Anika’s P.O.V I dismissed my new male assistant after our conversation. Yes, I chose a male assistant this time, as it would make it easier for me not to trust them fully. His name was Greg, and he possessed all the required qualifications and skills, which I swiftly selected after his interview. Additionally, his clean record was a bonus. Greg proved to be observant and obedient. His punctuality this morning caught me off guard, making me feel foolish as he waited for me in front of my office. I resolved to ensure such incidents wouldn't happen again. After signing his contract and NDA, I explained all his duties, and he agreed to everything. He even demonstrated his competence by sorting out some documents when I handed them to him for testing. I must say, he was qualified, and I was satisfied with his performance. Later, Greg left my office, I rested my head on my chair, and thoughts of Kelvin filled my mind. I couldn't help but wonder why he seemed angry during our morning in
Kelvin’s P.O.V I woke up to the sound of people talking, so I walked over there to investigate. It was Nicole, engaged in a conversation with someone, but by the time I reached them, the person had already left. "Oh, you're awake, babe," Nicole said, looking somewhat surprised to see me. "Yeah, I am. Who were you talking to?" I asked her. "Nobody, it's..." As I stepped out of my apartment and looked outside, my shock grew. My boss was in the elevator, going down. I hurriedly tried to catch up to her, but the elevator closed, and she descended before I could reach her. Confused by her unexpected presence, I wondered why she had come here and left without speaking to me. As I was about to head to the other elevator to catch her on the first floor and inquire about her visit, Nicole grabbed my hands, preventing me from doing so. "Don't go to her," she said. "Why did you say that?" I asked her, feeling perplexed. "Nothing, just don't go to her. Stay with me instead," she replied
Anika’s P.O.V The next morning, following my usual routine, I took a bath, got dressed, and headed downstairs to the kitchen where my mom had prepared breakfast for me. "Good morning, Mom," I greeted her. "Morning," she replied as I sat down and started dishing my food on my plates. "Why didn't you eat yesterday? You seemed angry when you went to your room, and I noticed you didn't touch your food. What happened?" she asked. "Nothing, Mom. I just wasn't hungry and felt tired, so I went straight to sleep without eating. I'm sorry for wasting food," I explained. "No problem, baby. I just wanted to check up on you to make sure you're okay," she said. "Don't worry, Mom, I'm fine. And if I ever feel down, you'll be the first person to know. I promise," I assured her, and she nodded. "Alright, as long as you promise to talk to me about your feelings so I can cheer you up," she smiled at me, and I smiled back, then continued eating. After finishing my meal, I left the house and rushed
Anika’s P.O.V "What are you doing here?" I asked, taken aback by our unexpected encounter. It was not everyday you run into your ex-boyfriend of two years at your potential business partner's place. "This feels like some cringy movie where exes meet and fall in love," I thought to myself, unsure how to react. He explained, "I work here. We can talk later. But first, are you okay?" He came close, holding my arm to check for injuries. A guard approached Richard aggressively, but I intervened, assuring the guard it was fine. I turned back to face my ex. "I'm okay, you don't have to pretend to care or touch me. Just use simple words," I said, removing my hand from his grasp while stepping back to create some distance. He seemed apologetic, saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, I just-" "What do you mean you work here?" I asked him, my curiosity piqued while giving him an unbelievable look because I didn't believe him. Richard wasn't the type to work under anybody; he had a
Anika’s P.O.V "Why are you here?" I inquired pointlessly, seeing he was stranded in the rain due to his broken-down car. "My car broke down on my way to work, and I need help. Don't worry, you can go. I'll figure things out," he said, walking away from my car. He stood by his vehicle, rain soaking him. He'll likely fall ill if he keeps standing there. It doesn't matter to me though, it was his choice. I'm not concerned. It was oddly satisfying to watch him getting drenched in the rain. He deserved it. Given his refusal of help, I started my car and left, driving home. There, I'll enjoy a warm meal and soothing tea, followed by a bath then heating my room, and snuggling under a cozy blanket. l was looking forward to a peaceful sleep. 'But... What about Richard? He is going to be alone in the rain by this time of the night' a voice whispered. Well, that was a stroke of misfortune for him. Why should I be concerned, though? I wasn't meant to feel compassion for him. I didn't car
Anika’s P.O.V "That can't possibly be true. You should double-check; there might be an error or something. This is a large hotel with numerous rooms. How is it possible that only one room is available tonight? This is so unprofessional," I vented. "I apologize, ma'am. You're right. Typically, our expansive hotel offers a multitude of rooms. However, due to the current weather conditions and a nearby criminal investigation, roads leading to this area have been blocked by the police. Many individuals sought refuge here for the night, leaving only a single hotel room unoccupied," she explained and I couldn't help but dread what was about to come. This scenario seems oddly familiar, much like those common fictional narratives. In these stories, the male and female leads often find themselves in situations where they need to stay overnight at a hotel due to a car breakdown being stranded in an unknown place, or a shared business trip. Strangely enough, they always end up at the one avail
Anika’s P.O.V I had trouble sleeping; Richard's presence made everything uncomfortable. I attempted to count sheep and visualize soothing scenarios to no avail. It was strange because normally, I would quickly fall asleep until my alarm woke me off. "Nika, just forget that this man is in the room with you and sleep," I told myself, but it didn't work. I remained wide awake, despising every moment of it. I shouldn't have helped him. Maybe then, I could have been peacefully dreaming in my cozy bed. "Anika?" I heard Richard's voice call out to me. Baffled, my brows furrowed in confusion. Why was he calling me at this hour? What could he possibly need? "Yes?" I replied, wondering why he was still awake when most people would be asleep by now. Then again, I wasn't sleeping either. Maybe he was also uncomfortable and unable to sleep; after all, they say 'there is no peace for the wicked.' "Are you about to sleep?" he inquired. 'If I was about to sleep, your voice just woke me up,'
Kelvin’s P.O.V Over the weekend, I felt a surge of happiness knowing that I finally had some free time after toiling through five workdays. It was a relief to return to my usual routine. I disconnected my phone from the nightstand and checked the incoming messages. Nicole had reached out, inquiring about my well-being and plans for the day. "I would probably just spend today doing nothing and dedicate this day to self-indulgence and relaxation," I responded. Nicole was understanding. I was proud of her growth, she had truly changed. We engaged in a brief conversation before we stopped and I proceeded to take a refreshing shower, brush my teeth, and dress for my gym session. Following this ritual, I would typically go to the gym on weekends and morning runs on weekdays due to time constraints. My commitment to maintaining a healthy physique persisted, as I held onto the desire to stay in good shape. I grabbed an apple and a water bottle before stepping outside my house and to
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