"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 not say anything about being in a relationship so... " Zara trailed off.It seemed as if Elara was just hearing it for the first time, but Zara had one of those high-pitched tones that made the ears bleed. Looking at her from head to toe, she had brand names on her. She was giving off the vibe of being a wealthy family heiress, unlike her.She had glammed up, but she was dressed in what her money could afford. Since she left home to try and make a name for herself, she refused help from her family and wanted to stand on her own. It was tough, however, for her because Micah had insisted that she did not work to earn her own money to be a good girl and do his bidding.Now that she cast her mind back on the situation, she was realizing just how much it had crippled her from doing anything. She was barely able to scrape anything from what he was constantly left for the housekeeping to get her hair, nails, and makeup done. She pulled out an old dress that he had gotten for her for her birthday a few years ago. She knew very well that it was outdated, but she had no choice; this was the best she could get to looking fine.
"Of course he did not," she said, feeling like the scales that had plagued her eyes suddenly fell down, and now she could see clearly. She wondered why she thought that Micah loved her; she wondered a lot of things as the thought ran through her mind, leaving her confused.
"You did not think that a rising star like Micah, who has so much potential, would be tied down by someone like you," Zara said. Her smile was the most annoying thing that Elara had seen. "I mean, if you love him as much as you claim that you do, then there should be no issues in letting him go," she added.
"Why should I be the one to let him go? We have been together for three years, and you just snuck into his life just a few months ago, so why should I be the one to let go? You are the imposter here, and you should be the one to..."
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
"I finally got rid of her, and I did not have to do much work," Micah said as they walked to his car. They had to leave the restaurant immediately because of the embarrassment that came with the scene that Elara had created for them. Immediately she stormed out as if she had won; he paid the check and left with Zara in his hand. "Since you have been able to ditch the b*tch, how about we go ahead and have the wedding as planned?" Zara suggested, poking his chest roughly. "Of course, we are going to have the wedding next week," he announced. "Now just remember, since my parents do not want me to be exposed to the public, they would not be attending the wedding, and they would not be sponsoring it either, so you have to do all of that by yourself, and also I cannot access my trust fund until I get married and have a baby," Zara said. "Oh my darling, what do you take me for? I definitely remember all that you said, and I am going to keep it to them all. As long as Mr. Quinn has agreed
Elara walked through the door to the house that she had shared with Micah for the past three years. Everywhere in there pushed out some kind of memory for her. She wanted to sit in the darkness of the house and cry out her eyes because when her family had told her that she was making a mistake by trusting a man like Micah, she had told him that they loved each other, and that was all that mattered. Now she understood very well that love was not all that mattered. She walked to the bedroom that they shared and took down her box; these were the same ones she left her father's mansion with, and now she was leaving with the same one. She had wanted the relationship to work out so badly so she could prove to her family that she was right. Now that the relationship was in shambles, she began to clearly see all of the warning signs. "I really am a fool for ignoring all of those signs for the longest time," she murmured to herself with a sad smile. She barely had anything to pack from the h
"Beautifully?" she asked again, the cackle not stopping as she doubled over her hands, patting her knees in laughter. Micah did not like the scene before him; he was not saying anything funny, so she should not be laughing as hard as she was laughing. He had expected to meet her at home on her knees, begging him to take her back. She should be crying and asking him to help her because she had nowhere else to go, but she felt different and out of reach.It was like she was possessed by a confident spirit. "What is so funny?" "You think that a scum like you can ever produce anything beautiful," she said, looking at the car that had parked right before his car. She knew that was her ride, and she did not want to cause a scene. A well-built man who could pass for a bodybuilder came down from the driver's side and jogged to her. The man approaching them made Micah lose his train of thought. "Hello Ms..." Elara waved her hand in the air to stop him from addressing her as a Quinn as much
"Elara, it really is you!" Isla squealed from the door as soon as the driver opened the car door for Elara, and she stepped down. "You are here." Elara's family had not seen her in three years; even though she constantly saw her parents and brother in the news, she had not seen Isla, who was still being protected. Even though she had not had contact with her family for that long, she made sure to always find a way to talk to them without the meet-up. Elara was grateful to her sister, who was now running to her; if Isla had not reached out to tell her that her boyfriend was going around town partying with another woman, she would not have known that she was being cheated on. "Oh, how I’ve missed you," Isla said, squeezing her sister in a hug. Isla was very expressive with all of her actions, so the hug did not come as a surprise to her at all. "I have missed you as well," Elara replied, squeezing her back. "I do not think I would believe that," Isla said, taking her head back and n
"What is this?" Elliot asked. Elara walked towards them; she stopped suddenly as if she were trying to inspect them. Her parents were the reason she went so far and wide in search of love. They constantly showed them that it was possible; even though they had been together for almost thirty years, they still acted like young people in their honeymoon phase. "Are you here for real, or is my mind playing tricks on me because I miss you so much?" Clara asked. She turned to her husband, and sure enough, the expression on his face made her know that she was the only one seeing their daughter standing by the door. "She is really here, right?" she asked in a higher pitch than normal. "She is," Elliot nodded. Before he could say anything more, Clara was out of sight, her hands wrapped around her daughter, squeezing her tightly. "Oh my goodness!" she let out in a huff. "It is real," she said with her eyes closed as if she had to shut off one of her senses so she could enjoy the hug to the f
"Oh my god!" Isla exclaimed as they sat on the bed. She had exclaimed at least ten times since they had arrived, and they had been in there for barely five minutes."If I had a million dollars for each time you exclaimed, guess who would be buying a new car?" Elara said, and her sister laughed. "Still very sarcastic and quirky, huh?" Isla said and Elara laughed.Her heart ached, but she laughed; she was not sure if she was to be laughing at all; she had just gotten cheated on by Micah and left after she thought they were going to have a family together."You know it's okay to cry, right?" Isla said after a brief moment of silence."Cry? What do you mean by cry? Why would I cry?" "Your eyes are heavy like the clouds on a rainy day, and your lips are trembling as if they are ready to make a sound, yet you want to act tough and not cry?" Isla said.Elara could only blame her parents for making her and her siblings so knitted together. Why was her sister walking in her head even though
THE NEXT DAY"Where have you been? You are always sneaking in and out of the house as you wish these days," Sarah said as her daughter sat by the table. "What do you mean by sneaking?" Zara asked, running her hand through her hair in annoyance. "What time did you get back yesterday?" Sarah asked."Can you get off the girl's back?" Carlos asked as he strolled into the tiny kitchen and sat beside her. "Are you asking me to get off my daughter's back? Whose back should I then get on?" Sarah asked, dropping two plates to their front, both plates making a loud sound as they dropped to the table. "Should I go out to train other children?" she asked, going back to the stovetop to pick up her own plates. "Is this all we have for breakfast?" Carlos asked, looking down at scrambled eggs in front of him. "If you earned a bit more, then maybe we might have a bit more to eat," she said in spite. "What was that?" Carlos asked, his eyebrows going up. "Mom, why are you trying your best to pick
"I think I like you," the old woman said with a chuckle, causing Elara to smile and think that this might not be as bad as she would have thought."I don't think you should smile yet," Mia whispered into her ears, causing the smile on her face to drop a notch. She looked at the girl, and Mia shrugged."So what are you here for?" Elara wondered why Mia had told her not to smile. Things seemed to be going well; at least Red was being comfortable with her. She took out a file that her father had handed her after dinner last night and tried to hand it over to the woman. Red looked down at it and smiled."I am an old woman; do you think I would be able to read all of the numbers you've conjured up here?" Red? asked Elara as her head lifted slowly. Elara cleared her throat. She had gone over the report, but she did not think that she would have to give a presentation, so she was not prepared for that."You did not prepare, did you?" Red asked and let out a mocking laugh. Elara swallowed the
Ezra had kept to his word and was outside the house very early the next morning. Elara felt touched by his actions. "You look too worried about this," Ezra said as he opened the door for her to get into the car. Elara waited for him to get into the car. "I am worried," she murmured."There is absolutely nothing to worry about. You've got this. She tried her best to believe what he said, but the doubt kept on plaguing her mind throughout the ride. Elara got off the car ride with Ezra; he promised to be back by the next day to pick her up. She nodded as the car drove down to the farm was silent, but she was able to gather enough courage by clinging dangerously to his hands as if his life depended on it. She walked into the farm, and from there she got confused on what to do. "Why on earth did everyone think I was capable of doing something like this?" She murmured as she stood in place. She walked into the farm not knowing where she was headed; she only planned to stop when she ca
"On a trip?" "Yes, on a trip." Elara did not like the sound of her father telling her that she had to go on a business trip the day before, especially since she had plans with Ezra."Or do you have any excuse as to why you can't go on this trip?" Elliot asked, "They all knew about Elara and Ezra and were waiting for the right time for them to come clean, and it seemed like they were being extra careful this time; it was kind of difficult to catch them in the act."I just began working there; how can you trust me to..." "I trust you, and moreover, you have to prove yourself to me by doing something like this. You also need to prove to the board and prepare to move on up. Ronan would be assuming the role of the chairman soon, and you need to move up as the vice chairman." He paused and turned to his daughter, Isla, who was picking at her meal.All of the talk of the company was interesting to her; all she hated was that she could not be a part of the conversation."And Isla," Elliot s
Noelle stared at her computer screen. She was still getting glances from people at the office, but at least there were no more whispers. It was as if Ronan's threat had worked wonders because even the reporters were nice about it. The elevator chimed, and she lifted her head to see who it was. She knew that her face lit up when she saw Ronan walk out of it. Left to her, she would have run towards him, but there was enough for people to talk about already."Come in," he said, slowing down at her table before walking into his office before she could respond.She looked up at the closed door of his office, looked around and smiled before she stood up and walked into the room.As soon as she walked in, she was glad that the walls were covered because he pulled her into a hug and wrapped his hands around her tightly."Mr. Quinn?" "Are you going to keep calling me Mr. Quinn?" He murmured into her hair with his eyes closed."We are at work; we should be as formal as possible," she replied
Ronan got to the office of Alfie and was ushered in by a man who had been waiting for his arrival. He got into the office and saw Chole and Alfie waiting for him. As soon as Chole saw him, she stood up and waved at him. He looked away without sparing her a glance and sat down before Alfie could invite him to."I knew you were going to see me today, so I prepared some food for you. I will have them bring it now," Alfie said as he walked to the table to ask them to bring in the lunch."There won't be a need for that, as I will not be staying here for long. I have other plans and I am just here to put the record straight," Ronan said in the coldest voice he could muster. Chole gulped at the sound of it. She could tell from his expression and face that he was there to warn them sternly about what had happened. Of course, he could tell that it had come from them, and her father had more influence to pull something like this."What is one lunch that you can't have with us? I assure you that
Ronan stopped by his father's office and walked in; he could not help the glances of everyone that was on him as he walked to the office; he let himself in after a knock."You are here?" Elliot said, looking up from his desk. His assistant took the file he handed to him and bowed before leaving the room. "Come in," Elliot said as the man walked out of the office."What is this about?""I need to know what your full plan is," Elliot responded, shocked that his son was asking why he had called him in."The full plan is to put everyone in their place. I know that Chole and her father did this, and I am going to have a long conversation with both of them," Ronan replied as he realised he had not told Alfie he wanted to speak to him. He took out his phone and sent a text message to Alfie."Well, the board is raging, so I am sure you can do that after the meeting but I plan to announce you as my successor and also to let them know that you would be taking over in two weeks.""Two weeks? Why
Noelle was not blaming Ronan because she knew this was Chloe's doing, but now that the board was involved, she was afraid. "What are you going to do now?" Her own problems suddenly felt so tiny in contrast to his.It was no news that some directors thought they were a better fit for the next chairman than Ronan and were looking for every opportunity to bring him down, and they were going to say his actions were tainting the company and try to use this to stop him from climbing to his rightful position."You do not have to worry about me; I just wanted you to know that everything on my schedule for the day has to be put on hold; I have to sort this out first before I can resume back to work," he explained."I understand," she nodded and watched him get out of his seat."I want you to do something for me," he said, taking careful steps towards her."What is that?" she asked, her eyes growing wide with excitement. She hoped he was not going to tell her to sit this one out and allow him t
Is the possible heir to the Quinn corporation in a relationship with his assistant?Noelle had expected the news to come out, but not so soon. She knew she was immune to the taunts and looks she was going to get from everyone, but it came too early. She barely even had enough time to marinate in the new relationship. As she walked across the lobby to the elevator, she could hear the way everyone tried to whisper, although she was convinced that they were pretending to whisper because they wanted her to hear what they were saying about her. She cleared her throat and pressed her lips together. She was trying her best to act as if she wasn't affected by all the noise, but it was not working; her heart ached at just the thought of it.She wondered how all humans acted the same; without even hearing if the media had made a mistake, they were already judging, and it was so annoying how everyone judged only her; was it because he was the man or because he was rich? However, how could she be
"Come into my room," Roland commanded after dinner. Ephraim pointed to himself, and his father nodded before standing up and walking away with a word. Ephraim sat on the table and waited for everyone to leave before he left. When his father had sent a message that he was supposed to be at the house for dinner that Sunday night, he knew that he wanted to talk about Chole, and even though he had shown up hours earlier, Roland had spoken about every other thing aside from what he had called his son for.Roland had waited till the end of dinner before asking his son to come in, and Ephriam knew that it meant serious business. Ephraim walked to the kitchen and requested the tea his father usually drank after each meal, and then he walked to the study to find his father.He stood by the door, balancing the tray in one hand and placing a knock on the door. "Come in," Roland's gruff voice came through. Ephraim cleared his throat and walked in."I brought tea," he declared. Roland looked up fr