In less than 30 minutes, Melanie and Caleb arrive at Kalinin’s house, and Melanie runs down from Caleb’s Rolls Royce into the house to start putting together her documents, forgetting that she didn’t ask Caleb to come into the house.
Melanie doesn’t inform her sister about what drove her to run home and start gathering her documents immediately, but Kalinin patiently waits for her sister to be done with what she is doing Since she knows that if Melanie doesn’t finish up what she needs to do, she won’t tell her anything. Since Caleb wasn’t invited into the house, he didn’t bother going inside, he just stayed outside to make a few calls. Firstly, he makes calls to arrange his jet and notifies his preferred pilot to be ready in 30 minutes to fly him to Pearl Coast. Next, he puts a call through to Alistair to tell him about how his date went and also to tell him about the recent development. It took a lot of cajoling for him to be able to guarantee that Alistair would oversee the commencement of the project with the Saint Clair”S because Alistair doesn’t like to be involved in making important decisions for the company even though they are business partners but he eventually agrees after Caleb promises him that he will get to use his yacht for a month if he handles everything properly. “Alex showed up at Bistro Bliss, and I couldn’t reach Shirley so I suspect that Alex had her under duress for her to reveal my location and I need to find Shirley in Pearl Coast because if Alex does anything to her, I won’t be able to forgive myself” Once Melanie is done packing up, she describes everything that transpired her sister, leaving out the extraneous details. “Have you booked your flight?” “Do you need extra money to get on your journey?” “Will you go along with my credit card?” Kalinin bombards Melanie with questions. “No sis…I have enough money, moreso Caleb will be dropping me off at Pearl Coast with his private jet,” she informs her sister. “He has a private jet?” Kalinin gapes and then Melanie immediately recalls that she left Caleb outside. “I know that you want the full gist but I don’t even have the full gist yet so you will have to wait till I come back because I need to also get that gist from Caleb but… I have to go now” she tells Kali as she runs towards the door. “I will be back before you know it, sis, I just need to make sure that Shirley is alright,” Melanie says as she goes back to hug her sister firmly, throwing her duffel bag on the floor. “Be careful, Mel, and keep me posted.” Kali’s look remains troubled, but she is trying to be supportive of her sister's decision. Melanie picks up her bag and joins Caleb outdoors. The cool twilight air greets her as she slips into the passenger seat of Caleb’s Rolls Royce. “Ready?” Caleb asks, starting the engine and Melanie nods, her mind still on Shirley. They continue their journey into the estate that Caleb stays in, and Caleb stops his car in front of a lovely mansion, tucked in a tranquil region. “I’ll just grab my documents,” Caleb says as he gets out of the car and Melanie agrees, watching as He retreats into his house. The break provides Melanie a minute to collect her thoughts. She checked her phone for any updates from Shirley, but there was nothing. After a moment, Caleb returns, his documents and his mini traveling in handbag and he slides back into the driver's seat. "All set." He lets out, heaving a sigh of ecstasy. “Where is our next stop?” Melanie inquires because she has never been on a private plane before, so she honestly doesn’t know what to anticipate. “Our next stop will be my office building,” "Why are we going to your office?" Melanie questions, “If you stick around long enough, you will find out,” he says and Melanie casts him a skeptical glance before relaxing into the drive. After driving for a while, they arrive at The Beats but Caleb keeps on moving before he stops in front of the office he poured her coffee the other night and he helps her get her duffel bag and his traveling bag out of the car. “Why are you getting the bags out when it is not like we are traveling from here” Melanie mumbles but Caleb sends her a glare that sort of attests to the fact that they are traveling from there. “Are you trying to tell me that this towering skyscraper has a rooftop heliport?” Melanie asks him dumfounded. “You don’t just have a private jet, you have a heliport on your rooftop,” Melanie lets out, shocked and Caleb smiles. "Convenience is key in my line of work." He answers her, winking at her. “If becoming a club owner caters to all of your needs, then I need to sign out of being a beautician and just learn from you," she says to Caleb. “I am not just a club owner, I have other businesses that I am doing” he clarifies. “What other businesses do you do?” Melanie tosses the inquiry at him impatiently. “If you stick around long enough, you will find out” He refuses to answer her as he brings her inside. In no time, they reach the rooftop heliport where the sleek aircraft waits, its blades whirring to life. Caleb guides Melanie in, and they settle down as they soar up into the starry sky.Melanie experiences a mixture of emotions: fear for Shirley, thanks for Caleb's support, and admiration at the breathtaking view as the chopper rises away from Orion, leaving the city lights behind. As the chopper soars over the coast, Melanie's anxiousness resurfaces and Shirley’s immobility weighs heavily on Melanie’s thoughts. Caleb feels her tension and pours two glasses from the helicopter's mini-bar. "Here, drink this. It'll relieve your worries." Melanie hesitates, typically denying the alcohol because she doesn't like what it tastes like, but tonight, her fear overwhelms her reservations, so she accepts the glass, adoring the amber nectar. The rich, creamy flavor astonishes her and Caleb smiles, encouraging her to drink more. "It's my secret reserve, aged whiskey,” Caleb explains to Melanie and she takes another sip, feeling the warmth rise across her chest. As the chopper experiences turbulence, she downs the rest of the glass. Caleb refiles her glass, concern written on
“What do you mean by ‘this changes things’?” Alex asks Ryan confused, as he starts walking towards his mom’s office because he would rather have that conversation in person than on the phone. “That is because it changes a lot of things” Ryan emphasizes with his eyes darting back and forth in his mom's office, but he doesn't necessarily explain himself. “Can you explain and stop confusing me?” Alex snaps at Ryan because he has had enough of his dribbling. “You never mentioned your fiancée’s name to me and now I started crushing on your fiancée…both of us are even like best friends now,” Ryan confesses to Alex. “What do you mean that you are crushing on my fiancée?” Alex asks him visibly offended as he practically sprints toward Karen’s office“Before you called me and explained the situation in an obvious way, I didn’t know that she was your fiancée and that is because you never showed me any pictures of her nor told me her name even though I asked you for it on countless occasion
Ryan drives for a few minutes because of how close Kalinin’s estate is to Bistro Bills and in no time, he pulls over in front of Kalinin’s beautiful house. He knocks on the door even though it is quite late and he doesn't like visiting people this late, but the situation is different…it is Melanie who is involved here. He rings the doorbell for a while before Kalinin steps out with her hair disheveled, slightly tangled and messy, her sleep-flushed cheeks with a hint of warmth, her eyes slightly puffy with a sleepy gaze in a tank top and baggy sweat pants. “This can't be Melanie, it has to be Kalinin because what time did she get home that she is already sleeping?” Ryan jumps to conclusions as he eyes the lady in front of him from head to toe. “Good evening ma'am…I am Ryan, Mel’s friend” he introduces. “I know you” Kalinin answers him curtly because she is really tired after the day's activities and she just wants to get back to the comfort of her bed. “Sorry to disturb you
Melanie slowly opens her eyes, lethargically taking in her surroundings, and she is met with the sight of Caleb’s chiseled features, his eyes gazing softly at her. They’re in a luxurious hotel room, the morning sun filtering through the curtains and she thinks back to the list place she was the last night and it was inside Caleb's private jet, so her expression changes from relaxation to discomfort as memories of their intense night flood back. She tries to sit up so that she can figure out her next move but Caleb’s arm wraps around her, holding her close “Good morning, beautiful,” Caleb whispers, his voice husky and Melanie’s cheeks flush awkwardly as she extricates herself from his embrace to sit down upright on the bed because that position is too distracting for her to think straight. “Morning,” She replies curtly, avoiding eye contact. “Regrets?” Caleb asks as he notices her unease and raises an eyebrow. “No time for regrets…we have work to do” Her tone is clipped, dism
Melanie and Caleb stand frozen, their eyes locked in a profound connection. Time seemed to fade away as they delved deeper into each other’s souls. The air is charged with an unspoken understanding, a sense of vulnerability and openness. Caleb’s gaze wanders through Melanie’s chocolate brown eyes, searching for answers to unspoken questions and Melanie in turn, finds herself lost in the golden flecks dancing within Caleb’s irises, like caramel-colored leather. Their face inclines as if drawn by an invisible force, their lips barely an inch apart. The tension between them is palpable, a spark waiting to ignite. “Housekeeping!” unexpectedly, a knock on the door shatters the spell and Melanie’s eyes snap back to reality, while Caleb’s face mirrors her surprise. “Right,” Melanie stammers, taking a step back. “Breakfast.” She remembers, and Caleb clears his throat. “Yeah, we should go,” He says as they reluctantly part ways and Melanie smoothens her hair, attempting to compose hersel
Melanie's hands shake as she pushes open Alex's door after entering her fiancé's passcode. She hadn’t planned on coming here today, but the stress of a prospective pregnancy has forced her to seek consolation in the one person that she feels she can trust. She is ten days overdue for her period, and she is beginning to lose her mind about her mother's likely response. “How is mommy going to respond?” Her stomach knots at the thought. Before taking a pregnancy test, she feels like she should speak with Alex face-to-face so that he can mentally get ready to become a parent if the findings are positive. "Alex?” Melanie yells, "I need to talk to you," She says as she enters, but no one answers. Melanie starts to get nervous since she knows for sure that Alex is at home since his car is parked outside. “How could he be anywhere else?” Her pulse is pounding as she moves from the living area to Alex's bedroom. “What if he reacts badly?” she thinks and She notices them at that p
Once Melanie and Alex split up, Alex enters denial mode that he would rather focus on Melanie's eternal place in the afterlife instead of giving up that she is just gone, period. He is confident that she will come begging for him to return and that he is what she needs so doesn't bother to chase her and he doesn't talk to her for three days at which point he is boiling in hate and disdain. “Where are you?” “Why are you ignoring me?” On the fourth day of their breakup, Melanie reads Alex's text message after Shirley and her neighbors told her about Alex showing up at the house as well as right in front of where she works. Melanie is terrified and she pulls out her phone, texts her twin sister Kalinin about what is happening, in case something does happen to her. Melanie sighs and sets her phone down because Kalinin is a medical doctor, so she might working in the hospital. “How are you, baby girl?” Kalinin replies almost immediately “I am not fine,” Melanie replies, unable to
Melanie takes the next few days pondering if Kalinin asking her to move to Orion is the right decision to make and she would have loved to get a second opinion from someone else but she has been betrayed by friends too many times and now she had cut off all her friends for the sake of her mental health. Melanie hands over her beauty studio to Shirley to manage for the six months that she may likely be away from Pearl Coast and she ties up a few loose ends. Melanie books her flight to Orion and informs the parties involved that she will be in Orion the next day. Melanie did not think saying her goodbye to Shirley was going to be hard because her assistant was the coolest thing that she had to a friend at the moment. The next morning, Melanie ducks out in the early dawn of her last days in Pearl Coast, packing stuff, and saying her final goodbye to her assistant, She then checks in for her six-hour flight to Orion at the airport. She gets a coffee and makes herself comfortable a