Steven’s hand shot up in the air as the moderator of the couple's contest asked the next question. “Cardigans. That's the one thing my wife CANNOT live without.” Steven said as he chuckled at the answer he had written on the sheet he now held over his head.“Wow! Mr. King. Let's find out what Mrs. King has penned down. Would you look at that? Mr. King does know his wife after all. Thirty points for the Kings.”Steven beamed in pleasure. So far, Marie hadn't missed a single question either. She knew everything about him, down to his favorite color of socks.“And now for the last question for the husbands… What is your wife's one true scent?”Steven watched Marie's eyes widen. This was the very question they had skipped that day at his house. It was also the winning question to set him above the tie with an elderly couple. He had nothing against them but he really wanted to win this and have that dinner with Mr. Kaito.With a flourish, he wrote down “Lavender” and waited for Marie to
The next couple of days passed in a blur which suited Steven just fine. The dinner with Mr.Kaito had been quite uneventful and he had seemed so taken with Marie. This hadn't surprised Steven because everyone who met Marie was taken with her.The only eventful thing that had happened after the contest was on the same night when he had heard Marie crying in her sleep. At first, he had thought she was awake and decided to ignore her until she had started whimpering and kicking the covers. He had tried to shake her awake but nothing he did had worked. Desperate, he had done the only thing that made sense at the time, placed her between his laps, stroked her back, and talked to her in soft whispers. At last, she had heard his voice and clung to his shirt while she wept. Shaken by what he had just witnessed, Steven had held her in his arms till she calmed down. At last, she had looked up at him through tears and pleaded,“Steven, please promise me you’ll never make me get on a plane ever a
“What about my father?” Steven said, not bothering to control the fury in his voice. Alden had a lot of gut showing up here after refusing to help his father. If anything happened to him…Was Alden here because something had happened?“Look Son, I’ll just cut to the chase. Don't give him any money. Not even one red cent.” Alden saidSteven waited for Alden to explain what he meant but the silence filled the air.“Alden, I hope you didn't come all the way to tell me what to do with my money?”“Steven…”“No, Alden. You don't want to help your son. It's alright, it's okay. But you cannot come in here and tell me what to do or not do with my money. Sir.” “Boy, I'm trying to help you…”“I’d rather you do not, Sir! I'd rather you take your help and shove it down …”He broke off at that point, rubbing a hand over his face as he lowered his gaze. Steven leaned forward and spoke in a quiet voice, hoping it betrayed how furious he actually felt.“I think that it was your choice not to help him
After Alden had left, Steven had tried his utmost best to reach his father so he could hear his side of the story but his calls had gone straight to voicemail and Desiree, who was his father's secretary hadn't taken any of his calls. Waving the issue out of his mind, Steven decided to concentrate on his work. He went over notes from the Cheggo Foodsmeeting and did a routine status report check on other accounts before he taught about getting lunch.He glanced wistfully at the corner where Marie would have been sittes if she had come to work. He wasn't going to admit to missing her even though his office felt like it had been stripped of color. How could one person elevate a space so much with her presence?By the time he had concluded three meetings and reviewed works that had been sent to him for approval in the past weeks, Steven glanced outside and realized it was dark. Shutting his laptop, he beeped his driver to ready his car and headed to the parking lot. At least Marie would
“What? What do you think I should know?” Steven asked, as Marie looked at him with solemnity in her eyes.“I…I think Alden is telling the truth. The circumstances under which he showed up at the Cottage seemed, well, suspect.”“Marie… I don't…”“Let me finish, Steven, please. I know this is a tough pill to swallow but I don't think your dad was in such danger. I think maybe he couldn't bear asking you for the money for his new business directly. Maybe there's some truth to what he said, but I doubt Alden made it up.”“Marie, you don't know my father. He’s a serial entrepreneur who has launched several successful businesses,”“Yes, City Boy. We hear you. But are any of them up and running today that you know of?”“Well, no.”“There you go, City Boy. Even you gotta see the truth at some point. Maybe it's for the best if you take Alden’s advice this time.”“That's hardly fair, James. You’ve never even liked my father.”“Woah, back up, City Boy. You and I know the only reason I haven't be
“Great! Hit me again, City Boy! Do it if it means you're going to actually confront all these… If it means you’ll stop being a BLOODY COWARD!”“James, I'm warning you. Shut up! You don't know everything!”“No, City Boy, I don't. But I do have eyes and I thank God they work. You think she's going to wait around forever for you to choose her?”Steven felt muscles pulling in his cheek even as he struggled to rein in his anger. He knew that James was right and that was what frustrated him the most. But James wasn't the one who had to deal with the falling out of his relationship with Yolanda. It was thanks to Alden's involvement that she hadn't wrecked him. It had been shocking to see someone whom he had seen as a lover transit into such a schemer. To date, he had no idea what Alden said to her to get her to drop the charges against him. After the nightmare he had ensured navigating both a broken heart and hushed criminal charges, he had decided never to get entangled with someone from
“So who's the lucky guy?” James said in a mock growl that had Marie howling with laughter.“ James, stop. He’s some guy I met at a bar. Well, he's cute and we had a great time.”When exactly had she had the time to meet this guy? Steven said nothing as he watched Sarah gather the glass shards into a pan to thrash. If Marie and James were surprised at him dripping his glass, no one was letting on.“Pah! I bet I still stand a chance to win your heart, Marie. So what's this guy's name?”“Antonio. Here's his picture.” Marie said as she turned her cell to James his picture.Not trusting himself not to say something that betrayed how he was feeling to both parties, Steven stayed silent.What he really wanted to do however was to lean over along with them and see who this mystery guy was.Was she in love with him?Steven didn't know why but it was an unwelcome thought in his head.“He looks good Marie, but are you sure he can make you laugh like I do? Humor chemistry is important you know?”
After careful consideration, and in light of recent unfavorable circumstances; such as repeated leaks which are now negatively impacting business objectives, Cheggo Foodshas decided to engage another agency to execute the “Eat to live” campaign. We humbly request that your agency ceases all work on the project immediately and delivers all source files and assets to us within…Marie whisked her eyes from the Email, unable to continue reading. Her heart fluttered with tension as she looked at Steven’s face. He looked positively livid and ready to fire someone. This was the Steven that she knew. The fearsome billionaire whom no one dared cross. It could have been worse but now was not the time to bring that up to him. She was however glad that the agency had not been completely fired. But even she knew that outsourcing projects due to leaks could only be a harbinger of worse things to come. She looked at Steven now, his jaw clenching as he typed rapidly on his phone. She had no envy wh