In a large meeting room, John ss having an official meeting with the director of finance of his company, Mr. Gabriel, and some other relevant staff of the same the department."I don't think we can last longer with the rate of the company loss. We will soon be facing bankruptcy. We ought to cut our losses now and close before we turn red, or we can choose to find some work to do that could be our lifesaver, bring us back in the green immediately." One of the staff, who happens to be a female, blurts out during the presentation. The company hasn't been doing well lately, and it has got the staff worried as they keep anticipating better results, but they have got nothing. Even now, those in the finances know fully well that at the rate they are going, there, soon, won’t be enough to pay the hardworking staff.Mr Gabriel also chips in. "We have been waiting for the contract with the Campbell hospital since it is our only hope right now but it seems like nothing..."John cuts him off bef
Daisy returns home after her embarrassing pre-lunch with Arthur earlier, her mood completely smashed against a rock, her thoughts still tangled in the events that had followed her final intense conversation with Arthur. The restaurant's customers glancing in their way every time Arthur laughed, their curious laughter echoing back in her ears as she thinks of it, and worst of all, Arthur's mocking tone haunts her as she steps through the front door of her own house."Argh!” She groans the same way she had done in the morning. “He has been acting like an evil spirit ever since that bitch occupied his mind and time!" Daisy seethes as she enters the living room, which seems oddly too quiet, and that gets her a bit confused.When she finds the silence unusual, she becomes curious. Quinn!” She yells, her voice sharp, slicing through the firm silence. By this time, Quinn is just getting back from school and sits in front of the television to watch the daily run of a kdrama that is currently
It's getting pretty late at night, and Quin hasn't returned home yet, which has got Daisy pacing around the living room."Where is this girl for goodness sake?" Daisy asks no one in particular as she keeps dialing Quinn's number but it is out of reach.The clock on the wall ticks steadily, each second echoing in the quiet house and only making Daisy more frantic as it reminds her that time keeps moving. She is more than worried. Her frustration increases after every failed call Quinn several times.“Come on, Quinn. Where are you?” She mutters under her breath, feeling a knot of worry tighten in her stomach. She just is not feeling comfortable. Something about a mother’s guts.Just then, the door makes a sound as it creaks open, and Daisy moves her head swiftly in that direction, almost giving herself a whiplash. "Quinn? Is that you?" She inquires as she walks to the hallway to verify who the person is.However, she is slightly disappointed and a bit hopeful when John walks in.“Daisy
The fluorescent shines softly above the conference room, casting its white bright lights over the table where the finance team are seated, headed by their director, Kevin, and equally, every important member and official that is always present at the bi monthly business meeting of the Worth Corporation. Bethany adjusts her glasses with a warm gaze, the tension in the air, though, is intense. Across the table, Kevin Fitzpatrick sits with his arms crossed, an expression of disdain etched on his face, disdain and a look of triumph. “Thank you all for being here today, especially each and every one of who gave presentations on the amount spent and amounts that come in and all of those…” Bethany begins, her voice steady despite the knot of excitement in her stomach. “As you know, we’ve been evaluating our current auditing services, and I believe it’s time to make some changes. So far, one thing I noticed in the well presented slides shown earlier is that ever since Unique became our audit
‘You know what, Jade?”“What ma’am?”"I have made my decision and there is no going back on my words. With my authority in this company, fire Kevin and his fellow dubious colleagues. They must serve as an example to others who might have the same intention. This company isn't for embezzlement or t show who is boss between another, fire them all.""Huh?" Jade is taken aback and for the first time, Jade shows an expression that is not been submissive. In her defense, this is the first time Bethany is making such a decision and it seems like she means it. "Are you sure ma'am?“ She asks, wanting to be sure she heard it all right.“Yes. I needed to know who stood with Kevin and who didn’t. the meeting today was just to rile them up and let them show their true colors. Happy it worked. You saw them all as they walked out, openly showing that they obey no one. This is about more than just power play now, it’s about loyalty and integrity and those people have neither. I’ll not tolerate insubo
She stands in front of the building, her hands behind her back in a stiff stance, looking at her new workplace.Having returned back to the city over a week ago, she had been asked to take the week off and today is her official first day at work.Open Eyed Security Company, OESC.A company known for its good bodyguards and men who know their boundaries, fit to be dispatched to anyone anywhere and at any time. Chara walks in through the double doors.“Miss Worth, Mr. Henderson has asked you to see him as soon as you resume for work.”Chara nods and takes the elevator to his office.Her direct boss in the company, Henerson sits behind his chair, his eyes drawn to something he keeps staring at and occasionally tapping on his computer. His secretary gives her the go ahead to proceed into the office to see him since he has been expecting her anyway.Chara knocks twice before opening the door.He raises his eyes to see her and the creased eyebrows straighten. “Madam Worth, lovely to meet yo
Some minutes before the press conference, Mason leans back in his office chair. He had been having a conversation with John's rival and it seems it will take forever before it can be finalized. For unknown reasons, he is feeling skeptical about the conference as if something is going to happen. Knowing what he is doing, it’s a justifiable feeling, but he would rather have someone else take care of it than himself.Calling Mark, his assistant. "Are you sure the officers are here? I'm having some weird feelings about the conference.""Of course, there are eleven in total. As far as I was informed, they have arrived already." Mark responds, sounding all professional.Mason sighs, not out of relief but out of complicated feelings. At least eleven officers are more than enough for the conference but he still didn't have any good feelings about it.John Worth is a scumbag. He could do something large scale just so he could get the contract. Until the contract is signed, he fears this feelin
Mason later focuses on the conference but his inner mind is totally fixed on that woman so badly. How can she show up in front of him?"So, contrary to some spread out rumors about which company will be getting the contract, I don’t know the source of the rumor most especially since the decision about the contract had never been finalized until just yesterday, funnily enough, it will be awarded to the rival to the supposed entitled company. " As soon as Mason finishes talking, there is murmuring among the reporters, but he pretty much does not care.The room buzzes with the flashing of cameras and the murmurs of reporters eager to capture the moment.At that moment, as he penned down his signature with a triumphant laugh of revenge, his gaze flickers over to where Chara stood by the entrance. He is expecting a shocked expression from her, but her side profile is calm, meaning she isn't bothered by the announcement.Technically, John Worth is her brother I law, how could she not care?
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,