Charlotte’s POV Driving through the familiar streets of New York once again. It felt like it was just yesterday that I left this city for good. Barely anything has changed in the streets, but with what has happened to me in the past three years, it’s been quite a while. The memories I had made in this place came rushing back in, and instead of the positive emoji that usually accompanied them during the time I was still here, they were accompanied by negative emotions, one that acted as a fuel to what I had promised to accomplish the day I had nearly lost my life. I leaned my head backwards, enjoying the comfort of the leather seats used in this car. “Is anything the problem?” A familiar male voice came from beside me. I turned to face Sawyer, my date for tonight’s masked fundraiser gala, and simply offered him a smile. Before words could make their way past my lips, “No, nothing’s the issue… I guess I am just feeling… nostalgic,” I answered. “Are you sure?” Sawyer questione
Charlotte’s POV Revenge. That has been one of the things heavily pushing me forward—scratch that, it has been the major thing pushing me forward—but for me to be able to carry my revenge plan out against Drake and not just take everything that he has but instead rip everything out of his grip. Sitting at a particular corner in the luxurious-looking restaurant I wouldn't have been able to afford eating at three years ago, I picked up the glass of red wine placed in front of me and took a sip from it. I watched Reddington make his way towards the counter after looking around for me but being unable to find me. In less than a minute, he was sitting across from me. “You were the one at the masked party yesterday?” He questioned, with an arch of his eyebrow, studying me intently. “In the flesh, Mr. Reddington,” I answered and took another sip from the glass of wine, enjoying the exquisite rich taste it delivered immediately it entered my mouth. “Wow,” he muttered, his eyes
Charlotte's POV The day for the meeting arrived faster than I thought it would. As it turned out, a meeting had been scheduled for a couple of days after my discussion with Reddington, and after our agreement, one he had no choice other than to agree to, he told me the date. All eyes were glued on me as I made my way inside and sat comfortably on one of the chairs with no regard for whether the chairs here were the exact number of the total board members—previous total. “May I know what you are doing here, Miss? This is a meeting for shareholders, and last time I checked, you weren't among them,” one of the shareholders whose name I had no interest in knowing when looking for the person to talk with said to me. “Well, there's a new addition to the collection, and it wouldn't hurt to welcome me to the board, would it?” I asked with a well-practiced and perfected smile plastered on my face. “I have no idea that there has been a new addition to the collection,” he replied with a sl
Charlotte's POVWhatever it is that Reddington did to convince the board members, I would have to commend him for doing such a good job. The vote had started out against me, but it didn't take time to move in my favor and end in my favor. First step taken. Rip one of the things that Drake cherishes right out of his hands. The expression on Aria's face as she watched the position Drake placed her in ripped out of her hands by someone she despises and once treated as trash was really a sight to behold. “Mummy, mummy,” the tiny voice of my little girl ripped me out of my thoughts; the smile I had no idea was on my face slowly disappeared. I must have been smiling so hard because my cheeks hurt a little. “What is it, Ivy?” I turned to my little girl and picked her up and then placed her on my lap.“I want to sleep,” she snuggled closer to me. “Ok, let's take you to your room,” I muttered and rose to my feet. “She wouldn't let me take her to bed today,” Sawyer said from the side.
Drake's POV Three years. That's how long I had been in the shadows, monitoring the event of Watson Holdings and only interfering when I needed to. I made it hard to reach me; I was the only one who had the capability to reach my sister and tell her how she should run some certain things and what she needed to correct. Ah, at the beginning, my involvement had been too much, but over time it slowly reduced. She adapted and knew what to do and when to do it. I barely even communicated with her. How long has it been since she heard from me before the day before yesterday, huh? Two months? One month? I can't really remember; most of my focus had been on reflecting on myself and trying to pay for the sin I had done. Over the years, I tried to reduce the guilt that had overwhelmed me, but I can't really tell if I had done a good job. The last time a board meeting had been held was seventeen days ago, a little above two weeks. Another one had been scheduled to be held today. Fo
Charlotte’s POV It was quite a surprise to see Drake show his face here; it was really unexpected, and if he had faced me immediately when he walked in, he would have seen the disgusted and pissed expression that made its way to my face. The sight of him irritated me, and not only that, it stirred up the memories that we had shared in the past, but I was quick to mask my facial expression. The highlight of the day and an expression that might stay in my head for a while was the one he made when it was made known to him that I am the new CEO. The meeting was supposed to come to an end, and just as everyone was about to conclude and postpone the meeting,. “You know, during my little break from my position and meetings, I have been thinking of something: ways to inject more capital,” he said with a calm tone. He's plotting something, although I couldn't tell what it was, and his expression was quite unreadable. “That would sound like a really good idea; we need that at the moment,”
Charlotte's POV Waking up to the cloudy Monday morning did no good to me as it vividly reminded me of what had happened years ago. It was on a day like this that Drake told me he did not need me in his life. Funny enough, the cloud could not be questioned, and I could not help but stare at it with a bittersweet memory flowing through my head, but in the process, my phone chimed, and I picked it up without hesitation, only for the time to make me rise to my feet in a hurry. I was so late that I forgot why I picked the phone up. Shortly after, I took my bath and went about with my daily routine, and in an hour, I shut the door behind me and walked into the garage. “We should be halfway by now," My driver's gaze did not leave his wristwatch, and I could not help but press my lips together. As I slid into the car, a deep sigh escaped my lips like a balloon slowly deflating. "You know I'm not late on purpose, don't you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and giving a pointed "Really?" lo
DRAKE'S POV “So you want me to buy the shares in my name on paper, but with your money transfer the shares to you?” Jaden asked, sitting beside me on a barstool in a bar we visited whenever we just wanted to catch up on certain things. Jaden is a friend of mine that has been with me since childhood. The last time we spoke was three years ago. We had drifted away from each other over the years, but we still come together at certain times like this. Anyone can call it. “Yeah, exactly,” I picked up the glass of whiskey in front of me and swirled the liquid in it. “Why though?” He asked curiously and turned to look at me. “That is the only way for me to get back my position as the top shareholder and CEO.” I turned to look at him with the intention of seeing the expression on his face. His eyes widened with surprise at first and slowly furrowed with confusion after he realized that I wasn't kidding and I meant what I was saying. “How the hell did it happen?” His voice came o
CHARLOTTE'S POV Another gala in how many weeks? This was the way of the rich: tons of galas and private parties held among each other, most of them to showcase their wealth and quite a few to either catch up or discuss business with fellow businessmen and women and potential partners. I was quite used to the parties; the six years I had spent with my ex-husband had taught me quite a lot, most of them valuable lessons, and one of them is not to believe some of the smiles that are directed to you in parties like this— in fact, most of them.They are mostly fake ones. If you find it hard to believe, then wait till you hear what is being said behind your back. I let out a soft sigh and went inside with Sawyer by my side. “We have a huge discussion to have once we are done with this party,” Sawyer said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turned to look at him briefly. “How serious is it, and would it be a good one?”“Yes, it is,” he answered. I took my gaze off him to stare forward. “
DRAKE’S POV “Hi, love,” Mia said while approaching me, swaying her hips with a big smile on her face. Aria followed her closely behind; they both sat on the client’s chair opposite me. The smile on Mia’s face slowly disappeared and got replaced with a frown real quick. “You don’t sound too happy to see me. What’s wrong? Or have you gotten tired of my pretty face?” she questioned, cupping her face with her palm and making huge puppy eyes. It was an expression she was fond of making whenever she pissed me off and was trying to calm me down, which rarely happens. Even if I get pissed, I make sure that I don't make it known except when I want to. I barely lose control of my emotions, and only one person has ever done so. I don’t know why it had to be someone who only loved me for my money. “I’m not pissed at you; I just got reminded of something that got me a bit pissed,” I replied and dropped what I was going through to give her my undivided emotion for a bit. “And wh
DRAKE’S POV Immediately I walked into my office, a couple of things had changed, like the positioning of the desk and my chair. It was no longer directly opposite the door; it was now to the right-hand side immediately after the door had been pushed open. I moved my head sideways a bit, checking out the whole office. I wonder whose work this was. Aria Night has hired some couple of guys to help her with it; there are chances that she might have gotten bored of the look after spending three years here. There was also the chance that it could be Charlotte if she is not pleased with what the former setting of the office reminds her of. As much as I would have preferred my old arrangements back, there is nothing bad in trying out new stuff. I made my way to the chair and sank into it. First day of work, and I already have a task waiting for me. I picked up the file placed on the table and went through it. Just then, there was a knock on my office. Without taking my gaze of
CHARLOTTE’S POV “Where are you taking us to?” I tilted my head to ask Sawyer for the nth time after he had picked us up. He let out a soft chuckle. He seemed to be enjoying this, my overwhelming curiosity and eagerness to know. “Just calm down, Charlotte; it’s only a matter of time before we get there…” He tilted his head to face me and raised his index finger. “Let me just tell you one last thing. This will be the last time I will answer your question concerning where we are headed. I stared at him, a little bewildered that he was not going to fold at all and was hellbent on not telling me till we arrived. “Seriously?” “Yes, Charlotte, seriously,” he answered. This time, his gaze had already returned to the road. “Maybe he is taking us to a park,” Little Ivy’s tiny voice came from the back seat. I turned back to look at her. “I don’t think he is; it’s already too late to go to the park.” “Really?” Sawyer asked, earning a slight frown from me. He saw the frown on my fac
Charlotte’s POV I looked around, watching the hands that were down slowly rise up; only a few were left down, including mine and Reddington's. I turned to look at Jaden, our newest investor— the representative of our newest investor— raising his hand in support of Drake getting back his position as the CEO. I leaned back on the chair, keeping my face neutral. I had gotten his plan figured out, but it was too late; there was nothing that I could do now to counter it. I had spent my time trying to figure out why the hell the bastard had suggested accepting the capital that was rejected a while back for whatever reason. On the surface there was actually no gain for him for doing that, or that was how it looked like in the beginning, but the dilution had caused most of the negative effects on me. To retain your position as the CEO unopposed, you have to have passed a certain threshold of share percentage, and I had passed it only by a little before, but after the dilution, it
Drake’s POV I woke up to the sudden realization that even after my return from the shadows, my life is not the same as it was before I plunged into the shadows. I have no work to go to; my position as the CEO has been temporarily snatched away from me, and not only that, even the power I hold as the highest shareholder among the board members has been taken away from me. It’s all temporary and for a little time before I get back everything from her. But I still couldn’t shake off the question that troubled me: just what the hell happened in the three years that I have been away? I hadn’t noticed anything; I didn’t even keep my ears or eyes down for anything either. After I had been told that she was dead, I just accepted it and tried to move on with my life and deal with the guilt eating away at me. Even though her return was what I had desperately wished for, it wasn’t on the list of things I expected to happen at all. The takeover as the highest shareholder by someone e
DRAKE'S POV “So you want me to buy the shares in my name on paper, but with your money transfer the shares to you?” Jaden asked, sitting beside me on a barstool in a bar we visited whenever we just wanted to catch up on certain things. Jaden is a friend of mine that has been with me since childhood. The last time we spoke was three years ago. We had drifted away from each other over the years, but we still come together at certain times like this. Anyone can call it. “Yeah, exactly,” I picked up the glass of whiskey in front of me and swirled the liquid in it. “Why though?” He asked curiously and turned to look at me. “That is the only way for me to get back my position as the top shareholder and CEO.” I turned to look at him with the intention of seeing the expression on his face. His eyes widened with surprise at first and slowly furrowed with confusion after he realized that I wasn't kidding and I meant what I was saying. “How the hell did it happen?” His voice came o
Charlotte's POV Waking up to the cloudy Monday morning did no good to me as it vividly reminded me of what had happened years ago. It was on a day like this that Drake told me he did not need me in his life. Funny enough, the cloud could not be questioned, and I could not help but stare at it with a bittersweet memory flowing through my head, but in the process, my phone chimed, and I picked it up without hesitation, only for the time to make me rise to my feet in a hurry. I was so late that I forgot why I picked the phone up. Shortly after, I took my bath and went about with my daily routine, and in an hour, I shut the door behind me and walked into the garage. “We should be halfway by now," My driver's gaze did not leave his wristwatch, and I could not help but press my lips together. As I slid into the car, a deep sigh escaped my lips like a balloon slowly deflating. "You know I'm not late on purpose, don't you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and giving a pointed "Really?" lo
Charlotte’s POV It was quite a surprise to see Drake show his face here; it was really unexpected, and if he had faced me immediately when he walked in, he would have seen the disgusted and pissed expression that made its way to my face. The sight of him irritated me, and not only that, it stirred up the memories that we had shared in the past, but I was quick to mask my facial expression. The highlight of the day and an expression that might stay in my head for a while was the one he made when it was made known to him that I am the new CEO. The meeting was supposed to come to an end, and just as everyone was about to conclude and postpone the meeting,. “You know, during my little break from my position and meetings, I have been thinking of something: ways to inject more capital,” he said with a calm tone. He's plotting something, although I couldn't tell what it was, and his expression was quite unreadable. “That would sound like a really good idea; we need that at the moment,”