I promised you all a full chapter on my Birthday... So here it is ❤️
Happy Birthday and Happy Graduation to Samantha Whyte... And Happy Birthday, (fiduciarily) to all of you guys... (Black Rose, I see you right there...❤️ Please find me on F*, please.) And others, your following is noticed. I love you all, I really do. So... Here's the Chapter. * * * That day, Bethany arranges the paper in front of her, laying them out piece by piece, a calculator on her left hand and a pen on her right as she marks some points over and over again. She finally leans up, sighing and drops her pen. "It's all too damn neat, I need the documents from Jade first before I can determine whatever the problem is here." There is a slight knock on the door and Jade opens the door and walks in. "Ma'am, you have a visitor." Something about Jade's demeanor screams it's not someone that she'd want to see with the whole documents and paper around. "Tell them to wait two minutes, exactly two minutes from now, send him in." Her guts tell her who it is and she's sure she knows who it is. And as Jade nods slightly and heads out, she peeks the back of his head standing a bit away, pacing around. Bethany packs all the documents the same way they had been handed to her and folds it back in her envelope, putting it on the shelf behind her table. As she takes her seat and takes off the glasses, the door opens and Kevin Fitzpatrick waltzes in like it is his own place. Infact, she won't be surprised if he's ever sat in the chair she's currently sitting in. "Good afternoon ma'am. Lovely place you have here." "Mr Fitzpatrick, Come on in." She smiles politely as she motions him to have a chair on the hard ones in front of her table. Oh no, she's deliberately not offering him the couch, he's not that much of a person to her that she would offer him the chair meant for people she wants to relax with. His face clouds but he masks it professionally, sitting down. "I came with regards to the documents you asked for." "Oh yes, what about them?" "I was curious to see if you ever went through them by yourself? And your questions and doubts and any criticism or praise you have about how I run the finances department?" "You know, I have been meaning to call you in about that. I really did look through it and the finances are nothing but flawless. I mean, they are perfect. I haven't seen such perfect accounts in all my life, which of course, is still a short one." She laughs and Kevin does too. What better way to confuse a person than to get all hot and cold on them? Or better still, what better way to throw off a person's balance than to let them think they are safe and secure? Kevin laughs as well. "I'm happy to hear that you love what you read. Since I found out what I came for, I'll be on my way. The account books don't fill themselves up, you know?" He jokes and Bethany chuckles even though it's a pretty dry one. "One more thing before you go, Mr Fitzpatrick. I have just a question." "Sure, I'm ready to answer any questions you might have." He replies cheerily. "It's simple really. Up until two years, we had been using Trust Auditing Firm, but after you came into the picture as the Director of Finance, we switched immediately to Unique Auditing..." Kevin laughs humorlessly even though there is a tiny bead of sweat above his ears. "Ma'am..." "I'm not done yet, Mr Fitzpatrick." Her voice has no humor now and is completely businesslike, almost accusing but she does not want him to get any inkling that she's suspecting him for anything. "Why them? Was no digging done on the company?" "We did our research and did not find anything dirty on them, Trust on the other hand had a scandal that year and we lost trust in them so we had to change immediately." He explains, slightly shakily. "I see. The thing is, I heard some news from a fellow CEO that Unique is filled with thieves so I would just advice you to be careful in your dealings with them. If we can switch back to Trust, that will be beautiful. But for now, please be careful with Unique." Kevin Fitzpatrick visibly relaxes, giving himself away and he does not notice but Bethany has noticed, and she notices quite obviously and well. "We'll do just that ma'am, we'll be very careful in our dealings with them." Few minutes later, Kevin Fitzpatrick walks out the door, a small smirk on his face and as the elevator doors close, he bursts into laughter, thinking he has fooled Bethany. But the person who has the other fooled is Bethany Worth.In his office, Kevin heaves a sigh of relief as he sips on tea. "I can't believe she is that gullible. One would have been worried she might have found a problem where there is none but she did not even sense anything. How much observance does she lack?"His secretary knocks on his door and he turns to her. "Yes?""The miss is here to see you."Kevin smiles and nods, dropping the tea just as the tall black woman saunters into the office, dripping with elegance and such business acumen."Miss Yang, please, have a seat. You're welcome to my office once again." He greets, holding out his hand for an handshake.Ana Yang ignores his outstretched hand and makes right for the chair where she sits in.Kevin laughs awkwardly and walks back to his seat as well."So, to what do I owe this visit?"Ana looks right at Kevin. "To what do you owe this visit? Did you forget our agreement already? You were supposed to pay up for the modification of those documents the day I brought them and now you sti
The plane touched down in the airport and the large television-like thing showed that the plane from Washington DC to New York just landed.One by one, the passengers of the plane begin to show up and they walk to the baggage claim to pick up their bags.Amongst one of the notable women that descend from the airplane is one with long chestnut blonde hair that is as long as her shoulder with a slight curve upward at the tip of it. She has light makeup on but just as small as it is, it accentuates her natural beauty.As she picks up the large suitcase, she looks around, and then takes a deep breath, knowing fully well that she's back to New York, back home.Just then, she sights a man in a one piece suit, holding up a yellow placard that read Chara Worth and then she smiled as she walked towards him. As soon as he sees her, he drops the placard to his side and bows deeply. "Welcome to New York ma'am. Mr Botter is ready to see you."Chara slides over her suitcase to him and he catches i
The next morning, Arthur makes breakfast and brings it up to Bethany in bed. She smiles as she sits up to take it from his hands.He kisses her on the forehead. “Did you have a good night?”“A really good one. I spent it here, with you after all.”Arthur chuckles. “I think you’re getting a little too sweet mouthed with me.”Bethany winks and pouts. “I think I learnt and is still learning from the best of them all.”“I’m not even going to ask who your teacher is.”Bethany chuckles as she digs into the toast, eggs and coffee. “Have you had yours yet?”“Yes, I took a couple slices while I made the eggs. I have to leave early today, can’t afford to still be in the air while my contractors are waiting for me.“At least, you’re not been an uncaring CEO this morning.”Arthur stands up and straightens his suit. “And I think my uncaring is starting to take a toll on you. You seem to get up later and later by day.” She opens her mouth to respond but he beats her to it again, kissing her on the
Bethany had left for work as well and was planning to return home quickly just to surprise Arthur by making dinner ahead. In the late afternoon, after doing some underground dealings with matters relating to the finance department, mostly because she does not want to publicly announce her move just yet, Jade comes in with some documents in her hands. "Ma'am, you need to check these documents, and your signature is needed on a few of them. One even came down from the Hospital. Once you sign it, I will proceed with the other arrangements." Jade drops the documents on her desk, standing back up and waiting for dismissal. Bethany runs her hands through few. “Are they immensely important? Can’t be left till tomorrow? I thought I was going to end today's work a bit earlier, I have to go grocery shopping and a couple other things...” “I can totally do that for you ma’am. Its part of my work as your secretary. I can attend to needs like those while you’re at work. Ill just need the list t
Echoes of laughter and footsteps and other people’s conversation fill the air in the luxurious mall, lined with gold and white wallpapers and different shops with different designs, making the place almost unbearably colorful, and amongst all these throng of people checking out the place, Is no other person than Alexa and her friends as they go shopping as if there is no tomorrow.Technically, Alexa would like to call it retail therapy because it really takes her mind off all of the wrong things happening in her marriage, that is if she can even call it that, its all in shambles at her feet and she’s just watching it, watching as it keeps crumbling, she does not even know if she wants to pick it up and try to make it right…"Oh my goodness! I saw this bag online, and I never imagined that it could be this beautiful," One of Alexa's friends, Zoe, comments as she admires the brand name bag, bringing Alexa out of her deep thoughts.Alexa smiles and responds. "The place is just like peopl
Bethany keeps hitting the steering wheel as she returns home at full speed since her driving skills have improved ever since she stopped being married t that douchebag and is now more confident. She had promised Arthur a lovely dinner, but the day had slipped through her fingers like water, coupled with all the happenings and then Daisy’s visit. She had busy taking care of what needed attention in the company and her heart lurched with guilt.As soon as her car drove into the compound, she bolted out swiftly and heads into the living room, removing her long coat as she walks in, draping it over the chair in the process. Bethany pushed open the door to their bedroom upstairs but there is no sign of Arthur. She had not even stayed outside long enough to check if his car had been parked or not. She feels even more guilty now, knowing that by now, the duo should be sitting for dinner by now.“Arthur?” She calls out, hoping to hear him call her back but she is met by the ticking of the la
Arthur kisses her senseless, ravaging her lips and open skin right there, where all the staff are chuckling at the back but their backs are politely turned to give the couple some privacy. Bethany runs her hands through his hair while the other hand roams around his neck, pulling him closer and closer as though the kisses are trying to separate them instead of otherwise.Outside the restaurant where the couple is having their dinner, and possibly more, the voice becomes louder as the waiters at the door try to restrain the intrusion and refuses to let the intruder in. Bethany looks into Arthur's eyes and asks him, a bit confused since he had rented it out, “Did you invite another person by any chance?" Arthur is just as surprised as she is and shrugs his shoulders. "No, I am not expecting anyone. After all, I only made reservations for both of us. Maybe it's one of the staff that is causing the intrusion or something..."He stops talking when he realizes the gap in his statement. Th
In a modern age kitchen complete with an espresso machine and hot plate with its own microwave oven right beneath it, Daisy can't stop pacing around with only one thought in her mind. She sighs again and again, her mind flashing to the meeting with Bethany the previous day.“That damned woman did not even care to hear all I had to say. She had that useless faraway look in her eyes, telling me to hurry up since she has better and more important things to attend to. She has always been rude anyway.” Daisy mumbles to herself, touching her chin every now and then.Her son, Charles is her biggest worry!Certainly, no mother can ignore when her son is going through emotional backlash just because of a good for nothing lady like Bethany."Aaarghhhh!" Daisy groans, knowing that Charles hasn't been fine for days now. He has been miserable all around, causing more damage to his broken heart. Drinking in uncouth places, using foul language, everything he never was.Worst of all is the last time
That night, as Bethany Worth settles into bed after a long and eventful day, Arthur has gone to get them one extra bottle of wine to celebrate in their room, her phone vibrates on the nightstand. The screen lights up with a call from an unknown number.She frowns slightly, wondering who could be calling this late. After a moment of hesitation, she answers it.“Hello?” Bethany starts cautiously, waiting to hear who the caller is and why.There is a brief pause on the other end before a voice speaks. “Hi, is this Bethany? I’m sorry for calling so late. My name is Melanie Martins. I’m a friend of Quinn.”Melanie.“He had been Melanie’s ex boyfriend…” Quinn had said that.Bethany immediately straightens up in bed, her full attention now on the caller. “Yes, this is Bethany. Quinn gave you my number?”“Yes ma’am, she gave it to me yesterday. I... I know the man who did that to Quinn.” Melanie says immediately, her voice steady but carrying a hint of urgency.Bethany’s heart skips a beat, he
The blaring of the wake up call shattered the entire silence of the barracks, pulling groggy and half asleep soldiers from the depths of their slumber. The sun had yet to rise at all, but a lone orange light casts a soft, pale glow over the training grounds.Groans and heavy sighs filled the air as boots hit the ground, weary bodies slipping into uniforms with mechanical precision. It is what they are programmed to do every morning just before their morning drills and stuffs.Private, Second Class Mason Campbell adjusted his belt and slung his gear over his shoulders.He was only in his second year of mandatory service, but the routine was already second nature to him. As he fell in line with the others, his eyes briefly scanned the faces around him. Some were resigned, some irritated, and others, like him, were simply enduring another day, staring to actually adapt to it.The morning drill commenced under the sharp eyes of the drill sergeants. Orders were barked, and soldiers moved in
Bethany Worth arrives home earlier than usual, a lightness in her step that she hasn’t felt in weeks.The stress and pressure of the past few months has weighed pretty heavily on her shoulders, but after today, after seeing that small glimpse of support amidst the chaos, she feels a spark of joy returning.She drops her keys on the counter and walks straight into the kitchen, deciding that tonight is the night for something special. A lavish dinner for her and Arthur, something indulgent, something that reminds them both of better, simpler times than being splashed on the news every morning, afternoon and night.As she rummages through the fridge and pantry, her mind settles on a dish that will be both comforting and elegant.Coq au Vin.A classic French dish, rich and hearty, but with a refined flavor that she knows Arthur will appreciate. It is as good as going to a five starred restaurant because she can make it even better in her own home.She set to work immediately, chopping onio
John Worth can feel his heart pounding away deep in his chest as he speeds through the crowded streets of Brooklyn.His lawyer, Mark Henson, follows closely behind in another car, and John can’t help but replay the past few days over and over in his mind. Daisy in trouble, Charles's strange phone calls... none of it sits right with him. Now, Daisy is at the police station, and he has to get to the bottom of it, to get her out of there before things spiral out of control.They can’t possibly suspect his wife for murdering that scheming bitch, because she did not.As John parked outside the station, he quickly steps out of the car, the cool afternoon air doing nothing to cool his nerves. Mark walks up beside him after parking his own car, adjusting his tie and giving John a serious look. “You’ve been keeping me in the dark about this, John,” Mark said in a low voice. “What exactly are we walking into?”John clenches his jaw, avoiding the question. “Let’s just get Daisy out of here. We c
Back in the police van, Daisy sat with her hands folded in her lap. The city passed by in a blur through the window, but her mind was somewhere else. She could feel the tension in the air, and despite the detective’s silence, she knows they are ready to pounce with questions the moment they arrived at the station.In hindsight, she did something real stupid, truly.She can’t hide him forever.Her thoughts drift to John and then to Sienna, and to the events that had just spiraled out of control over the past week and few days.How had it all come to this?“Almost there, Mrs. Worth.” Marsh says from the front, breaking her thoughts as he glances at her tensed up body sitting at the back. The eyes looking ahead and yet so far away.Daisy nods, not trusting herself to speak.She stares out the window, the buildings getting taller as they near the city center and the police station gradually comes into view. She isn’t ready for what was about to happen. How could she ever be ready for some
The detectives were waiting for her down there by the lobby as Marsh had said earlier, standing by the entrance. Marsh and Halloway stand with their backs straight, their expressions unreadable as they watch Daisy approach.Though they had not cuffed her for Quinn’s sake, there is not much difference in being cuffed or not when a person is being arrested as a suspect. They won’t tell her arrest but she knows pretty well.Fingerprints are big pieces of evidences.But she did not do it, and somehow, she knows the officer she shares a look with just now knows that fact.Daisy swallows hard, trying desperately to keep her emotions in check.The hospital lobby is as busy as usual, but to her, everything feels muted. Almost like she is walking over to an executioner who will put her head in a guillotine and hack!, her head is gone… the whispers of passing nurses, the shuffling feet of patients walking and being walked is all a blur, drowned out by the loud thudding of her heart. She knew Qui
The interview airs the next day, and the public reaction is immediate.The tabloids lit up with headlines. Such as…“Millicent Fires Back: Claims Bethany Worth Orchestrated Scandal!”“Millicent Atkinson Accuses Bethany of Manipulation, Sabotage and Loss of her Husband!”Social media explodes with reactions, many siding with Millicent, others defending Bethany.But the story has been set in motion, and there is no turning back now.She is now not just a homewrecker or husband thief, she is now a gold digger alongside the many names. People were questioning everything, had Bethany really been behind the viral recording? Was Millicent telling the truth, or was this just another ploy to shift the blame?Then the video from the restaurant comes out, and they all see Bethany playing the recording for everyone to hear.What had been her own instrument of safety has been cleanly turned back around, and the video is now her own sentencing.Back at Arthur and Bethany’s home, the atmosphere is no
She sits on the floor of her room, her phone back in her hands with a new manager. This one seems completely supportive of her new moves after all.She checks up on her Instagram DMs and after checking past all the angry messages left by fans, supportive messages and even cursing, she arrives at the one she had been expecting, one she had been diligently checking for since the whole thing began.An interview invite to one of the biggest show houses in the country. There will be no better place to tell the world her own side of the story.Well, her own new side of the story, since they all seemed to have Bethany’s side alone, she still has the support of many people with her anyway.Three hours later, Millicent Atkinson walks confidently into the brightly lit studio, her expression cool and composed, nothing on her face gives away nothing of how she really feels, she feels elated that soon, the tides will turn on her side again, against that scheming witch.Although, even Millicent wil
Quinn lay there on her hospital bed, staring blankly at the white, partitioned ceiling.It is white and empty just like everything has been for many days now.The room is quiet, and the silence only increases the ache in her chest and the wild voices in her head, the silence only makes them louder and unable to ignore as they yell things into her conscious state.Her tears come softly, silently, rolling down her cheeks as she thinks profusely about everything that had happened. There was no one by her side in that moment and even now, and in this moment, the loneliness hit her even harder than ever.Daisy had gone off somewhere about an hour prior to this minute, Charles only comes by in the mornings and the late evenings and John has never visited since she has been conscious. Something must have happened but no one is telling her anything and it is frustrating enough already.She sniffles, trying in vain to compose herself, not wanting anyone, especially Daisy, to see her like this,