“Of course, of course, I wouldn't want to waste any more of your time already Miss Evan.” Stanley gestured to his secretary to bring the documents over."Then, please allow your secretary outside to allow our people to enter.” Ella remarked looking at Stanley. Earlier when they arrived with their lawyer, the secretary outside of the office had only allowed both Ella and Nathalia to enter the office and asked the lawyer to wait in the other waiting room.“That wouldn't be a problem." Stanley nodded before turning to look at his secretary, beckoning her to tell the other secretary outside the office to allow the lawyer inside the office. A few moments later, they had finished signing the contract deal. Stanley stood up from up from his seat as well as Nathalia. He stretched out his hand forward for a handshake and this time around Nathalia grabbed his hand.“It’s a pleasure to sign a contract with you Miss Evan and have your work with our company once again.” Stanley had a friendly s
When they got outside the office, Nathalia walked directly towards her car while Stanley walked towards his car as well without questioning Nathalia. Since he was the one that knew the restaurant where they would be having their lunch, he drove in front of the highway while Nathalia closely followed behind him. A few minutes later they both arrived at a very classy looking restaurant and were led to a private room that Stanley had requested for since he can't allow a high ranking and famous supermodel as Nathalia to eat at the regular table in the restaurant.********Two hours later, Nathalia walked into the building where she would be taking the photoshoot. She had finished having lunch with Stanley and after having a few conversations with him, she decided to take her leave since she was done with her meal. “You're back." Ella remarked when she saw Nathalia walking into her make-up room. She was sitting on the couch with a white document in her hand. “Mm-hm, I am. I know you mis
“Your nose is still as sharp as a bloodhound, Edwin. But, yes we had smoked oysters as a side dish.” Lawrence replied, taking notice of the surprised expression on the face of the vice president of the Evan Corporation."We? What do you mean by we? Are you saying that my older brother had lunch with you?” Edwin asked, knowing that Damien is very selective and picky about the place that he eats. “Yes, he has lunch with us." Lawrence calmly replied.“Wait, if he had lunch with you then did he take a bite out of the oyster?" Edwin asked again, already reaching for his phone. He asked the question because he knew Damien might not want to tell Lawrence that he didn't like oysters and ate it out of courtesy and respect he had for the old man. “Why are you asking with that expression? “ Lawrence replied gently, staring at Edwin." That arctic cousin doesn't like oysters, most especially smoked oysters.” Edwin muttered. Lawrence leaned forward with a frown on his face. What does this brat
He couldn't wait for the day and time when his parents and their grandfather would lecture Damien for making them wait for him to start his own family. The man was already thirty years old and had yet to bring home any woman to introduce to his family, most especially their grandfather. Now that Edwin thought about it, he remembered seeing a particular headline that was blown up recently. He had been receiving phone calls endlessly from his parents, most especially his mother who was Damien's Aunt she had been calling him nonstop since Damien wasn't picking up their calls.They wanted to confirm if the news we're true or not as they giddily imagined that a grandchild is in the near future. Unfortunately, Edwin didn't know if it was real or notWhen Eva walked out of the Smith Enterprise, she was about to head to where she had parked her car, but a hand suddenly grabbed her. “I'm not taking a cab this time since I've brought my own car, you can let go of my hand.” She turned around, r
She glanced down at Damien's peaceful expression. Her eyes trailed up to his lips to his eyes, where dark circles were heavily visible. She sighed, knowing fully well that it was better to let him sleep than wake him just because she was uncomfortable. She can endure it for a little bit more.The man noticed their intimate position but acted as if he hadn't witnessed anything out of the blue from his boss. The entire car was stuffy and filled with awkward tension, so Eva decided to be the first to break the awkward atmosphere.“You said his insomnia acted up, I still don't understand. Why did he become like this out of nowhere? Shouldn't he take medication for his health?” She curiously asked, thinking back to what the man had said earlier.“Boss is severely having trouble getting any sleep lately, not like he did sleep before. His lack of sleep had been causing him severe headaches and he had been constantly taking medication to lessen the headache since he couldn't sleep for more th
After wasting so much of her remaining energy, Eva became extremely tired. She took notice of the couch placed on the opposite side of the black, and lifeless room.Eva weakly dragged her legs, she walked slowly to it and the second she sat down, she felt her entire body grow completely weak and she slowly felt her consciousness slip out of her body.“Resting for a few moments wouldn't hurt." Eva tiredly muttered to herself.Soon, she found herself lying on the couch comfortably and curling into a ball. In a matter of minutes, she was completely asleep. ********Damien woke up in the middle of the night as he normally does. He sat up on the bed and ran a tired hand through his black silky hair before realizing his situation. He frowned instantly when he gathered the fact that he was in his bed, barely covered by the blanket. He was still wearing the dark blue three-piece suit from this morning, except for the fact that it was a bit disheveled from being used as pajamas. The frown on
She was obviously dreaming or to be more specific, she was having a nightmare. In her nightmare, she was busy reliving the memory of Mark's disappearing back. She was on the floor in her dress, reaching out to him and begging him not to leave. However, she watched him toss her and choose another woman over her. Walking away with an arm wrapped securely around the innocent looking Christine as his new fiancee, Mark never looked back at her for once. The last thing she remembered seeing was the fading view of his silhouettes, despite the fact she tried to put on a brave face that day. She kept watching as the world she had poured her blood, sweat and tears to build for herself came down crumbling and the future she prepared for slipped away in just a matter of minutes. “D-don’t go!" She sobbed in her dream, however she was aware that her voice came out in reality. Damien frowned, despite his heart skipping a beat upon hearing how her voice sounded so sweet and pleading. It instantly
Frowning to herself, she threw off the cover and stood up. She breathed out a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still wearing the same clothes and that her undergarments were still intact. At least he was a gentle man and didn't attempt to change her clothes when she was unconscious and obvious to her surroundings. Putting on the slippers by the door, she pulled the door open. The delightful smell got stronger the moment she stepped out of the room, making her stomach grumble at the idea of food. She followed the scent of the food, and on her way to the dining area, she couldn't help but be amazed at the interior decoration of Damien's house. It was enormous and the contemporary design was a perfect blend of wealth and minimalism, similar to what she saw from his room. Seeing the promising success and how prosperous the layout was, she could proudly assume that the house was designed with the help of a qualified, advanced level home designer. She could see the view of the vast