"Mom, I am at work. Why are you calling me?" Micah said rudely over the phone to his mom. "Can't a mom call her son again? Why are you being so rude to me so early in the morning?" Cora replied."Why are you calling?" Micah asked, ignoring her questions. He knew how dramatic she could be and what she could do to him just because he ignored her call, and that was the reason he picked up. "Can Zara join us for dinner tonight?" "Mom, I don't know; why do you want her to join us for dinner?" "Since we can't meet her family, I invited your aunty and her husband so she could get familiar with the family," Cora said beaming with pride. "MOM," Micah said, almost screaming her ears off. "What is it? Why are you screaming at me?" Cora asked her own voice going up as well. "Why wouldn't I scream at you? I explained to you a million times why we have to keep this a secret from others, and yet you have gone to invite Aunty and Uncle? Why did you think this was okay without asking me first?"
"About the meeting with the prime minister," Isla began as she paced around the room. Elara dropped her phone to her body because she heard from her sister's tone that she wanted to say something important. "Is there something wrong? Are Dad and Mom not supposed to be going there?" Elara asked, sitting up and looking at her seriously. "It's not that..." Isla trailed off, making Elara panic a bit more. "Then what is it? Is the business still safe? Are Dad and Mom still safe? Do you think there might be trouble looming?" Elara knew she was supposed to be the laid-back sibling who does not worry, but somehow the incident she just faced had ignited something inside her that made her fearful, and she did not even know it. "It is not that; I mean, when they are out together, should we go for dinner?" Isla said she felt a bit bad that she had made her sister go through the torture. "What?" Elara's face squeezed together as she bent her mouth to a corner and her eyebrows raised. "You
"You sure chose a fancy place," Elara said as they walked in. "A fancy place?" Isla was not sure if her sister was being cheeky or serious. This was one of the least fancy places she was able to get because of how close to the time they were booking, and since they did not use their real identities while up and about, they could not get in like their dad or Ronan would. "Yeah, look at all the lights and decorations Oh my gosh, it's been a while since I've been at a place like this." Elara's three years out of her family home meant that she lived like a peasant, and Isla seeing it firsthand angered her the more to hate Micah. "Are you saying that when you were with Micah you did not have dates in places like this?" Isal asked."He said that dates were a waste of money." Elara began her eyes darting to the painting on the wall as she smiled at how beautiful it was before adding under her breath. "But he had the money to cheat on me at one of the fanciest restaurants in our part of to
"Ezra?" Isla raised her head to look at him, and truly he was standing there. "You see him too, right; this is in my mind." Elara leaned in and whispered to her sister, and she nodded. "Oh well," she said, almost yelling and looking up. "What are you doing here?" "I am here for dinner with my sister," she said playfully, waving the menu in hand. "What about you?" she continued. Ezra seemed uncomfortable as she shifted from one leg to another and then shook his head. "Well," he began and then stopped to clear his throat. She raised her eyebrow at him and wondered why it was so hard for him to just say that he was there for dinner. "You don't have to say it if it is that hard," she said and then smiled at him. "It's nice to see you anyway," she said, looking back down at her menu. She felt a bit fuzzy inside; why did seeing him do that to her? "It's not that I don't want to tell you; I just did not want you to hear like this." "Hear what?" Isla asked, being nosy and also because
"Ezra," Olivia-Marie nudged his side after she saw him spacing out. "Yeah?" he muttered, looking around. All the eyes of her five friends were firmly looking at him; they must have asked him a question, and the way they were looking at him indicated they needed an answer. He wondered how someone would have five closet friends and thought it was right. He wondered what their relationship was like. "Why are you spaced out so much?" one of the friends on a pixie cut asked. "He must be busy with work," Olivia-Marie responded, trying to create an impression that was the reason he was so spaced out. "Can you give us a minute?" she asked, sliding off the chair and asking him to follow her. "Don't take more than a minute," another friend yelled as they walked away. All the other girls began laughing, and Ezra knew it was an annoying joke he might never be able to get, and he was not ready to be bothered by it."Definitely," Olivia-Marie said before walking faster. She found a spot where t
"Why are you coming back alone?" the girl with the pixie cut asked as Olivia-Marie approached the table. "Yeah, something urgent came up so he couldn't stay longer." Olivia-Marie lied as she slid back into her chair. "Did you guys make out at the back?" another girl asked, pointing to the direction she was coming from. "What are you saying?" Olivia-Marie pretended to blush as if something had really happened. She could not let these girls know that she and Ezra's relationship was rocky and not what they thought. At first, they always thought that she was making him up since there was never any evidence. No pictures, no gifts, no physical boyfriend to show, and now that he had shown up, they were a bit convinced, even though some of them still had doubts about it. Olivia-Marie had always wanted to prove she would be the first to get married in their crew, so it would not be unlikely that she was staging the whole thing. "I thought he would stay a bit and maybe pick up the tab," t
"Sooo...""Isla, can you please not talk about Ezra?" Elara said that because she knew that was what her sister was about to bring up. "Oh my gosh!" Isla exclaimed as if something surprising had happened. "How did you know what I wanted to talk about?" "Because before we left the restaurant, you have been itching to talk about it." "But still, how do you know what I was about to talk about?" Isla asked, still shocked at her sister's skills. "The same way you were able to know that that one out of those girls at the table was getting married." Elara closed her eyes and rested her head, and the car went slowly over the express. Elliot's one rule for all of his drivers was driving within the minimum speed. "I just don't understand it," Isla said as if she were talking to herself when in reality she just wanted to know why her sister and Ezra broke up. They were the perfect high school couple. The school they went to was only for the rich and wealthy, so when Ezra confessed to Elar
Ezra walked into his room with his tie that was always perfect but was now scattered on his neck and his hair disbelieved. He was holding his suit jacket in hand and looked like he had been drinking even though a drop of alcohol had not dropped on his tongue in weeks. He threw the jacket in hand to the bed and sat on it slowly. He had been searching for years, and yet Elara had not turned up. Why was she turning up just a few months before his wedding? When he saw her, all the emotions he had when she broke up with him eight years ago came rushing back. Elara was the first woman he had looked at and liked, and it had stayed that way. When he finally worked up the courage to ask her out, it was a relief that she felt the same way. They were kids according to their parents, but he thought it would stay the same way forever until the day after graduation."I waited a day after graduation to do this," she murmured as they sat in the garden of her house. "And I said we should do this ou
A WEEK LATEREverything has returned to normal with the press, as no one was asking for interviews or questions about Ronan and Chole but Chole was continuously blasting Ronan's phones with multiple calls. It was a bit ridiculous to Ronan that things were happening that way. She had been the one to cut off all existing communications lines between them without first thinking about it, and now it seemed like she wanted to weasel her way back into his life.He did not pick up any of her calls or reply to her messages, but that did not stop her from sending multiple in the space of an hour. They were mostly messages apologising and asking to meet up. Even if Ronan had not fallen for Noelle within that time, he would never have given Chole the chance to speak to him. She had said what she wanted, and what he couldn't understand was why she was trying to switch things all of a sudden.A knock from the door drew him from his brood state; he looked up and murmured a come-in. Noelle appeared
"Are you going to stay for dinner tonight or are you going on another date tonight?" Relanda asked as Ezra walked into the kitchen."A date?" Ezra was confused at the sudden question she threw at him. She had barely allowed him to breathe in the scent of the soup boiling on the stove before she threw him that question. "What date?""You think I do not know that you are always out on a date these days?" Relanda asked."I am not going on any dates; I have been so busy trying to meet up with work that I have not had time for that," Ezra lied. He knew that Elara was going to panic if she heard that Relanda had figured it out so easily. He was going to try his best to keep his word to her, though, even though she had cracked the code. He was not going to tell her that it was truly a date and who it was because he was sure that would be her next question."Oh, please, boy, I think you tend to forget that I have known you for too long," she replied. She had been taking care of Ezra since he
Noelle had lied to Ronan that she was having a blind date that her friend had set up because she thought that was the way she could get him to leave. Ronan was kinder than she thought he would be about it. He looked disappointed and had a lot of questions for her, but instead of asking her, he stood up and took his leave like a gentleman.Noelle was meeting with her friend Celeste. It had been a while since they had met, and she had a lot to tell her friend, so when the girl called to ask if Noelle would be free, she cleared everything else she had to do and agreed to meet. She still had an hour before Celste came over, and they could go for lunch together.Noelle spent that time cleaning up the house because she had not been able to do anything all morning. When she saw the news circulating, she broke down a bit, feeling sad about the situation. She kept on rethinking all of her choices as she wondered why she had pushed Ronan to go to Chole; she should have held onto him; she did no
Noelle made sure that her father was out of the place before she turned to Ronan, clapping her hand gently. "Do you want to come in?" she asked when she realized that they could not stand in the doorway."Sure," he said, stepping into her apartment. He looked around the cosy but tiny apartment, allowing it to take in her. There were two doors facing each other at the end of the room, and he knew that had to be the bedroom and bathroom. The open kitchen was to the right of the door. "Lovely place," he said."You can sit here," she whispered. She felt a bit weird that he was in her house. "Can I offer you anything?" she asked and he shook his head. "Well, I feel a bit weird that you are here and I can't offer you anything," she replied."I will take anything with alcohol in it then," he replied. She nodded and walked to the kitchen, opening up the fridge and taking out a bottle of water after noticing that she might need to restock on a few things."I have this; I guess it should be oka
Ronan took up his phone and called Noelle. He tried multiple times, but still there was no response to his calls. He was worried that she was intentionally ignoring him, and she would put it on that their relationship between them was professional and that she did not need to work on Sunday, so she did not get his calls. He knew sitting there all day trying to reach her on the phone was not going to resolve anything so he moved out of the house to her location. Since she had complained about him showing up with fancy cars before, he picked an ordinary salon car so he could blend into the neighbourhood.He got to the nearest parking lot by her house and decided to park there and walk the rest of the way. He got to her apartment door and knocked on the door. As he stood there, he realised that he should have brought something to apologise with, and now it was too late since he had knocked already. He waited for the door to get attended to; it never came, so he knocked again."Who is the
Alfie took the phone off his ears. He knew that he had jumped to a conclusion about Chole and Ronan last night but he had seen the opportunity and wanted to grab it by the neck. If he let it go, how was he supposed to stabilise his company? He marched from downstairs, where he had been drinking his coffee, to Chole's room. He pounded on the door and waited for her to respond.Chole was jolted awake from the pounding. She looked around, and the last thing that she remembered was leaving the hotel and going to a bar. She sat on the bed, trying to ignore her father on the other side of the door. She thought of Ephesus, and her heart began to ache. She did not even think for once that he was ever going to do something so evil to her. He was with her for her father's money? She did not have access to her father's money, and she was willing to leave it all for him, and yet he had his eyes on it.She began to think back on the relationship between them. He said they met by coincidence at the
"I think you should call Mr. Prescott and sort this out before it snowballs into something big. Also, call up Noelle and explain the situation to her. I would not like to get the wrong idea if I were the one," Clara finally put in a word to their conversation. "Also, try to stop all contact with Chole at least for now. I am not saying you should become enemies, but you know that the media always wants to say something about your life, and your marriage would not be an exception, so do whatever you can to wrap this up quickly.""Okay, mom," Ronan said with a nod. He had already decided what he was going to do. He wanted to get breakfast over with her because he knew he would have to explain to her family what happened. He finished the food on his plate and excused himself before his mom could fill it up again.He went into his room and sat on the bed. He called Alfie to talk to him. He wanted to clear the air with him."Son-in-law" Alfie's voice sounded happy, as if he had won the lott
Elliot frowns at his phone. He was going through the morning news when a message from his assistant popped up, and it was an article confirming the relationship between his son and Chole. As of that moment, the legal team had been trying their best to ensure no more articles of such leaked out until there was a confirmation from Quinn's family. Elliot knew that reporters liked to talk, but what he could not understand about the article was that the journalist in charge was speaking as if they had gotten a confirmation from both parties."How could Chole and Ronan be back together?" he grunted as he swiped the article off his screen. He lifted his eyes to Clara, standing in front of him."What was that?" she asked with wide eyes."There is a strange article that Ronan had gotten back with Chole," Elliot responded, dropping the tablet to the coffee table next to him before pushing himself out of the chair. "You came to call me for breakfast, didn't you?" he asked, taking up her hand and
Ronan went to the bar that the bartender was able to give him over the phone. After leaving the office, he called Chole back because he realised that she did not give him an address, and the bartender picked up instead, telling him that she had passed out from drinking. He gave out the address and asked him to come pick her up before she made a scene there. As he drove there, he could not help but wonder why Noelle had not stopped him; he wondered if she was truly not interested in him. He knew that if he had heard her ex was calling her and she had taken off like he did, then he would have tried all he could to stop her by all means. She did not seem moved at all by his decision to go and do whatever it was with Chole. She stayed professional till the very end, which annoyed him a little.He wondered if it was wise of him to continue clinging to her when she was clear about her feelings; maybe it was time to let go. His thoughts were cut short by the navigation system that was signal