“What do you have on my mother?” Those were the first words Amelia spoke to Ava. The only reason Ava was in the house was because of the information she had. The sooner Amelia could get the information, the sooner she could dispose of Ava altogether.“Good morning to you, too, sister. What’s for breakfast?” Ava strolled past her and moved to the dining table. “Are we not having breakfast today?”Amelia cared nothing about breakfast. “You will have breakfast at your working place. We are busy people here?”Ava frowned, “Are you guys not supposed to be in your honeymoon phase or something? I get that you have that secret wedding and stuff, and our parent was asked to sign NDA, but you guys deserve a honeymoon, right?”Amelia hadn’t heard anything about her parents signing NDA. “Dad signed an NDA. Why?”Ava smiled and made small noises with her throat. “Amelia. Amelia. There are so many things you have no idea about. Do you think our parents married you into this home because the
The tying of the keyboard and random ringing of phones kept cutting into Amelia’s thoughts. All she could think of was the picture Ava had shown her. What was it all about? Ava was ruthless that she hadn’t told her any more information. She had insisted on her offer, and Amelia knew Ava would go to any length to achieve what she wanted regardless of who was hurt in the process. Amelia sat down with her head in her hand; the constant random thoughts were beginning to show signs of a headache. She was used to being alone in her room with only Loveth as her only company.A shadow loomed over her, causing her to lift her head up involuntarily. Florence wore a smirk and thrust different folders toward her. “You came late to work, and you haven’t been doing anything. Since you have all the time in the world at your disposal. How about you work on making photocopies of these files?”Amelia blinked, trying to stand upright to meet Florence's level, but the other thrust the files at her
The day was busy for Amelia and Mike. Amelia had no idea that the duties of a secretary were that much; no wonder Christie was always busy with her system. She had made sure to separate the documents Mike had sent to her according to how he had instructed her. She felt as if her bottom was already attached to the chair she was sitting on. She wondered how much Mike's work was going to be if hers was this much. It was exhilarating.“I see you finally know what you are in for.” Florence's voice sounded behind her head. She smiled down at her. “I need you to do the copies of those files I told you earlier. Don’t think you are going to escape it because of the little work you are doing.”Amelia could hardly believe her ears, she already had work that she couldn’t finish in a day pilled in front of her, and Florence was thinking about adding more to it. “I’m sorry, but I am busy. It’s best if you do your work yourself.”The response didn’t meet Florence well. “Are you refusing to g
Loveth: I jus hear ur mada name, Mis Amelia. Ha name is Anne Devano and she waz ur step mada best fend. I hear ha talking to ur fada about it. I hope diz wil hep yu, Miss.Amelia had to read the message twice to understand what she was saying. For the first time, she knew her mother’s name; Anne Devano. She remembered asking her father for her mother’s name and picture, but he had ignored her, claiming she didn’t need to know. Her mother was gone and out of their life, keeping anything to bring back her memory was only going to hurt them. He had burnt all her pictures, and Amelia could barely recognize her.“Anne Devano,”“What!” Christie asked. She had forgotten that there was someone else beside her. “Who’s Anne Devano?”“Sorry. I didn’t know I said that out.”Christie nodded, already forgetting about it. “What do you say to us eating together?”Amelia hadn’t planned to go on a break, as she had lots of work to do, but her stomach grumbled and gave her away. “I am fine with it
Amelia paused where she was; she was just a few steps from his seat. She frowned not saying a word, as she was still deciding if she had heard the word or her ears were deceiving her. Just the second day in office and her husband was already flirting with some guy, and to think he trusted her.Noticing the sudden silence, as Miss Florence was rather chatty, Mike lifted his head to stare at his wife. She stood still like status with a bag clutched in her hand. Mike cursed, he had mistaken his wife for some strange woman. He closed the file in his hand, “Amelia, what are you doing here?”She raised her brow in mockery. “Not the person you were expecting to see. You must have been disappointed.”He shook his head. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have mistaken you for that woman. I got carried away with the work at hand.” He tilted his head at the bag in her hand, “What’s that for? Is it mine?”Amelia's gaze fell on the bag in her hand, and although she had packed it with him in mind, the last
‘I’m sorry, Phoenix, but there was nothing much about Anne Devano. It was as if she ceased to exist twenty years ago, and most of the information about her was being erased. Did you get the name of the school she attended with your stepmother?’Amelia stared at the message Vold as sent to her. After listening to Ava's words, she could barely sleep, and that resulted in her asking Vold for help since he was the only other person that knows about her mother. Why would anyone erase information about her mother? Was it her father, because he had made sure there were no traces of her mother left in the house?“What are you staring at?” She heard Mike’s voice. She had thought he was asleep as they had divided the bed, and she lay on her side of the bed. But his voice was as clear as day. She closed her phone and hid it under the bed. No one was to know that she was looking for her mother. “Nothing.”Mike sat up, “It doesn’t seem like nothing. Did something happen with Ava before I
“I need to know more about this Anne Devano,” Mike told Steve. Steve leans on the chair, opening magazines and paying attention to Mike. “Who is this Anne Devano?” Steve's curiosity got the best of him, making him close the magazine and focus on Mike. “You already have too much to do, and now you are giving yourself an extra duty to look for some Anne Devano.”He frowned. Phoenix had never asked him of anything, this is the first favor she had demanded from him, and he knew how desperate she was. She had always talked about the mother she had never met, and how she wanted to know about her, even if it was just a little. “You can’t understand, Steve. I am doing this as a favor to a friend. She is an important friend.”Steve narrowed his eyes, making sure to make eye contact with him. “Are you cheating on your wife, Mike?”Mike shook his head. Sometimes he could hardly believe the way Steve thought. Yes, he was a playboy, but that was only to get his mind off things that bother
The party was supposed to be modest – that was what Amelia had heard, but judging from the extravagant cars outside, and guards protecting most of the guests, she knew it was more than just a party. The hall was lavishly decorated and big enough to occupy lots of guests, but the guest was restricted to simply by invitation. Chairs were arranged in groups, and the stage holds one podium. Some goods were neatly arranged at a corner of the stage until they disappeared into a room close to the stage.Amelia looked down at her herself; she was dressed in a simple black skirt and a button-down shirt. She was undressed for the occasion, even though she was only there as her husband's secretary. She didn’t dare stand next to him afraid she would look like a maid beside him, as she hurriedly follow behind him.Mike noticing his wife’s falling footsteps, stopped for her to catch up with him. “Why are you walking behind like some kind of guard?”Mia frowned at him glancing around; most of t