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
"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
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
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
Elara swallowed the lump in her throat just because she could not take it anymore; it felt like someone had taken time out of their busy day to tie up her throat, and it felt itchy. She cleared her throat and straightened her back as she walked through the restaurant.She looked to one table in the corner; her boyfriend Micah's back was to her, and she took a deep breath, clutching tightly to the handle of her purse. As she approached the table, she wished that this was different.When she first caught on that he was cheating, she did not believe it one bit because there was no way that her boyfriend, who swore to love her even though he was too closed off to show it to her, was showing another girl with flowers and chocolates and dinner dates; she could believe that the same man she had been with all these years was cheating on her.But when her sister called to tell her that she was getting out and that everyone knew that he was getting married to Zara, she knew that she did not sta
"You are the heiress?" Elara asked, letting out a long laugh. She was angry to meet her boyfriend with a woman, but it amused her that this woman was pretending to be the woman she hid from Micah all these years. She did not want anyone going after her for her family money and influence but for who she was. "But I hear that no one knows what she looks like, so how can we be sure that you are the one?" Elara followed with continuous laughter. She was sure that her siblings would have a field day with this information if they got to hear it. Her father had been the expert at keeping his children away from the public and had only introduced her brother Ronan when he was twenty years old to the media because he said he had to learn the ropes of the business. Since Elara stayed hidden from the press, it was easier for her to live a life of freedom. "Are you saying that I am lying?" Zara asked, shifting on her feet uncomfortably. "Of course not; how can I call you an impersonator?" She
"Regret this? Regret marrying to the Quinn family?" Micah scoffed like she had just told a lie. "I don't think so," he said with a smirk on his face."Oh, boo, don't listen to her; she must be crazy," Zara chimed in."Crazy? You are calling me crazy? I am the crazy one here?" She said, looking around, hoping that the people around her would help her judge the matter."Both of you are shamelessly out here cheating on me, and you think I am the crazy one? In what world are you the sane ones?" She did not even know she had those kinds of words brewing on the insides of her."If you know he is cheating on you, as you said, why don't you let him be?" Zara asked, air-quoting the word cheating. "Moreover, if you were never in a relationship, why would it be cheating?""Did he say that?" Elara asked, quietly dropping the plate in her hand to the table and cleaning off the soup residue that had stuck to her hand on the napkin. "Did he tell you that we were not in a relationship?""Well, he did
Elara held her cheek as the words she had been saying were now lost in her throat; she could not believe that she had been slapped across the face by Micah's mistress. The two of them stood there, Zara's chest rising and falling in annoyance as she balled her hands into a fist by her side. "Imposter? Who are you calling an imposter?" She screamed at her. The entire restaurant was now fully focused on them. The couples who were there on dates would probably think that the show before it was more enticing than their date. "I guess you must really be an imposter," Elara replied. She had always been a confident girl, but meeting Micah had done something to her and made her believe that for her to be accepted, she needed to be sevirle and submissive to everyone, and everything around her meant that she had forgotten the training that her father had given her. "Do not call me that," Zara said through gritted teeth. "Why should I?" What else am I going to call you? You are here claiming
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
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
It was the first Saturday in a long time that Ronan had made Noelle work. He wanted to spend time with her, and he knew that if he asked her outright, she was going to refuse. She saw the hidden intention behind his cations but could not call him out. She was going to ignore him and whatever he did with hopes of it going away with time. He was going to get bored and begin to focus on other things; soon he would have to get married and have children, and she did not see herself in any of it."We have been working for a while, so I ordered some Chinese takeout, and it will be here soon. Let's take a break to eat it as soon as it comes," Ronan announced. He had made her sit in his office to work, and she agreed because she wanted to prove to both of them that he did not have any effect on her. At this pace, she might have some free days later in the moment as she was able to finish up some tasks before the deadline, leaving her with little or nothing else to do during the month."Okay, s
“An asshole? Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?” He said, his voice rising in annoyance. “You do not like being called that?” She asked," “Then why on earth do you act like one?” she asked, raising her voice to him. “You were expecting a love story? Is this a book or a movie? You're not a child, and you should grow up,” he replied. “I agree I was a fool for allowing myself to be fooled by you, but you are an asshole for trying to play me. I have invested all I have to try to get married to you. I went to my father because I believed that we shared something great between us, but what did you do? You only saw me as a tool to make your family great. You wanted to be chairman, and I was supposed to be your stepping stone,” she said, tears flowing freely from both eyes. “Did you ever love me?” She asked again. “I just told you that I did; I only approached you because you caught my fancy.” “If I weren't rich, would you have slept with them and then dumped me with no p
Micah squeezed the phone in his hand angrily; his mind could not help but run with ideas as he wondered who it was that had picked up Elara's phone. He had not been sure up until now if he wanted to pursue Elara like his mom said, but somehow the idea of her being with another man sent anger through his body. He had thought somehow that she would end up alone, and he did not know why he thought that.Elara being out with a man at this time meant that she had moved on easily. He sat behind the desk in the ministudy he had crafted for himself. He needed to get work done from home and had changed one of the rooms to that. He swept everything on the table to the floor, everything in glass crashing to the floor with a loud smashing sound."What was that?" Cora asked as she pushed the door open. She was in the room too quickly, as if she were just around the corner. She looked at her son standing over a heap of files and shatter glass. "Don't move," she screamed when he tried to walk away.