Ryleigh was getting ready for work when her phone rang. She quickly took it off the table's surface. "Hey!" "Hello, I can't make it, I'm very sorry," It's Abby on the other end of the call. Rye expelled a heavy sigh. She inquired, "For real?" "Yeah. Something urgent has arisen at the business, and uncle cannot take charge. I am in charge of—" "I understand," Rye interrupted the hum with her response. "Guess I should notify my manager that I'll be absent—" "Hey! You may bring Amelia along. Perhaps your management will consider it." Rye did not react and contemplated for a minute. Could she? What if Mrs. Guzman becomes angry? "I do not believe so." Rye answered, "The manager is not in the country, but I can contact her." "It's all fine. Then why do you have a problem? You stated that your manager is kind, therefore I believe she would comprehend." "Do you think so?" Rye approached her room and searched for her child. She sighed when she noticed the infant was still sleeping.
When Ryleigh realized what had happened, she stared at Ace. She exclaimed, "Are you kidding me?" but the man shook his head. Ace sat down while carrying the child to regain his composure. Rye yanked a strand of her hair out of annoyance. She took a step forward and drew the chair across Ace. The man's eyes met hers as he glanced at her. "You already know, Ace. If you're treating me as a joke or your source of amusement, you'd best return my child and leave the area, or at least go somewhere I can't see you. Please..." she pleaded, but the man simply chuckled. And Rye was aware that the moment was not ideal for admiring the beauty of the smile that crept into his lips. If she were one of those courageous women who fight and don't care about their reputation, she may already be yelling at him. Nonetheless, she maintains respect for herself. She pleaded, almost in a whisper, "Please... give back my daughter so that I may start working already." "You are unable to work while carrying
It was a beautiful morning when Keith called their mutual friend Drake for assistance. Since Keith does not trust the doctor Hannah phoned recently. Lucas was already awake prior to leaving his home. However, Luke did not speak much that day, which Keith saw negatively. Keith decided that Lucas already possessed knowledge that activated his intellect. Thus, he passed out. It's not that he's worried Luke may recover his memories, but he doesn't want Luke to regret what he did to his ex-wife Ryleigh. Rye has already forgotten everything about her previous marriage and based on what Abby said as the woman began to tell him a story, her buddy is moving on and taking it easy. Is she? Abby informed Keith about Luke and Rye's history. Abby is responsible for the manner in which Luke disciplines Rye and the manner in which he compelled her to have sexual relations with him. With it, he understands Luke, but only to the extent that he wrecked her. If it traumatizes Rye, there is a chance t
"Why are you dressed in such a manner, Ryleigh?" Curiosity prompted Abby to inquire while carrying Amelia. Rye was standing in front of the just-acquired full-length mirror. She expelled a heavy sigh. "I have a new job and have recently submitted my resignation from Shine and Dime." “What?” Abby displayed a shocked expression and moved closer to her. Still, Amelia was engaged in hair play with Abby. "The offer is more generous, and I need only—" "What will your employment entail? Don't say you're going to become a pole dancer!” Rye delivered a slam to Abby. “Silly. I will serve as the CEO's secretary and have been promised generous pay. And you're aware that it's a good concept, right? Amelia is growing rapidly—" Abby nodded, "I know.” Abby strolled up to the sofa and sat down before asking, "Well, if you won't mind, may I know the name of the company or only the name of your boss?" Amelia was permitted to sit on her lap. "It's confidential and I've been instructed not to disc
Ryleigh acknowledges that her job is simple. Specifically, she must deal with Ace Matthew's bipolarity. Even though she attempts to avoid him, she cannot. She was waiting for the wall clock to strike twelve when Ace obstructed her vision. She then grimaced but later forced a smile. The other part of her thinking whispered, "You must be kind to your boss." "Do you need anything, Boss?" she asked with a sarcastic tone in her voice. "Let's have lunch," he stated monotonously. It is a statement, not a question, to which she did not respond and instead exhibited a gaping mouth. "What game did you intend to play again?" The facial expression of Ace remains unchanged. “Why do you continuously accuse me of playing games?” She said, "Isn't it?" and laughed cynically. "Why would the enigmatic Ace Will Matthew take me to lunch? You dislike forming relationships with women, so why are you here asking me out?" she asked incredulously. It's the honest truth! Abby, Flora, and the others were a
"Fuck you, Blue! Withdrew it!” The voice of Ace echoed through the empty hall. The one named Blue went away from him. "I'm sorry, man, I can't—" "Damn it! Why didn't you inform me before scribbling my name on that damned paper?!" Still audible in Ace's voice is anger. One thing he detests is when others make decisions without his consent. "Come on, pal. You can do it. Moreover, your adversary is that conceited midget." “Bento?” Blue nodded. "See, it's simple. You can knock out that thug with a single blow." “Nonetheless, you should have notified me!” He yelled and took a step forward to approach Blue, but the latter moved away. He halted and fixed his gaze on his. “Therefore, I shall not take part.” Blue laughed out loud and then returned. "Do you wish for haters?" Ace smirked. "I already own. And I don't care." "They have paid for the tickets and will be waiting for you. You won't believe it, but all tickets so
Abby arrived at Rye's flat at 3:30 in the afternoon. Rye's ideas arrived abruptly. How will her life change without Abby? Will she grow this strong, or will she remain as feeble as ever? She was grateful that despite the things she had done in the past and the poor choices she had made, Abby still believes she deserves more and better. She may have chosen the wrong route in the past with Lucas, but God provides her with all she needs. “Would you mind sharing your thoughts?” Abby pushed her spirit back into her body when she saw the woman standing next to her. Abby regarded Rye's reflection in her compact vanity mirror. "What are your thoughts on Ace Matthew?" she questioned abruptly. “Arrogant.” Abby grinned and nodded her head. "Anything else?" “Bipolar.” Abby's mouth formed the letter O' in astonishment. "How does it feel to be in his presence? How did you obtain employment at his company? Not to mention that the role is secretary, d
Following Flora, she approached the restaurant's rear section. Rye frowns because she cannot observe Flora's physique. She wondered herself, "Where the hell did she go?" as she continued walking. She was only following her for a few moments, and now she's gone so quickly? Flora's vanishing mode triggered her, but she gasped as she prepared to advance. Her eyes widened in shock at seeing the steps. ‘Where in the hell would these stairs lead?’ she pondered. At that same time, she realizes something. She reasoned that Flora couldn't have left that quickly unless she had descended the stairs. Rye began to take a step down and grasp the icy bars. She is terrified by the weird atmosphere and the sudden screams she hears. She scowled as she continued to descend after hearing such sounds. Again, she questioned where it originated. She learns after some time that she would not be in this circumstance if she had followed Flora. As she made her final steps, she covered her eyes as a blindin