to your seniority as a banker; otherwise, I would have given you a taste of your own medicine as well,” Anna retorted. Upon hearing this, Ethan seized her arm tightly, his frustration mounting as he shouted, “Oh, just try me and see! I dare you!” “Ethan, let go; you are hurting me!” Anna screamed. Ethan then released her arm, pushed her aside, and walked away. Anna swiftly went to report Ethan to the bank manager. “Sir, I experienced a minor issue with one of our cleaners, Angela, and for some reason, Ethan confronted me,” Anna reported. “Is that so? What transpired that led to your altercation with Angela this morning?” the bank manager inquired. “Well, she accidentally spilled dirt on me and failed to apologise,” Anna explained. “Indeed, and what action did you take when you realised she would not apologise?” the bank manager questioned. “I yelled at her,” Anna admitted. “And while you were yelling at her, did she respond in any way?” the bank manager probed. “Not at all,
maturity. Therefore, relax; you have accomplished the most significant task, which is to confront Anna. Moreover, the entire staff is opposed to Anna for her disrespectful behaviour towards Angela," Steven clarified. Ethan took a deep breath and smiled. "Thank you." As Steven and Ethan continued their conversation, Steven felt pleased with their camaraderie, as he was eager to set his plans in motion. However, he recognised that acting hastily could render him the prime suspect, so he decided to heed his sister's advice and proceed with caution. After finishing work, Ethan returned home and found Angela asleep. "It appears she has been crying," Ethan remarked softly. He gently kissed her, causing her to awaken and embrace him. "Welcome home, my love," Angela said. "Thank you, my love. How are you this evening?" Ethan inquired. "I am well. I was lost in thought and then fell asleep," Angela replied. "Hmm, I trust you were not crying?" Ethan quickly asked. "Not at al
about the source of his happiness. “I have been observing you for some time and felt compelled to ask what the secret is,” Steven requested. “What secret?” Ethan asked quickly. “The secret to your happiness,” Steven replied. Ethan felt compelled to fabricate a response, aware that Steven disapproved of Angela and their relationship. “Oh, that? It is nothing; I am simply feeling grateful for life,” Ethan lied. “By the way, it has been a month since I last saw your girlfriend Angela after that incident; has she stopped working?” Steven asked. “Haha, she has resigned and is now employed elsewhere,” Ethan laughed and replied. “Alright, I see you are on your computer this afternoon,” Steven remarked. “Yes, I am. Would you like to assist me?” Ethan inquired. “That would be wonderful,” Steven responded enthusiastically. Steven aided him for the third time, and although his eyes remained on Ethan, he had grown accustomed to Steven’s assistance, which alleviated his stress. Wheneve
And why are you seated in this exquisite designer boutique?" Cynthia asked, her curiosity piqued. "Haha! Calm down, my dear friend. I will address all your inquiries, but first, please take a seat," Angela replied with laughter. "Alright, but please begin speaking, as I am eager to learn about this surprise," Cynthia insisted. "Of course. May I offer you a drink?" Angela inquired. "I shall not consume anything until you reveal this surprise," Cynthia insisted. "Very well, I will respond to your questions. First and foremost, I am not engaged; the surprise I referred to on the phone is that this beautiful designer boutique, as you described it, is mine," Angela explained with a smile. Cynthia could scarcely believe her ears and was taken aback. She asked, "Oh my goodness! Are you saying that this stunning designer boutique I admired upon entering belongs to you?" "Yes, that is precisely what I just declared," Angela joyfully confirmed. Cynthia was filled with curiosity, as if s
such an idea? You know me far too well to make such assumptions," Angela replied. "Well, all I am saying is that you have changed. Ever since you began dating Ethan, you have become different and less accessible. What do you expect me to think? Have you forgotten the saying, 'how you dress is how you are addressed'? You have changed, so I momentarily overlooked the fact that I know you so well," Cynthia explained. "Hmm, well, I cannot move in with a man who is not yet my husband. Moreover, it does not sound appealing, and Ethan would not permit me to move in with him; he prefers that I visit for two or three days and then leave. He has previously stated that he would not deny me my independence by keeping me confined in his home without marriage," Angela clarified. "You made a statement that piqued my interest, and I would like to pose a question," Cynthia said. "Very well, I am listening," Angela encouraged. "You mentioned that he prefers you to stay for two or three days a
"It is quite alright; as I mentioned previously, it is part of my job. Now, let us proceed so that I can retrieve it for you," Angela insisted. Martin followed her, and she retrieved the T-shirt, handing it to him. "Thank you very much. By the way, my name is Martin; what is yours?" Martin introduced himself. "My name is not of great importance, as you can see," Angela replied curtly. "Haha, very amusing. I merely wished to thank you by addressing you by your name. I come in peace and mean no harm," Martin chuckled, appealing for her understanding. "Very well, my name is Angela, although I prefer not to disclose it often," Angela admitted. "What a lovely name for a beautiful lady. In any case, thank you once again, Angela; I truly appreciate it," Martin expressed his gratitude. "You are welcome," Angela responded. "Here is the remaining balance for the T-shirt. I must commend you on the uniqueness and quality of your clothing. A friend referred me to your boutique; please cont
thus he would help retrieve the inhaler. Indeed, Steven's plan was succeeding, as Ethan hurried to his office, leaving him alone. As soon as Ethan departed, Steven swiftly rose and hacked into Ethan's computer before returning to his original position, feigning a near-fainting state. When Ethan returned, he handed Steven the inhaler, which Steven pretended to inhale. "What took you so long? I nearly lost consciousness," Steven remarked. "I could not locate the inhaler in your bag, so I had to search your office and eventually found it in your desk," Ethan explained. Upon entering his office that morning, Steven had deliberately removed the inhaler from his bag and placed it inside his desk. He had misled Ethan by telling him it was in his bag, as part of his plan to delay Ethan slightly, knowing that he would not return without the inhaler. His satisfaction lay in the fact that he had successfully hacked into Ethan's computer. "Oh, perhaps I inadvertently left it at home; however
“Alright, what kind of illness did you pretend to have?” Susan inquired, anxiously biting her nails. “Guess!” Steven exclaimed. “Oh, I cannot guess, as there are numerous ailments that could frighten someone,” Susan responded. “Come on, darling, give it a try,” Steven encouraged. Susan rolled her eyes and exclaimed, “Oh! Just tell me already!” “Very well, while there are indeed several maladies that could induce fear, I determined that the most effective illness to frighten Ethan at that moment was asthma,” Steven explained. He then narrated to Susan how he feigned his illness and persuaded Ethan to rush to his office to retrieve his inhaler, which led to his successful and swift hacking of Ethan’s computer. “Wow, that was an excellent plan you executed, and I am relieved you were not caught while hacking,” Susan complimented. “Yes, I had it all meticulously planned as well,” Steven replied. Susan exhaled and said, “Hmm, please tell me more.” “I knew he would not return to h
to take naps regularly, as you require it now more than ever. You have noticeably lost weight," Alfie suggested.Ethan's expression grew somber as he replied, "Alfie, how can I possibly relax when my peers are out there striving? I cannot reconcile the fact that I have nothing to contribute; I feel utterly useless at this moment.""Hmm, Ethan, it is essential that you practice self-compassion. You have previously conveyed to me that life is filled with challenges, and you have also encouraged me to persevere regardless of the circumstances I encounter. I have heeded your counsel and am currently in a better place, so let go of the past and concentrate on your future. I firmly believe that God has significant plans for you," Alfie advised.Ethan nodded and inhaled deeply.Alfie then discreetly signalled to Angela, who approached Ethan to offer her guidance."My dear, it is imperative that you take it easy on yourself; your life does not culminate here. Let the past remain in the past,
as I was not vigilant and ignored your advice about exercising caution with Steven. Look at the situation it has led me to; had I known is the brother of Mr. Late," Ethan lamented. "Calm down, my love. Such is life, and you cannot alter what has already transpired; rather, you must learn from it and exercise caution in the future. Alfie was indeed correct in his note when he stated that you require rest and a soothing massage. So, lie down and allow me to massage you; by the time I finish, you will feel much better," Angela instructed. Ethan smiled, and as Angela began to massage him, he soon drifted off to sleep. Ethan slumbered soundly until evening, remaining asleep when Alfie returned. "Indeed, he must have received an exceptional massage from my massage team," Alfie remarked to himself, before gently patting Ethan, which roused him from his slumber. "Woah, Alfie, you're back! Welcome," Ethan exclaimed. "Yes, I have returned. Thank you," Alfie expressed his gratitude. "When
Although Steven anticipated the bank manager's regret, he was taken aback by his admission. The unexpected display of contrition brought him a sense of satisfaction, prompting him to say, "Thank you very much, sir; I truly appreciate it." "Is there anything else you wish to discuss?" the bank manager inquires. "Absolutely not, sir," Steven replies. "In that case, you may take your leave," the bank manager instructs. Steven exits the bank manager's office with a smile. "Hmm, did he just express guilt? How intriguing; he possesses a heart, yet he remains unwilling to promote me. We shall see how this unfolds," Steven muses to himself. Conversely, the massage team arrived, it consisted of one female and one male member. Regrettably, only the female, Cassandra, attended, and she knocked on the door. "Knock! knock!" Cassandra announced. "Yes, who is it?" Ethan inquired. "My name is Cassandra, and I am here to provide a massage for Sir Ethan," Cassandra replied. "Oh, it i
deserved more than just an insult,” Alfie recounted. “I suspected as much; given her response to me, I could tell she had bad manners. I was beginning to wonder how you became involved with such an ill-mannered individual without anyone, including me, your best friend, being aware of it,” Ethan stated. “I have repeatedly asked her to keep her distance from me, yet I have no idea why she continues to stalk me. Well, I am grateful you did not disclose my whereabouts to her. By the way, did you eventually visit Harper's place?” Alfie inquired. “No, I did not feel well enough to go out again, so I opted to rest. However, I will make that trip tomorrow after you have gone to work,” Ethan declared. “Very well, thank you. I shall see you later. I must quickly have my lunch so that I can rest, as I have had a particularly exhausting day at work,” Alfie remarked while eating. Ethan spent the night contemplating why the woman named Vera had regarded him with such disdain, as if he were des
to divulge his secret to facilitate your promotion?" "I genuinely do not know, but I will continue to press the matter; I am not one to give up easily," Steven replied. "It will be alright," Susan reassured him. Meanwhile, Ethan reflected, "So, after all that Steven has put me through, he still has the audacity to call and inquire about my promotion secrets, expecting me to assist in his promotions." Ethan then went downstairs and informed Alfie that Steven had once again contacted him regarding any secrets pertaining to his promotion. "Why does he persist in posing such absurd questions to you?" Alfie asked. "Honestly, I have no idea what leads him to believe I possess any secret. This marks the second time he has asked such an infuriating question," Ethan replied. "Are you certain he is managing well at work?" Alfie inquired. "Not particularly. He mentioned encountering difficulties with the bank manager, as the manager promoted a junior colleague in his stead. He confronted
Steven remained silent, his breathing heavy. He clenched his jaw and restrained his right hand with his left, suppressing the urge to strike the manager, as he was overwhelmed with the desire to confront him physically. "Leave my office this instant, before I lose my temper. I do not wish to continue this conversation," the bank manager insisted. Taking a deep breath, Steven departed from the bank manager's office, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips. "Let us see how he copes with the knowledge that he unjustly sacked an innocent individual without conducting a thorough investigation, all in the name of preventing a loss of business. Foolish manager," Steven reflected to himself. Upon returning to his office, he pondered, "I cannot comprehend the situation; it has been three months since Ethan was sacked, and I remain in my previous position, while someone less deserving has been promoted. Despite the bank manager's animosity towards me, I must still convince Ethan to reveal h
that your girlfriend Angela confided in you about her spy,” Harper elucidated.“What are you suggesting?” Ethan asked.“Please do not misunderstand me; I am merely suggesting that the individual responsible for that video of you and Jessica is acquainted with both your girlfriend Angela and Jessica,” Harper reasoned.“Remarkable,” Ethan replied.“It could be anyone or one of her friends; perhaps she was attempting to cover for her, which is why she claimed to have hired someone to spy on you,” Harper hypothesised.“I find myself at a loss for words,” Ethan admitted.“I understand; you ought to be. I was equally speechless the day I realised that Mirabel/Jessica, or whatever name she chooses to use, was not genuine. Thankfully, you did not succumb to her deceptions,” Harper expressed.“What else do you know about her?” Ethan inquired.“Rumours suggest that people employ her to carry out illicit activities for a fee,” Harper stated.Alfie interjected, “Forgive me, but why do you still h
a potential partner. I have nothing of substance to offer her," Ethan explained. Alfie then cleared his throat and stated, "To be candid, Ethan, I concur with your perspective. A relationship devoid of financial stability is likely to wither over time, unless one's partner possesses a deep-seated belief in them and a strong conviction that they will eventually recover." "Regardless, as I mentioned earlier, I do not trust her, and I am uncertain who sent her my way; thus, I shall refrain from pursuing any relationship with her," Ethan declared. During their conversation, Harper was absentmindedly stroking his beard before interjecting, "Ethan, this Jessica took you to her apartment, did she not?" "Yes, she did. I mentioned that earlier, but why do you ask?" Ethan retorted. "What was her apartment like?" Harper inquired further. "Her apartment was truly stunning and filled with many luxurious items. At a certain point, I felt overwhelmed by its opulence, yet I had to leave," Ethan
not yet aware that I have discovered he was the one who framed me,” Ethan replied. Alfie appeared perplexed. “I am not clear on this; have you ever been kidnapped?” Alfie questioned. “Haha, no, that is not what I meant. What I intended to convey is that her narrative mirrored mine in terms of being framed. She recounted her story in such a way as to persuade me to reveal that I had identified who framed me, but I did not succumb to her ploy,” Ethan chuckled as he explained. “It is prudent to exercise caution in your interactions with others, as you cannot be certain who may be opposed to you or who might be plotting something sinister,” Alfie advised. “Certainly, since I uncovered the identity of my adversary, I have been exceedingly wary of how I engage with others,” Ethan acknowledged. “That is wise. By the way, have you heard from Harper since his last visit?” Alfie inquired. “Not particularly. I intend to call him later or perhaps visit him around noon,” Ethan replied. As