Meanwhile …..Eleanor exhaled deeply as she pushed the door open and walked in, after Arthur drove off, she decided to just seat on a small fence outside and just let the cool breeze gently caress her face as she thought about everything that has being going on, Matilda’s Advice didn’t stop running through her mind, this was going to be one heck of an intense battle, considering that fact that neither of their mothers like each other or liked them for each other.She slowly placed her bags across her neck and crossed her legs, Deep down in her heart she knew she was delaying going inside because she was a little bit scared of Aiden’s reaction to what happened this night, a small smile touched her lips unconsciously as her mind wandered back to how Arthur dealt him with a blow when he would stop running his mouth.She had felt like doing that a whole lot of times but ofcourse she couldn’t do it and for the first time she felt really satisfied with what Arthur did to Aiden.As for her
Liberty high ….“Nice presentation and invention everyone, your creations would be carefully reviewed and your results will be pasted well before your prom party” the science teacher said and all the student bowed a little bit chorusing “Yes ma,”She packed up alongside other teachers present and began to walk out of the room, just as soon as she got to where Isabella and Finn stood, she flashed them a smile and patted Isabella shoulder gently.“As usual, you didn’t disappoint,” she said with a small smile and walked out, Isabella turned to Finn with a wide smile on her face and they pulled themselves into an hug excitedly, they began to take pictures with their inventions just like the other students.They suddenly heard a loud saxophone musical sound loudly overthrowing their rowdy chatter, the whole hall suddenly went silent and a whole band orchestra slowly walked into the hall playing Ed- Sheeran perfect.Awww’s and loud cooing sound flew across the hall as they played the music
Penelope paused immediately at the door, taken aback by what she had just seen, she scoffed shaking her head slowly and eyeing Eleanor contemptuously as she gently shut the door behind her and walked into the office and towards them.“I raised you better than this,” She muttered to Arthur as she turned to glance at Eleanor with utter disgust.“No, no , Mom, don’t do that!” Arthur snapped immediately as he stepped in between his mother and Eleanor, he gently pushed her to stand behind him and looked up at his mom.“Mom, I think it’s time you stop all of these, if you love me, you’ll let me be with the person I love,”“I love you, that’s why I’m doing this for you son, she doesn’t deserve you, she’ll be too lucky to ….”“Mom, that’s enough!” Arthur snapped cutting his mom from completing her statement, he gritted his teeth tightly as he moved closer to her and stared down into her eyes.“This is actually where you draw the line and stop mom, this is no longer a joke,”“Like I said befor
Wilson’s Mansion …..That same morning, Marshall exhaled deeply as he placed his hand gently on the steering and swerved it, at first he didn’t want to confront what he had with Matilda in the past just for the sake of his children and his family now, he needed to consider their feelings before he does anything now and since she wasn’t even willing to get closure or talk about it he decided to not push it either, but it was getting more and more difficult and awkward for the both of them not addressing the elephant in the room, and although she claimed to have moved on, he knew she hadn’t just like he hadn’t either.And yesterday he wouldn’t deny that he felt the chills at her threat, she had mentioned that she lost her child, she couldn’t possibly joke about that right, if she had lost her child then it had to be the child they had together.His hands flung to his chest and he rubbed it slowly, he hadn’t met this child physically but he actually felt pain to think that he actually l
Meanwhile ….Wilson Corp headquarters ….Matilda watched as everyone stood up from the desk and leave after waiting for Marshall for a long time, just as she stood up to leave, his assistant rushed into the room and towards her, by now everyone had already left.“Where is your boss and why did he have everyone come here without showing up,” She muttered slowly diverting her gaze to him as she picked up her bag and stood up to her feet.“We’re sorry ma’am, Sir Marshall ran into an accident on his way here,” he said to her, she almost jumped forward in a panic but she immediately stood back maintaining her stance as she exhaled deeply trying to keep her composure.“He’s been admitted into Hospital, he’s still unconscious,” He said, she nodded her head slowly and with a deep exhale, she walked past him and out of the room.Her mind could get off the fact that Marshall had just run into an accident, she hated that she was worried about him, because she shouldn’t be, she should be angry
“Tilda,” He muttered, she felt her breath catch in her throat, he was the only one that called her Tilda, and just like out times the way it rolled off his mouth greatly Appealed her, she fully turned to face him, she slowly stepped closer to him and stared down at his grip on her hand, She gently looked away from his hands and back up at his face.“I’m sorry for everything that has happened,” he muttered obviously struggling to speak, she just stood there a staring at him as he tried to speak to her, just as she made to reply, the door pushed open and Eleanor walked in.She withdrew her hands from him immediately, clearing her throat noisily she turned to look at Eleanor, Eleanor bowed slowly as she walked up to the bedside and picked up her phone.“I’m sorry, I forgot this,” she muttered and with that she turned around to walk out.“Eleanor,” Matilda called, Eleanor paused in her tracks and slowly turned to look at her.“I was just about to leave, I’ll drive you,” she whispered, w
Next day …Friday,Arthur walked towards the kitchen with a small yawn as he cleaned his eyes, he stretched out and his bones snapped, he couldn’t bring himself to sleep throughout the night, he just kept tossing and turning.He was just starting to come around his dad and the last thing he wanted in this life was to loose him to anything.He pushed the door open, paused in his tracks immediately he saw Zoey inside doing whatever it was, he riled up immediately his anger suddenly rising.“What the fuck are you still doing here!” He snapped, she jumped a little shocked at his sudden voice as she slowly turned to look at him.“I was just trying to fix breakfast for you guys, I heard about your dad and you do not seem fine,” she replied, he let go of the door immediately as he walked into the kitchen sand tiwards her, he stared at her with his arms folded across his chest starting to get irritated by her persistence.“I do not need you to make breakfast for me! I can do so for myself!”
“Dad,” Isabella called gleefully as she walked into her father’s ward and found him awake on the bed, a small smile touched his lips as soon as he saw her very bright smile, she crushed him into a very tight hug as soon as she saw him.He felt pains in her grip but he just let her, she sniffles lightly as her grip around him tightened.“I thought I was going to loose you,” she whispered as she disengaged from the hug and sat by his bedside.“What?!”“Why would you think that,” he whispered with a small smile as he stared at her.“You scared us dad, please don’t do that again,” she muttered trying to wipe her tears and his smile grew even wider.“Okay boss Lady,” he replied sarcastically as he slowly turned his head to look at Arthur standing beside him.“Don’t tell me you were scared too,” he teased and Arthur scoffed looking away from him for a moment.“Ofcourse not,” he replied wrapping his hands around his chest.“That’s good,” Marshall replied with a knowing smile.“What about the
Author’s POVOne year Later. Isabella stepped out of her room, her heart heavy with thoughts of her mother, today makes it one year since she was sentenced to life imprisonment. After everything that happened they had moved to a small apartment and led a much more quiet life. Thankfully she was already done with high school. Her, her boyfriend and bestfriend gained admission into the same school and will be leaving in a few days. She looked forward to it enthusiastically.She paused briefly in the hallway when she saw her father, Marshall, sitting on the couch with Matilda beside him. They looked so comfortable together, Matilda’s hand resting lightly on his arm, and the sight made Isabella’s stomach churn. The fact that Matilda lived in her own mansion did not stop their house from being her second home and she was there almost everytime. She knew she should be used to it by now—her father had moved on. But every time she saw Matilda in their home, it felt like a slap to her face.
Arthur. Meanwhile.The second we left the restaurant, my world felt like it had cracked open. My chest tightened with every breath, and the weight of the man’s words echoed endlessly in my mind. "My son."It didn’t make sense. None of it did. How could the man standing before me be my father? How could my mother have kept this from me? Lied to me every day of my life. From the look of things my dad was equally as shocked, she played the both of us.Eleanor squeezed my hand gently as we walked aimlessly, far away from the restaurant. I could tell she wanted to say something comforting, but what could anyone say to fix this mess? I didn’t want to hear the truth. Not from anybody."Arthur... do you want to talk about it?" Eleanor's voice was soft, like she was afraid I'd shatter if she pressed too hard. I shook my head. "Not now." We found a park bench and sat down. The late afternoon heat didn’t help; my shirt clung to me, soaked with sweat from everything that had just happened
Few hours Later.Eleanor.“We’re not going to the cafeteria?!” I asked as we walked into the elevator and he pressed on the ground floor, he slowly turned to me and shook his head slowly.“Ofcourse not,”“I’m treating my baby, to the best cheese in town,” he said to me, my face lit up in excitement immediately.“Ouuuuu, as tasty as Paris Comte?!” I asked snuggling closer to him, he turned to look at me and chuckled lightly. “I can’t give you my word on that though,” he said and we shared a laugh, ofcourse American cheese can beat Paris cheese, no matter who makes it. “Also my Dad wanted to meet with us, he said he has something to say,” he added and I nodded slowly with a small oh.“Yeah speaking about your dad, have you seen the accusations going around?! About the company and your mom?!” I said bringing out my phone to show it to him.“No I haven’t, and I really don’t care. I’m used to the rumors. They are not true anyway.” He said, I paused and slowly slipped the phone back in my
Eleanor. Next day. 6:30amMy eyes slowly fluttered open, it took me a while to adjust but immediately I did my gaze fell upon a pair of brown eyes staring down at me. My lips stretched into a shy smile and I slowly raised my hands to cover my face.“How long have you been staring?!” I asked in a mutter as I gently pushed myself up to sit on the bed, “Long enough to know you look extremely cute in your sleep,” he murmured in reply scooting closer to me, I felt literal butterflies in my stomach at his words, he gently raised his hands to my face and tucked my scattered hair carefully behind my ear,“Good Morning Sunshine,” he whispered and placed a small kiss on my forehead.“Good Morning Love,” I murmured in reply with a sweet smile.“Today would definitely be a beautiful day for me, I got to see your face immediately I woke up,” he said, I chuckled lightly as I gently pulled the duvet away from my body and got up.“Stop teasing me Arthur, we have work today let’s get ready,” I mutt
Meanwhile , 6:30pm Eleanor. “Alright then, I’ll take my leave now,” Lydia said to me, I flashed her a small smile and nodded slowly. “And please do the needful,” she whispered, I took my lips into my mouth and nodded slowly.“I’ll try,” I muttered in reply, she passed me one last tight lipped smile before walking out of my office. I exhaled deeply and reclined in my chair. It’s been the three days and Arthur hadn’t spoken to me in these three days, we walked past each other this morning at the entrance and he barely acknowledged my greeting, he seemed to be giving me space, a whole lot of space. He had been doing everything to avoid working together with me and it felt really obvious. I exhaled deeply again, I’ve been doing that a lot recently, I tidied up my work, picked up my bag and headed out. I walked past Arthur’s office, on a second thought I paused and walked back, I placed a small knock on the door before pushing it open and walking in. Immediately he heard my footstep
Three days later … Matilda.“I’ve spoken to Louis,” Camilla began, breaking the silence. We were currently sitting with Carson in his office, it’s been three days after our first discussion and now, based on more developments we have come to restrategize. “He did a thorough job. We have Fred’s financial records, including the transfers to that shell company tied to the mafia. It’s all there.” She continued.Carson stopped pacing and turned to face us, a glint of both relief and worry in his eyes. “That’s good, right? So we can take this to the authorities now? And end this once and for all?!” I shook my head slowly, my fingers tightening around the stack of papers on my lap. “Not yet. We have the proof, yes, but we need to secure a few more pieces before we make any moves. If we present this now without covering our tracks, I have a feeling it wouldn’t give us what we want.”Camilla leaned forward, her gaze serious. “We need to lock everything down. If we go public too soon, Fred
Minutes Later …Eleanor. I sat on the edge of my bed, my knees pulled to my chest as I stared blankly at the wall. My argument with Arthur was still echoing in my head. We had never fought like this before, not so raw and ugly. My heart felt heavy, honestly I thought I should be feeling angry but I was feeling something different, Guilt. He didn’t deserve the things I said to him.Thinking about it now, I said a lot of things I shouldn’t have, I said a lot of things I didn’t mean and I hurt him even when he tried to make things better. I took advantage of my anger and poured out all my frustrations on him, and honestly, I shouldn’t have. I heard a soft knock on my door but didn’t move. The door creaked open a moment later, and my mother walked in. She didn’t say anything at first, just walked in and sat beside me on the bed. The silence between us was thick, but comforting in its own way. She didn’t push, didn’t demand answers, just waited.“Mom,” I finally whispered, my voice bre
Meanwhile. 3:30pm.Arthur. The door creaked open, and Eleanor stepped inside without knocking. She didn’t look at me. She never did every single time since today whenever she comes into my office. Her eyes flickered toward the stack of papers on my desk—the ones related to the project we were supposed to be finishing. She crossed the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor, sharp and unrelenting like her silence.“Sir,” she muttered emphasizing in the sir like she had been doing since morning and it is killing me!“I need you to review the final revisions for the Miss Matilda project. The budget allocations are off by two percent, and she’s asking for an updated timeline by tomorrow,” she said, her voice steady, detached. She didn’t pause, didn’t give me a moment to respond, just pushed a file onto my desk and continued.“Mrs Penelope wants the project done and over with as soon as possible,”“The marketing team’s also waiting for your approval on the ad campaign for the
Next Monday.Matilda. “This way Ma’am,” I flashed her a hearty smile as Mr Jackson Assistant led me to his office. My grip on my bag tightened as she led the way and I followed behind her, I wanted to get everything I came here for done as soon as possible. My first and easiest Target was Fred. I had Camilla draw me up companies that Fred cheated is still manipulating to his own advantage. He makes them sign contracts and then goes against them, just because he knew they needed him to survive. This is the third CEO I was visiting today, his office was more modest office, tucked away in the industrial side of the city. immediately I stepped into the office, he looked up and gently got up to his feet to greet me with a small bow.Jackson Barnes, CEO of a local logistics company. “Matilda, I wish I could help,” he said as soon as we sat down, running a hand through his thinning hair. “But you have no idea what these people are capable of. They’ve already made threats against my