INTERVIEW “What is the issue, Celine? Why was your voice in disarray?” Evelyn's concerned voice surged. “I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt, so I had to skip work just to come over.” Her gaze narrowed at my broken body.I held her wrist and sobbed even more. “How could life be this cruel to me? Why am I always the tool? Why do they always break my heart, leaving it in shambles after planting love in it?” I yelled in frustration, gripping her hand tightly.“Calm down, Celine, whatever the case may be,” she expressed, tapping my shoulders and tucking my hair behind my ears. She lifted her hands toward my face, cupping it. “Celine, calm down,” she repeated, her gaze locked on mine.She leaned forward into an embrace, tapping my back with one hand and stroking my hair with the other.I managed to calm down after moments of outburst and hurt. Evelyn helped me off the floor, and I sat on the bed. She scanned my expression in bewilderment; I could sense the worry in her heart.“Can you
Uncertainty Harry's POV Why can't I figure out where this mixed feeling is seething from? A feeling of uncertainty—ridiculous. All my time in this group has led them through countless dealings, each proving productive with our prey either subjected or taken off the surface of the earth. Why, then, is there an exception in my heart about this particular mission? I paced back and forth in my office, deep in contemplation, wringing my hands and reaching for pointless admiration. My heart wandered like a wounded lion. My lips wobbled, and my gaze was fixed on the desk. I spotted a file unattended, flipping it open and scanning through its contents. My brows furrowed with every passing minute. “Why is this still on the desk when I distinctly recall telling Mag to take up the deal.” I thought. I couldn't hold back, my face contorted in fury. I reached for the telecom and dialed in a jiffy. "Come see me now." "Sir," her voice surged a few seconds later. I raised my brows and scow
Futile execution Harry’s pov He lost track of the road but swiftly directed the steering, almost landing on the side track where there was a barricade. I noticed his hands trembling, but his eyes were fixed on the road. "Who could be tracking us?" I asked, almost subconsciously, my gaze fixed on the rearview mirror. I could barely see through, but I observed it was a black limousine. The car sped up even more, and every passing minute felt like hell, a mixed feeling of uncertainty spreading across my spine. Never had I been in such a situation before. Everything always worked as planned, but this time, it was different. Soon, the car halted, and I narrowed my eyes at Louis, curiosity in my tone. "Why the stop?" My gaze was fixed on his reflection in the rearview mirror. "Boss, I lost track of the car," he uttered under his breath. I gasped, letting out a sigh of relief. What was uncertain was who the heck was tracking us. A flicker of annoyance crossed my face when my t
Why Harry!Celine's POVHe remained silent, nodding his head and repeatedly glaring at the file before him. I couldn't figure out what was going through his mind; his expression was unreadable. The air in the room suddenly became tense despite the air conditioning, and I became uncomfortable almost instantly.I had prayed and longed for this job, but as the pressure mounted, the urge to excuse myself and catch my breath surged. I needed fresh air, away from his annoying and stern presence. Just as I was about to say something, he raised his brows, and our gazes locked. I suspected he must have sensed my sudden change in expression. I subconsciously looked down, avoiding his arrogant, domineering, piercing grey eyes.I sensed he was scrutinizing my expression because I could see him in my peripheral view."Most times, I marvel at the class of people who randomly choose names," he said, his words laced with fury and disgust. I couldn't comprehend his sentence—random names? I couldn’t st
The CEOCeline’s povI tried hiding away so he wouldn't see my bulge, but it was already too late. The purse in my hands dropped when my gaze locked with his. The intimacy they shared was evident. My lips parted in disbelief, and I wished the earth would open up so I could hide my face. She was practically the reason Harry divorced me, I thought to myself. How could I have forgotten the face of that woman I despised so much just a few months ago? The one reason my life was left in shambles, forcing me to start all over again. At that moment, I felt the hurt all over again. Pain and bitterness surged in my heart. This was the second time I had seen Harry since our divorce. The first time was at the suite when he confronted Jack, and now at the mall with her, his arms wrapped around her waist.I felt a stab in my chest as I watched them approach. At first, a frown creased his face upon meeting my gaze, a look of disgust on his features as his eyes fixed on my bulge, but the frown quickl
The ringCeline’s pov"The ring with a tiger statue?" I snapped out almost quickly. It resembled one I had seen in the past. The boss wore that exact ring on his slender finger, and it caught me off guard. That ring had a significant similarity to one I couldn't quite place. My thoughts raced.I leaned forward to get a closer look at the ring, to ascertain my suspicion, but this time my effort proved futile. He had his hands buried, making it impossible to get a glance. His expression remained stern, hidden behind the tinted black glasses that covered almost half of his face."Ahh, what a personality!" I sighed in frustration after fruitless attempts to take a second glance at the ring. My thoughts clouded, and my heart pounded.A few minutes later, the director came out and signaled i take the files back to the office. I waited a bit to get the precise instruction, and when it was clear, a feeling of excitement crept into my heart. I let out a sigh of relief, jolting out of the hall
Pressure Harry's POVIt was just a day until Derick's birthday, and I was determined to make it memorable for him. After that day at the hospital, my love for my family grew, and I promised myself to always put them first, spending quality time with them whenever possible. I couldn't bear the thought of losing my son and beloved wife. When Louis drove back to the hospital, my heart halted momentarily. It dawned on me that I might not survive a single day if anything happened to my family.Whoever was after me might also be after my family, and I had to ensure their safety. I employed more security in the mansion to protect them when I was out of the house. As for Jack, I was determined to put him in his rightful place, but first, I had to ensure no harm came to my family. They weren't meant to be dragged into my mess and dealings. It was my battle to fight, not theirs. But the saying that "when two elephants fight, the grass suffers" surged in my heart. I refused to let that be true
DiscoveryCeline’s POVThere was a tendency that I was over-calculating and overthinking. A mixed feeling of doubt and uncertainty struck my heart. It could possibly be a coincidence or a mix-up. The man in the picture was a little lighter in complexion than the boss himself. My thoughts were clouding, and my head kept calculating.“Oh Celine, snap out of it; you need rest now,” I whispered to myself, feeling weighed down by deep thoughts and unnecessarily stressing myself.I managed to freshen up, had a little to eat, and then retired to bed. However, the scene kept playing in my mind, rendering me almost broken and fazed. I drifted off to sleep, unaware that I had my hands on the picture scattered on the bed. It felt like being in the middle of the ocean with no hope of escape, just stuck. I was caged in my thoughts but needed clarity. Even if he was Williams Wood, he didn’t seem to be an easygoing person. “There, I have a problem,” I thought to myself. How do I convince him to acce