Niccolo asked Father to breathe regularly, and he complied. Once he was better, I gave him a glass of water. Father took a sip and then handed the glass back to me. Niccolo helped him by lightly massaging his forehead.I turned to Farrell, who had caused this to happen. What a stupid man! Couldn't he just shut his mouth and obey everything his grandpa says!? What was the harm in answering him nicely? Father's blood pressure wouldn't have risen if he had obeyed him."Thank you, Niccolo. I'm fine. Sit down, Camari." He smiled at me.I complied by sitting back at Otis's side. I could feel Eleanor, Farrell, and Bella staring at me intently. Seriously. They weren't trying to help but were angry at me for helping Father."Don't worry. I'll teach my son and daughter-in-law well,” Eleanor said. “Farrell will respect Camari and Otis, while Bella will talk to Thompson's publicist to help maintain Camari's reputation.”Father nodded. He turned to Dad. "You'll be returning on my plane. So, you don
Eleanor didn't know her son's weakness. Blue was just a lure and my guess was right. I got his attention. I was even happier tonight because my second prediction proved correct. Farrell was still the man I knew.He was possessive of his woman. I didn't see any signs of that towards Bella. However, he showed it during our time together. He got angry if a lot of men stared at me without blinking and he would pull me away if many men engaged me in conversation.Farrell approaching me when I was alone was a sign that he was affected by Eleanor's pictures of me with Brad and Russell. He was even jealous of my line the night before about Otis and I sleeping together.Unfortunately, he didn't admit anything before walking away from me and Nicole. But seeing his face turn bright red, I had my answer. My heart was beating with joy. Farrell loved me.“Thank God it's Friday!!!” Jasmine exclaimed. We had lunch together in my office. “Payday is indeed a beautiful day.” She stared at her phone scree
[Otis]That was close. Bruce took the files of the company's priority clients, not my primary target clients. All my plans would fall apart if that data fell into Farrell's hands. I handed the case of Bruce and the clueless security guard to Isaac.I tried to forget about the many mysteries we were investigating whenever I was with Camari. I didn't want her to worry. Her problems with Farrell and Bella were enough to keep her mind occupied. Moreover, the couple didn't stop looking for trouble with her.However, Bella stopped Thompson's publicist from trying to smear her name. I found no more ill comments about Camari from their fake PR agent accounts. People would stop on their own if no paid people slandered Camari.I looked over at the bed after cleaning myself in the bathroom. Camari was still asleep. I'd better not wake her up. I headed to the pool to exercise. She was still sleeping when I returned, so I showered as quietly as possible. Before leaving the room, I pecked her forehe
The servants ran from the back of the house towards the room. Those who arrived first gasped. They gave way as I approached. The butler was in the room, kneeling while calling someone. Two bodies were lying on the carpet.I approached the man near the butler. Father opened his eyes but couldn't utter a word. I fell by his side and looked at the state of his physique. My whole body was shaking violently. Oh my God. There was blood on his chest. Oh, God."Father," I sobbed. "Please hold on. Who has done this?"I didn't dare touch his body. But feeling him bring his hand to my leg, I quickly held it. Father's tears fell from his eyes. He must have been in so much pain that he couldn't speak. I wiped away his tears with my thumb.I hated this man so much but didn't want him to leave like this. Jasper was beside me. He pressed a cloth against Father's chest. I was almost sick to my stomach as the fabric turned red. Oh my God. Why did the ambulance take so long?I looked at Nick. He was lyin
A woman greeted and invited me to sit on one of the chairs at the head of the table. I declined. I had no shares or position in the company. So, I chose to stand. There were only enough seats for the invited participants.The door opened, and the people we were waiting for arrived. Farrell, Eleanor, and Dorothy entered with their arrogant faces. None of them belonged here. Eleanor was only Arnold's widow, Dorothy had no shares in the company, and Farrell was CEO because he was married to Camari, a position he no longer held since divorcing her."Good morning, ladies and gentlemen," Farrell pleasantly greeted us. "Thank you for coming, honoring my unexpected invitation. We'll—" He was surprised to see me. "What are you doing here!? Security, kick him out!"Jasper immediately stood beside me, preparing to protect me from the approaching security guards. "I'll just be a minute." I smiled at him and everyone else. I nodded towards Camari. "You guys need to know about something."After Cama
[Camari]I didn't expect to see such a painful sight. The police brought Otis in handcuffs. He had to endure the shame of the police arresting him in front of many people. My chest ached to see that man endlessly afflicted with misfortune.I saw Farrell, Eleanor, and Dorothy smiling with satisfaction. I couldn't believe that people I once considered family could act this cruelly to their family members. What had Otis done to them?Everything went smoothly. The meeting we were looking forward to had finally taken place. Everything we prepared was in the hands of our targets. However, we didn't expect them to slander Otis for trying to kill his father.I walked out of the room, chasing after Otis. I almost cried when I saw the cops dragging him away. Oh, my God. Otis' legs were shorter than theirs. Why did they have to act so mean? Even though he was accused of a serious crime, he was still a suspect, not a defendant."Camari, wait!" Dorothy called. I ignored her and continued to walk. "
“Miss Camari Gastrell,” called the nurse on duty. I stood up to answer her call. “Miss Cavanaugh is waiting for you in her office.”“Thank you,” I replied.I followed her into the office and smiled at the cozy room. I felt like I was in a living room with an ivory sofa and an oak table. The sideboard and bookcase were also made of oak.I overheard Otis and Jasper's conversation in his office that day. They reminded me of Deborah's advice. Therefore, I researched psychologists that people liked and were affordable. I was happy to find a psychologist who accepted patients with health insurance.The psychologist stood up and extended her hand to me. “Hi, Miss Gastrell.”“Camari,” I corrected as I shook her hand.“Call me Jen, then.” She smiled warmly and invited me to sit down. “Thank you for trusting me. Well, how can I help you?”"Well ...." My tongue suddenly felt numb. My head was blank, and I forgot what to say."Can I be straightforward?" Jennifer kindly offered. She glanced at the
Jennifer explained in simple sentences so that I could understand her. She mentioned my condition and the treatment she suggested. I might take some time to think about what she said first if I wasn't ready to decide.I didn't think twice and accepted all her suggestions. Otis had said he would support all my decisions for my recovery, so I took my psychologist's advice. I chose her for help. So, I learned to trust her observations."We can do this in two ways. We set a counseling time once a week or you can come whenever you can," Jennifer suggested."I prefer to set a schedule. So, I can fill the other days with work. Do you have an appointment every Monday night?" I asked."I can make time between six and seven in the evening. How about that?" she offered."Perfect!" I said happily. "I'll come straight here after work."After discussing other details, Jennifer ended our meeting. She made a few suggestions to help my recovery. Thankfully, I did most of them. I was around positive inf