"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
"Get me on the phone with Ms. Clark," Ezra said as he strolled into the officer. Mary, his assistant, looked up and stumbled to her feet, slamming her knees into the edge of the table. She bent over, holding her knees as she winced in pain. She took a sharp breath, feeling it fill her lungs with air as she tried to stand up. She was not sure if her ears had heard well or if her boss was asking her to get in touch with his fiance for him. "Mr. Thatcher?" she asked, standing up to follow him. "Mary, are you going to get her on the phone or not?" he asked, taking off his coat and sliding into his chair. "If I may, sir, I would love to stay out of the drama this time," she said, moving closer to the table. She still felt scrawled by his former request and how it had ended up. Olivia Marie, who was his wife-to-be, was not pleased with her, and funny how she was the one who took all of the heat. "Are you disobeying me?" Ezra asked, holding to the edge of the table and pulling his chair
“Come on, Olivia, you can't be like this,” Ezra let out, frustrated. He was wrong, but she might be blowing it out of proportion. “Don't be like that. How else do you want me to be?” she sneered. He cleared his throat and stood up as he began pacing the entire floor. “I am sorry about how it turned out; I am just not ready to...” "Ezra, we are getting married in three months; when are you going to finally be ready to show the world that we are together?” she asked, taking a deep breath. “Olivia…”“It is Olivia-Marie and you would address me as such.” "Olivia-Marie,” he took a deep breath. He had no excuse after standing her up. She had planned this entire engagement party for them so that he could meet her friends and some other people, but he was not interested in doing that yet. “Are you still waiting? Are you still hoping?” she asked, piercing through his thoughts. “Still waiting?” he asked his mind, trying to decipher what she meant. “Are you still waiting for her? The wom
"I have been curious to know." "Mom, not now," Isla said. They were at the table ready for breakfast, Elliot and Ronan had left beforehand to get to work so they were left with only the ladies and Isla knew her mom was going to ask her sister about what happened that made her return home. Clara was glad to see her daughter, but she wanted to know why she was suddenly home after going without contact for three years. "I know you are curious, and I would tell you, but can I first eat this delicious rice meal?" She looked up at her mom. Clara nodded and wondered if her daughter had been starved of good meals since she left the house. "Have you not been eating well?" she asked, and her daughter smiled at her and shook her head. "Mom, I have been eating very well, so you do not need to worry." Clara made a sound at the back of her throat; it was obvious she was not impressed by the answer that her daughter had given her. "Aren't you going to eat?" Elara asked, looking up at her
"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
"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