unnoticed."Miss. Remington,"She didn't bother turning, recognizing the voice as Veronica Blythe."Would you do us the honor of please coming on stage?"Ah, fuck her life.Sighing, Ivory plastered on a fake smile, and turned to face the older woman. "Of course, Madam Blythe."The crowd went wild when she climbed on, but what they were saying blurred into muffled sounds as Gadreel walked into the room and stood in the middle of the crowd.His stoic mask was back on, but Ivory coul
Gadreel sat in his office, head leaned against the headrest of his chair and eyes closed. In the darkness of his mind, a foreign memory played out.It was that of a kid, Ivory, he knew from her red hair which had been packed into two even pony tails and golden eyes.The young girl was seated at the foot of a bed, watching him, dream him, try to build a castle out of the new set of building blocks his parents had given him.There was a pout on her lips and after a little while, she had gotten up, approached him, and without so much as remorse, kicked the entire castle down, ruining the work he had spent hours on.The feeling was vague, but Gadreel, at that point, recalled being angry, but when the kid Ivory had looked down at him, her pout deepened, and those golden eyes had filled with unshed tears, his anger vanished.All that had remained was confusion and guilt.Why was she about to cry? Was it his fault? Why was she-"Stop playing with those stupid things!" She cried, reaching for
The air suddenly became thick and the bile rising in Ivory’s throat, seemed to intensify as she waited for Lucien to answer.However, no answer came.After what felt like an eternity, Ivory pressed. “Did you? Did you kill Peter and everyone on this list? And what for?”She glanced back at the paper, her frown intensifying as she said. “Experiment? With the devil’s breath?”Her voice was sharp, holding a reprimanding edge to it that Lucien normally would have felt bad when he heard it. But not today.In fact, Ivory had only just now noticed, it wasn’t just his smile and warmth, but everything about him seemed different.Even the air surrounding him had changed, a silent warning that if she kept pressing down this path, she’d discover things that are meant to stay hidden, for her sake.But Ivory ignored all that. To help with hidden secret! The potential maker of her one of her problems, w
Ivory drove up the driveway leading to the Varga estate and got out. From the moment she had gotten in, a very uneasy feeling had settled in her gut.The house was quiet, and eerily so.With a frown on her face, Ivory walked towards the main entrance. It was a big, double door that was always opened, but today, it was closed.Her frown deepened.Reaching out, she rang the bell. A few seconds later, the sound of footsteps approached the door, and the next thing Ivory knew, the door swung open and standing in front of her, was none other than, Lucien.“We need to-“ She began, but stopped when she noticed how he was looking.Black visibly circles were under his eyes, and his face, looked tired, as if he hadn’t gotten a single bit of sleep in a long time.“What happened?” Ivory asked, forgetting her original intentions of confronting him.“Nothing,” Came Lucien’s answer. Then he looke
Standing in front of Remington Crop, Ivory took a deep breath, readying herself for what was too happen.It was day 14, two weeks since the death of her father. She was sure the news of her inheriting the CEO position of Remington Crop, through his will, would have spread like wildfire. So, around 2 AM last night, she had decided, it was time to come into Remington Crop, make her presence known and start the merger as soon as possible.That was the only way she could focus on other things; Ivory deemed.However, now, as she stood in front of the company, she couldn’t help but think that things weren’t going to go as easy as she wanted them to. But, nonetheless, she drew in a deep breath, soothing the anxiety that had began to bubble in the pit of her stomach, before stepping in.The first thing that greeted her was the stares. All heads turned in her direction, looking at her with a gaze of scrutiny and those who knew who she was, whispered wo
The ride back was comfortably quiet. Ivory sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window as she thought back to what Gabriella had said.At some point, she thought about when Gabriella had mentioned having Grandchildren and her cheek heated up ever so slightly.Ah, that sly old woman, she knew exactly what she was doing.“Did my grandmother say something?”Ivory flinched at the sound of his voice, it was calm, startling her from her train of thought.“Huh?” She asked.“You’ve been awfully quiet, the whole time.” Gadreel pointed out, keeping his eyes on the road, but for some reason, Ivory felt like he was looking at her. “Is there something wrong? Did grandmother say something to you?”“No, nothing like that.” She quickly assured. “Your grandmother,” She paused for a few seconds, then chuckled, more at the fact that she allowed herself to be bothered by
With Samantha, the house’s last residence, now gone, the big huge house, immediately felt lifeless. Standing in the living room, Ivory took a look around and sighed.It wasn't the first time she had been here, alone. In fact, there were many times when she had returned to the manor after school, and found it empty.But, this was different. This time, the house was really empty. And for the first time in her life, Ivory realized how much she truly loathed it.In the past, when her family was still together, she had absolutely loved this place, treating it like a castle. Now, after everything had happened, and the people were now gone, she couldn’t help but realize how empty the house was.A thought to sell the property crossed her mind, but the very next second, she dismissed it. After all, she could never do that. Not only was the manor built with so many memories, but the house, was also her mother’s pride.To sell it, was like denying her mother’s legacy.Sighing, she took another l
After the strange meeting with Aurora and having nothing else to do in the company for the time being, Ivory had decided to clock out. But she wasn’t heading home, rather, she went straight to the family house.Initially, she had decided to give Samantha a little time before kicking her out, forcefully, as she knew things would come to that level, but after that encounter with Aurora and the recording she had heard, Ivory didn’t just want to kick her out, she wanted to put an end to the woman’s schemes.Once and for all.So, about thirty minutes drive and one brief, yet important pit stop later, Ivory was walking through the gates of the Remington Manor and into the main house.She didn’t need to announce her presence or call out to her so called stepmother, because the very moment she walked into the living area, she was met with the very sight of Samantha.“What’s the meaning of this?”It was the first words that escaped Samantha’s lips the moment she saw her. Her eyes narrowed dang
Ivory wasn’t sure which to be more surprised by; the dramatic bow Aurora has just made, or the fact that her last name was Varga, the very same one as Lucien’s.No, It definitely had to be the latter.“Varga?” She asked, giving off the very emotion that Aurora knew she would.Confusion.“Are you by any chance related-““Yes,” She cut her off with a smile, know exactly where Ivory was going. “Lucien, he’s my son.”Immediately those words left her mouth, Aurora had expected Ivory to jump at the opportunity and apologize profusely for her rude behavior so far, but much to her disappointment, it seemed to have the opposite effect on Ivory.Ah, what had that wonderful child of hers said about her to make Ivory react this way? She could only but wonder as she watched the girl in front of her, look her over from head to toe, before giving a bow that was anything but polite.“I apologize if I had behaved rudely towards you, Mrs. Varga. Please accept my apology, I was unaware of the fact that
The shareholders were, needless to say, surprised, when they suddenly heard that Ivory had called for a meeting. But, with what she had done to the previous shareholders looming within the walls of the company like a death threat, no one dared to question her.So, when the time of the meeting had finally arrived, Ivory found herself surrounded by the remaining top shareholders.“Now,” she began, taking her seat at the head of the table. “I know, everyone’s confused and wondering why I’ve called you here, but, please, bear with me.” Taking a look around the table, she gauged every of their reaction, before continuing.“I’m sure many of you are aware of the passing of Lionel Remington, my father,”A chorus of muttered condolences and sympathies filled the room and Ivory nodded.“Thank you. However, with his passing, and the reading of his will, a more expectation, has been placed on my shoulder, unlike never before. With his passing, I was left with the responsibility of taking over Rem
Ivory had expected nothing less from the woman, so, she was not surprised. In fact, it was amusing, and if not for the fact that this woman, was her father’s widow, she would have burst into laughter.“That’s interesting.” She began, a small smirk on her lips. “You want to take over Remington Crop, when it was clearly stated in my father’s will that it had been left to me.”Leaning forward, she stared the woman in the eye and asked. “Are you trying to get on my nerves, Samantha?”The woman, although she seemed a little shaken by Ivory’s gaze, she did not deter from her original goal. “I’m only doing what’s best for the company, for my husband’s legacy.” She stated.“Remington Crop would crumble the moment it enters your hands. I won’t stand by and watch-“Ivory had laughed, interrupting her before she could even finish her statement.“Did you think, you could do something about it in the first place?” She questioned. “You may be his step wife, but I’m his blood, his biological daughte