Kelvin's P.O.V We were in the elevator together again, but this time, when the elevator stopped, we headed to her office together. Since we would be working closely, I found out that I would have to share her office. Internally, I groaned at the thought of spending two months with her as if seeing her face once a week wasn't enough. I was definitely going to get in trouble with her. I regretted agreeing to help her. I wished I could take back my statement, but it was too late. She had already informed every board member of my decision, and now I was stuck working with her for at least the next two months. She entered her office, and I followed suit. "This is my office; I'm sure you're already familiar with it," she gave me a look as she dropped her purse on her desk. There was no need for her to remind me of that moment. It was embarrassing to think back to the time when I was considered a creep. "And that is your desk space," She pointed to an office seat identical to hers, not
Kelvin’s P.O.V It was the following day, and I found myself standing in front of her office door, contemplating whether or not to enter. Uncertainty lingered within me, unsure of how she would react after the events of the previous day. Taking a deep breath, I prepared to knock on the door when I caught a glimpse of her voice behind me. "Anderson, you're late," she uttered as she passed by, opening her office door and entering. "I'm only a minute late," I retorted, trailing after her. "Nevertheless, it's still tardiness," she replied, causing me to internally roll my eyes before taking my seat. As I observed her settling down and engrossing herself in her computer work, I noticed that she appeared fine as if yesterday's occurrences had never taken place but I still wanted to be sure if she was alright. "Are you alright?" I inquired, causing her to instantly face me. "Pardon?" "I mean, you seemed rather peculiar yesterday, and-" “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Anderso
Anika’s P.O.V I continued eating as Kelvin abruptly stood up and ran outside to goodness knows where. I didn't care where he was going; it wasn't my concern. I felt a sense of relief when he left the table. I had been on edge around him since yesterday when he saw me in my vulnerable state if it wasn't intentional. I had been overwhelmed by everything happening in my life lately, and that was why I switched up to that state. I needed to calm myself down and make sure no one else knew about that problem. I didn't want anyone, not even my mom, to know that I was struggling. It was embarrassing that the person who witnessed it was someone I disliked but I had to get over it and pretend such an event never happened. I knew I needed help, but I couldn't bring myself to seek it, not when I was busy with the demands of my dad's company and trying to fix the issue at hand. I could only hope that Anderson would keep what he saw a secret. My phone suddenly rang, interrupting my thoughts. I
Anika’s P.O.V "How?" I asked him, hoping he was telling the truth. "It's a long story. I'll give you a brief tomorrow at the office," he replied. "Alright, if you say so. I trust you'll do a great job." "Yes, I will. Thank you for trusting me. I've got to go now," he said, about to hang up when I stopped him. "Yes?" he answered. "Thank you for the effort you've put into this project," I said, surprising myself with the compliment. I felt like he needed to hear it, perhaps it would motivate him further. "Hmm... no problem, I'm always happy to help," he replied, sounding a bit awkward. It was clear that he wasn't used to my compliments yet. I hadn't been a bad person to him, right? "Alright then, see you tomorrow," I hung up. "Wow, who's making you smile like that?" Laura asked, catching me off guard. "What?" I hadn't even realized I was smiling. I quickly dropped the smile. "I mean, you've been frowning since you got here and suddenly when you received that phone call, you s
Anika’s P.O.V The day of the gathering had finally arrived and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the mirror. I wanted to make sure I was pretty for the ceremony that would be happening soon. I was already in my dress and I knew I looked good, but I couldn't help feeling nervous about everything. I didn't know who Fred was, all I knew was that he would be at the gathering and it was stressing me out. I needed everything to be perfect. Luckily, I had brought Anderson along to do the searching and everything for me. I didn't have to worry about embarrassing myself in front of Fred if we even found him. I was interrupted from my thoughts by a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in," I said, and my mother entered. "So... a man is waiting for you downstairs," she informed me. "Oh, it must be Anderson. Please tell him I'm almost ready and I'll join him soon," I replied, still staring at myself in the mirror. "Alright," she said to me but she wasn't making any effort to leave, she kept stari
Anika’s P.O.V “You're sick," I told him. I expected him to be sad after getting fired because of me, but he seemed to be the opposite. "I know, people tell me that all the time." He tossed his cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his foot. "Well, it was nice meeting you, but I have to go now. Bye," he said, as he tried to leave, but I blocked his way. He groaned. "What do you want from me now, princess?" he rolled his eyes. "Will you accept my apology?" I asked. "I do. Now, can you please let me leave?" He turned to go the other way, but I blocked that path too. "Why don't you just let me go in peace? You've cost me my job, and I had to forgive you. What more do you want?" "I mean, that apology wasn't right. I shouldn't have done what I did. I'm sorry," I sincerely said to him. He gave me a skeptical look. "Do you mean it?" he asked. "I do." "You're not just faking an apology so I won't ruin your perfect image?" He raised an eyebrow. "No, I swear," I insisted. He cl
Kelvin’s P.O.V It was a shock to hear the words of the waiter from the ceremony night. I realized I should refer to him as Mr. London, as he claimed. With Anika's reaction, I understood why she was upset. Anika still hadn't returned, and it didn't seem to bother "Fred London." He sat with his feet on the CEO's desk, playing games on his phone. I began to doubt his true identity. "So, Mr. Fred…" I started a conversation to verify his identity. He sighed, paused his game, and turned to me, indicating that I should continue. "I apologize if what I'm about to say offends you, but I need you to prove that you are truly the Fred London whom our company needs. Finding Fred London is nearly impossible, and doing business with him is notoriously difficult. So, it's hard for me to believe that he would simply show up here and request a partnership with the same company he recently rejected. I find it hard to believe," I said, observing his face for any signs of annoyance, but there were non
Kelvin’s P.O.V The next day arrived quickly, and I woke up early with an ear-to-ear grin because of the upcoming date with Nicole. I had stayed up late the night before, unable to contain my excitement. Since it was the weekend, I had plenty of time to prepare. As I started my day, I heard a buzz from my phone, indicating that I had received a new message. I eagerly grabbed my phone and saw that I had two messages, one from Anika and the other from Nicole. Naturally, I clicked on Nicole's message first. ‘Good morning handsome. I hope you are getting ready for our date.’ I couldn't help but smile as I prepared my response. ‘Good morning to you too! I am more than ready for our date. I couldn't stop thinking about it last night, I was so excited.’ After hitting send, I turned my attention to Anika's text. ‘Mr. Anderson, I am incredibly grateful for the help you provided me with. It was thanks to you that I was able to make contact with Fred London. I am forever indebted to you fo
Her life had been going exceptionally well, surpassing even her expectations, and she couldn't be more thankful. The current chapter of her life had spread out just as she had hoped, bringing her happiness that had been elusive for a long time. She found herself in a state of peace with no drama surrounding her, and she couldn’t be more grateful to the man above. As she reflected on these thoughts, her phone rang, and a smile lit up her face as she saw her sister's name on the screen. Answering the call, she was greeted by the melodious, high-pitched voice of her sister on the other end. "Hey, Anni," Andrea's voice conveyed happiness over the phone, and at that moment, she sensed that something significant had happened. Andrea wasn't always in such a jubilant mood. "Spill the tea. What's got you so excited?" Anika inquired. "How did you know I was about to share something interesting?" Andrea responded. "Because I'm your sister, and I can sense when exciting things happen to you
Anika’s P.O.V My face lit up with happiness, surprise, and curiosity as I attempted to stand. "What are you guys doing here?" I managed to utter, my voice cracking from inactivity. "Anika…" Kelvin said, his voice filled with emotion as he looked at me, tears welling up in his eyes. He rushed forward to hug me, and I couldn't help but cry in response. My eyes then met Andrea, who stood at the entrance with sadness in her eyes. I knew she wanted to hug me but was unsure how. "How did you guys find me?" I asked as Kelvin and I disengaged from the hug. "We'll discuss that later, but now, we have to get out of here before whoever did this to you returns," Kelvin said, helping me stand. I wobbled because I hadn't stood in a long time, and just as I was about to fall due to weak legs, Kelvin steadied me, his hands on my waist, guiding me toward the door. "I swear to god, whoever did this to you is going to pay, I promise," he muttered with anger in his voice as he led me down the sta
Anika’s P.O.V My eyes fluttered open, and I realized I was on the floor. I sat upright, only to be hit with a pounding headache that made me squirm in pain. I cradled my head, attempting to numb the ache until it subsided, which it eventually did. After calming myself, I surveyed my surroundings, furrowing my brows in confusion. I didn't recognize where I was. As I tried to piece together how I ended up in the room, memories flooded back—from being chased to the moment I was drugged, leading to my blackout. Panic set in, and I glanced around the dimly lit, small room. The only light filtered in from a tiny window far from me. I stood up and walked to the door, banging on it desperately. "Help!" I yelled, close to tears, terrified by the unknown kidnapper. "Somebody, please help me! If you're hearing this, help!" I continued, relentlessly pounding on the door, trying to open it in vain. Despite minutes passing with me still banging, I refused to give up. I hit the door with all my
Anika’s P.O.V "I'll be heading to YOLE's for the partnership meeting now, ma'am," Greg informed me as we walked out of the boardroom after we met with the executives. He was about to represent us at another company for a meeting I wouldn't be available for. "Alright then, when will it end?" I asked him. "In four to five hours, I'm not sure, but I'll let you know once I'm done and about the outcome of the meeting. So, adios," he said with a salute as he left, making me chuckle. He was a funny man. As I entered the elevator, about to go to my floor, someone stuck his hand to stop the elevator from closing. It was Kelvin. "Hey," he flashed me a grin as he entered inside and stood next to me. The elevator closed and began to head up. "Sup, I can see you are smiling from ear to ear, and I can assume that your little date last night went well," I raised an eyebrow at him. "You are certainly right, it went well. Vivian is a great person, and I'm happy I went on that date with her becau
Anika’s P.O.V I was thrilled to be back in the city after months away on a business trip. returning I was back early and I decided to surprise Kelvin at work since he had been expressing how much he missed me. I couldn't deny missing him too so I would see him and also check on the company's progress. As I entered the office, I received warm greetings from colleagues. I reciprocated the greetings and could hear the murmurs spreading about the news of my arrival. I rode the elevator to Kelvin’s floor alone without my assistant Greg since I kept my return a secret from him too. I approached Kelvin's secretary after stepping out of the elevator. "Welcome back, ma'am," she greeted and I replied with a smile and asked about Kelvin, hoping he was in his office. "Yes, he is, but—" "Alright, thanks," I interjected and proceeded to Kelvin’s office. Upon entering, my intention to shout 'Surprise' shifted dramatically when I discovered a girl lying on top of him on his office couch. My
Kelvin’s P.O.V "What should we do with the document for the TOPAX project?" my assistant asked. "Just delete it. They're not a reliable company to work with. We don't work with people we can't trust or who won't agree to our terms," I told him. "Okay, I'll let them know we're not interested," he said. I nodded before sending him off. As he closed the door, I sighed. I was tired from the day's work but I was used to it since it had become my routine for a long time. With a good salary, I couldn't complain. I found myself in a new role at the company—I had become the manager, a position previously held by Hart before he was fired and sued by Anika for betraying her by aligning with Richard. Despite his years of service before Anika became the CEO. It serves as a reminder to be cautious about whom to trust; not everyone is truly a friend. Taking on this new responsibility was challenging, even though I had been in the position for nearly two years. However, I still felt drained afte
Anika’s P.O.V "The court thoroughly reviewed the evidence M.s Downs submitted about Mr. Hale's deceptive acquisition of ADOWNS. After careful consideration, it's clear Mr Hales manipulated M.s Downs into signing ownership transfer documents under false pretenses. He presented these documents to her as approval forms for a donation to an orphanage, and she signed them. Later, M.s Downs discovered that she unwillingly gave him ownership and control of her company." "The court examined the evidence, including witness testimonies. Ms. Downs, you brought forward Francis Addams, who was coerced into acting as M. Downs's assistant. She provided information about ADOWNS Limited through illegal means in exchange for money, which she used to pay for her mother's hospital bills. This has been proven through a recording of the conversation between both parties submitted to the court." "This confirms Ms. Downs' claims of deceit and manipulation. Additionally, Ms. Downs presented a witness who wo
Anika’s P.O.V "The current trending news revolves around the lawsuit filed by Anika Rebecca Downs, the former owner and ex-heiress of ADOWNS, against the new owner, her ex-boyfriend of over four years, Richard Hale. This topic is making waves across various media platforms, with social media users actively sharing and discussing the information, creating a buzz in the country. We managed to obtain the court date, scheduled for next month, and many are eagerly anticipating the outcome to see if the case will be messy or not and-" Fed up with the continuous coverage, I turned off my television, choosing not to listen any further, and casually tossed the remote behind me. I still couldn't believe I filed a lawsuit against Richard that morning. It required a lot of courage, but I finally took the step. Once the media caught wind of it, they kept the story alive and spread the news far and wide. Since that morning, they had been bombarding my lawyers with calls, eager for more informa
Kelvin’s P.O.V There she was – the lady we'd been searching for emerged from the mart, wearing a cap to conceal her identity. She swiftly exited the store but before she could get away from our sight, Anika tugged at me, and we discreetly trailed her from a distance so we could remain unnoticed by her. “This wasn't my plan; we were supposed to approach her and talk,” I remarked as we followed Anika. “And do you really think she'd willingly talk? She'd bolt the moment she saw me, considering the way she wronged me. Plus, with the news of Richard's takeover of my company, there's no chance she'd agree to a conversation. We need to corner her – who knows if she's still connected to Richard. He might be buying her silence or threatening her. Either way, we have to follow her to her hideout rather than attempting to talk, as you suggested,” Anika explained, making a convincing case as we continued tailing the girl. "That's clever," I complimented. "I know," she replied with a slight