“At one time, Keya and Wynter were very judgemental about me, and they used their influence over Roy to create problems between him and me.” She squinted. “That sounds like more of a Roy problem than Keya’s or Wynter’s problem. He needn’t have listened to them.” His frown deepened as if he’d never
He sighed. “What am I looking at?” “As instructed by you, I canceled all donations to the charities started by your birth parents,” she said. “I also began looking at each of them individually. All of them checked out except for this one.” She tapped a finger on the highlighted entries. “Paani Org
Where was she? Her message specifically said half past seven, but it was fifteen minutes up, and she wasn’t here yet. She wasn’t even answering her phone. He paced back and forth in the hotel lobby, waiting eagerly to see her again. He’d been on edge, his mind abuzz after her revelation. Would she e
“We miss them till date…” Nandini pouted. “Returning to Delhi never felt the same since they passed. But now, we’re here for good. Maybe we can reconnect with you as a means of staying closer to them.” Rodrigo felt sick to his stomach. He didn’t want them around him. He’d never allow them entry int
He kept quiet. She squeezed his arm. “Talk to me, please.” But he couldn’t. He had bottled up all these emotions inside him for so long, and he didn’t know how to bring them out. He thought he could confide in her. But how? He didn’t know how to, when even thinking about that time was choking him,
Jade stared at her laptop, not really seeing anything. Her thoughts were all on Rodrigo. Two weeks. He’d disappeared for two bloody weeks with no replies to her calls and texts. To the world, he’d gone on a business trip to Singapore, but she knew that he’d run away…from her. The last weeks had bee
“Oh shit!” Anthony’s quiet curse reached her. “What happened?” She turned to face him. “Nothing.” He quickly minimized the window he’d been peering at. She glared at him. “What are you hiding? Don’t you dare lie to me. I’m not in the mood.” “You’ve been in a foul mood ever since Rodrigo left to
He leaned back in his chair, his face devoid of any expression. “What way is that?” “Really? Do you want me to spell it out?” “Yes, Miss Doriana. Please do. Perhaps, then we can get over your temper tantrum and return to work.” His words only fueled her rage. How dare he call her rightful anger a