"By the way, I was planning to visit you sometimes. Where are you renting now?" Lady Rosell expressed an inquiry since she wanted to know where Caruss temporarily dwell.
However, the moment halted in a short time when Caruss couldn't think enough on how to respond to his stepmother, since, he doesn't found any location to live yet."Uhm...the t-truth is," he gulped and was stammered as he said. "I'm still searching for an apartment to settle in," then he had a grimacing face."Oh, dear," Lady Rosell exhaled an excessive sigh. "Why don't you just accept my offer instead of making it hard for yourself to find an apartment? You know, settling in a luxurious and classy condo that you will be able to live comfortably for sure," she tried to convince Caruss while she was being alarmed too."You shouldn't do this, Mama. I don't want you to get involved in whatever nonsense I've done," Caruss insisted since he truly didn't want to involve his family in the embarrassment he had caused."Caruss, I couldn't be quiet if you don't accept what I had proposed to you. I couldn't be bothered as well whenever I think you're not safe. Oh, son. Just accept it," Lady Rosell begged him and even dared in caressing his hands."But Mama, how about Papa?" Caruss was worried when he asked. It can be discerned through his eyes how much he truly cared so much about his father."Don't just even think about your father. I'm the one who wants this, my son." Lady Rosell demanded.Caruss didn't know what else to say, so, he just proceeded to eat with any of his food. But right after they had eaten, he broke the silence and asked about his ailing father."By the way, how was him?"
Lady Rosell took a low and thick exhalation. "His liver condition has worsened. So I will be the first to take part in his work with the company," she expanded."Oh," Caruss was saddened by what he heard. "Are there still no updates about his liver transplant?" He made a reply with a question right after he remembered about the transplant."I haven't asked the doctor yet. I hope there's an update somehow," Lady Rosell conceded with a downcast of her eyes. "By the way, I tried to convince your Papa about your bank accounts but he seemed didn't want to talk about it," she even heightened."Ma, that's enough. You're worried about me too much," Caruss said with a very noticeable voice as his lips were being pouty."No, it's alright. Hey, just accept this too," Lady Rosell smiled as she handed something to Caruss."What is this?" Caruss accepted it with the wrinkling of his brow in confusion."Just one of the gold cards I have since your father can trace me up whenever I use a black one," Lady Rosell pleaded with him again whereas she doesn't want to be rejected in the first place."Ma, I can't accept this," Caruss refused as he returned the golden card to his stepmother's hand."I still insist. Don't mind me if you don't want to use it yet. I will only be fine if you just accept this. I can't be bothered when my offers are being rejected, you know that," Lady Rosell explained and forcing him to just accept the offer.Caruss just sighed since he couldn't resist her. Later, after they had talked, his stepmother has a needed meeting to catch up while Caruss was left for some tea, then he just decided to take a break first.While he seized his rest at the cafe, he also entertained himself by searching vacant apartments all over the internet as well as checking his emails for employment too. However, it was a sudden thunderstruck when the incident earlier has gushing to his sight after he saw different posts in the media."What the fuck? Why we had even traced up? This can't be!" He spilled the tea by shock, as his jaw was being slack. He also had widened eyes and a loosened hang-open mouth."No! No, way! What will they think of me now? Ugh, crap! Greg's name was further tarnished because of me again. Shit!" He added and even managed to clench his head.Everyone at the cafe was confused because of his unprecedented reaction as they were gawking at him.Caruss managed his actions back as he behave formally. He also peeked around maybe someone else will be going to recognize him. Eventually, he just could not shift his legs since he was being terrified when there's a very familiar face that unexpectedly burst open into his sight."Oh my gosh!" A big 'O' on his mouth shifted when he saw it. "Is this for real? Or I am just having hallucinations to see Gregory Wayle for the second time around?" A tension filled him, thinking it might be his last-minute since he was being cornered at the cafe. "Damn! What was he doing here? Why do we even need to meet here?" He whispered to himself. There was an immediate commotion inside when the paparazzi came closer to Greg and take some statements like other typical things that fans do. For Caruss, it was the only chance to run off from him, but one moment did change everything.As he hurried cloak himself with the hood to vacate, the nervousness and paranoia he felt after seeing Greg made him trip over and fall off the ground.
Then, it even made a mess that gave rise to rumble all over the cafe and everyone around was glancing at him, including Greg.
Caruss became hesitant, thinking over about something bad is surely going to happen. He was then confused on how to leave the cafe out of embarrassment.Luckily, someone, in a rush, came to the rescue while Caruss was blasted to see the shoes in front."Are you alright, sir?" A very deep audible breath has shown in relief when only one of the staff just appeared.Caruss's sweat poured forth liberally. When he dared turn peek behind, his stares were even in wonder-struck when he saw Greg who's coming too. He then stood up without the least uncertainty to finally leave the cafe but someone just intruded on him to deter."Wait up!" An intense male voice from behind was shaken him entirely.A moment ahead before the incident happened, Greg arrived at the cafe first. People haven't noticed him yet since he directly went inside the kitchen where his cousin, Sandy, was baking."It's a good thing that you have finally shown up to me, huh? Did you know that my image was affected too because of the spreading news?" Sandy greeted Greg with a sermon as she was busy preparing the frosts."I just got right here then here's what I heard from you?" Greg rolled his eyes and took some bites of the cupcakes."Ugh, why don't you just avoid this mess? I think you shouldn’t show the public that you were affected by what Caruss did," Sandy said bluntly after Greg was being faced."I'm sorry. You shouldn't be involved in the mess that jerk Caruss had made," Greg apologized while busy ascertaining the flavors he was eating."Oh, don't blame that jerk. If you were to be careful in the first place, the situation would not get worse. If you didn't interfere with the spreading tape, it wouldn't be like this, Greg. Though you were now the hot topic, you also have the bad record," Sandy raw her smile as she explained and even caressed Greg's back."Ugh!" Greg sighed and ignored her sermons. "Why don't we just celebrate my arrival? Aren't you happy? We'll only meet once and then you're acting to me like this? Maybe I shouldn't have gone through here and just went straight home," he seemed to be sulking while he was pouting his mouth."Ugh!" Sandy just took a deep breath, crossing her arms and leaning back. "I just don't want you to hit back to Caruss since I knew you. It will only get more chaotic," she expanded."Eh, what do you want me to do? I will just let it go, while I'm not at peace with what he did?" Greg was shortly confused with a high-pitched voice.He was being surprised by Sandy, didn't expect her to protest his plan. "I will not be going to neglect that. My name here is at stake and I still have a lot of dreams to reach."
"Uhm...J-just..." Sandy stammered as she still thinking about how to answer him. "Just let the people get upset," she then sighed."Hey, why would I do that? Caruss has to pay me!" Greg yelled and insisted. He made sure that Caruss need to pay the chagrin committed in his name."Yeah, I know...but how? Are you going to sue him, huh? What reason you will be going to file him a case?" Asked Sandy as she extended her hand gestures.Greg paused for a moment and thought about what she had said. Then, he suddenly chuckled when he just think of a plan."I will not be going to use the law. I will just give him the taste of the rivalry he wants," he smiled as if he was killing Caruss in his mind. "He needs to prepare for what I'm going to do, because otherwise...""Stop, Greg. Will you just let your name be even tarnished in your father's eyes, again?" Sandy still wants to restrain him while Greg's eyes widen as he remembered his fuming father."I have just thought that you want his heart back to you? Don't let your vengeance make your father even enrage at you," Sandy reminds him since he has done as much foolishness, and he wanted to make up for it.Greg fell silent while his thoughts deepened. "No, I have to show him that I can straighten up my predicament with my own."Sandy shook her head and didn't know what else to advise. "Hopefully you can get him back, Greg.""Yeah. I hope so," Greg just smiled at her. "Hey, haven't you heard anything about him at home?" He expanded."Uhm...Nothing. You know your father doesn't care about your foolishness. Why?" She chuckled and asked even for more."Nothing. I just need to go home. See you next time," he answered and hurried to leave while Sandy was left in astonishment."What's happening to him? Is there anything wrong with my cupcake for him to be like that?" Sandy was confused.When Greg was about to leave, he went through the dining area to exit but everyone who dined suddenly came closer to him when he was being noticed. There was an immediate commotion inside as someone takes statements to him while others did typical things that fans usually do.But just a minute after, the surprise scenario has dumbfounded him while he was being stupefied when he just heard a very loud rattling sound like the dishes clattered on the floor. People looked into it near the exit while he also saw something that made him curious.As he swiveled his sights, he saw the man in a hoodie jacket who was slipped as being helped by the other crew member. He didn't know that the one he saw was already Caruss, who keeps avoiding him."Are you alright, sir?" A very deep audible breath of a crew member asked.As Greg approached, he was alarmed when he noticed the guy in the hoodie jacket has stood up without the least hesitation and was rushing outwards from them."Wait up!" Greg yelled.Caruss didn't restrain in propelling his feet."The jacket he was wearing seems very familiar to me," Greg think sensibly, and the moment he remembered the scene when he was drunk, which pulled him to prove something more.As Greg noticed the phone on the floor, he chased Caruss to return it. "Hey, wait up! I think you forgot this!" Greg yelled as he tried handing over the phone.Caruss decided to cease his feet after he heard Greg yelling beneath. His heart palpitated even more as his chest throbbed, to think that he has nothing to do instead to confront his hunk idol.Greg unexpectedly withdrew the phone in handed it over while Caruss turned around to face him. Then, both of their eyes were surprised after they see each other's faces and they went insane when they finally had met.Caruss hurriedly grabbed his phone and ran away from him, while Greg was still stunned by the incident. However, Greg couldn't move an inch after he saw Caruss in front. He only acted right after he heard some buzz from the paparazzi around him when he was also seen with Caruss. He then decided to chase Caruss afterward. "He-hey!" He yelled in stupefaction. As to Caruss, he was somewhat dodged so far that his hunk idol, Greg, could no longer catch up with him anymore. Greg then flounced as he rushed back to the cafe thinking that the jerk he so much scorned had just evaded him again. "This is annoying! Damn! Why was I barely appalled after I caught him up? Why can't I even suitably stride, huh?" He indistinctly uttered words and raised a clenched fist as he entered back into his car, then just thought of going home. Meanwhile, Caruss was sweaty and nervous as he scrambled back to the condo. While he was st
Caruss was now out from Sheena's condo and he could not be ceased from leaving. While he was waiting for some taxi outside, a limousine met him without an interval of time and three muscular escorts came out too. "Young Pearson, Lady Rosell instructed us to take you to your condo. Let us pick you up now," an escort wearing sunny pro sunglasses bowed and frankly said to him, while he was being guided by the others to let him in the car then hurriedly got in the limousine so they could eventually take off. At the same time, Greg was on his way home. He didn't expect anything to happen when a bunch of henchmen just appeared and surrounded his car that causing him to stop driving. "Damn! They're here again," he yelled into his inner self since he knew what was their purpose. Years ago, Greg likes to gamble. He always waste money and wealth by playing in the casino, sparing a lot of time with some promiscuous women and he was completely bur
The rising sun cast a reddish shade across the morning sky with the golden fingers of rays that lit up Wayle's mansion. The white fluffy clouds drifted, lightning flashed all over the atmosphere and brought with a strong gust of wind that blew against Greg's face. Greg was being tumultuous in the living room. He was unable to calm his mind in calling his father since it didn't respond to him. He was upset quite a bit, thinking that he shouldn't waste time in saving his family from the threat when he can't pay the remaining twenty-five percent of the debt. "Father, please. Come on, pick up your phone," he was bothered, and stubbornly suppressing his control marked by being fidgety. The phone keeps ringing but no one seems to answer. "You don't seem to be comfortable there, Greg? Are you calling
Caruss was almost delayed when he got into the office. Since he didn't want to be embarrassed in his first job interview experience, he was having a rush of adrenaline and had heart palpitations in reaching the HR department. He appeared with the castle of his self-confidence that was collapsing even though he was already in a spot. However, there was a staff who accommodated him well and delivered him to Mr. Wayle's office. He felt a little nervous since he hadn't prepared himself much, knowing that the company's president will be the one to interview him. But, he still arrived at the office with a state of being certain while he couldn't resist his mind to wander. "Oh, no. I have never thought that the president himself will be the one to talk with me. Hopefully, I can handle all the questions he will throw to ask," he said to himself. "It's an honor to finally meet you, young Pearson," Mr. Wayle warmly welcomed him with an encouraging of his ap
"Mr. Wayle, I don't think your decision was fair. It's my fault," the entire gist awakens and sheaths to Caruss a strange shock while he indistinctly put forth in opposition to Mr. Wayle's consequences since he could not truly believe the aftereffect. "Young Pearson," Mr. Wayle turned around, chatted to him, tapping his shoulders, and gave him an eye. "I spoiled this brat too much," he added. Caruss gulped up at what Mr. Wayle asserted even though it's hard for him to believe the rapid pace of the incident. "He needs a lesson," Mr. Wayle glanced at Greg once more while Caruss' eyes were trembling when he and Greg both had stared at each other. "I'm sorry for his mistreatment of you," Mr. Wayle's cold voice resembled discourtesy accompanied by an expression of an excuse. "Now I have realized that my son has badly need to learn to live with his own. I would let him live with you, to be in the reality right from his blood and endeav
Mr. Wayle had just finished his meeting regarding the company’s next project. When the board members left, Caruss quickly came off in front of him. He felt uneasy in accepting the job that Mr. Wayle had offered even though he was uncertain what would happen to them with Gregory every single day. "I'm delighted we met again, Young Pearson," Mr. Wayle's mouth dug up in a manifestation and even demanded him a seat. However, Caruss's chest pulsated loudly in the rhythm as he was confused about how to start the conversation. He just smiled in front of Mr. Wayle and then managed to rest on the haunches. "Have you reckoned carefully about the job I proposed to you?" Mr. Wayle inquired without haste. "Uhmm..." Caruss squirted his mouth with unstable sounds while trying to clear his throat before responding. "I have no idea why you would do this to your son since I have thought that there are still various things that he can change as well. But, but... I will
A tremulous iris on Caruss's eyes has released when Greg approached closer. It was a total startlement for him since he could barely move from where he was standing as Greg drew nigher even more, with a smoky gaze and resentment. "W-what are y-you doing h-here?" Caruss caught an extending breathe from a paired saccular thoracic organs of his air-breathing vertebrate, as he made involuntary delays in asking. "Isn't it obvious?" Greg raised lines of hair above his eyes, looked to the other side, and stated in a strong and definite manner. "Of course, I finally conform to my father's order." He even conveyed displeasure and grumpiness. Caruss smirked for a moment as if he couldn't have a 'firm of conviction' from Greg-who was now very obedient. He felt hesitant on how to deal with him due to the overflowing lividity Greg had carried. "What about now? Why can't you just even speak to me, huh, fagot?" Greg raised his tone again. There was a sudden
They couldn't have envisaged the scenario a few minutes ago when Greg had a good company with his best friends Drew and Thadeus. Drew was in great surprise, he was still in astonishment as he rigorously interrogated. "Hey, Greg, can you tell us what happened? Why were you here? Why did you and the jerk Caruss reside in the same room? Were you now together, huh?" he inquired, clearly disturbed by what had occurred. Gregory snarled at him, "Idiot! Did you ever think I truly desire to dwell with that gay fool, huh? You know how much I despise gays, especially Caruss, who burned out his entire career attempting to ruin me in the media." "So what actually happened, dude?" Thadeus echoed when he couldn't extrapolate why Gregory had to stay with the jerk. "What persuaded you to come here, and did you reside with him?" "It's..." Greg brought himself up by taking a deep, long audible inhalation before responding. "It's because of my father." He then di
When Caruss could no longer detain Gregory who carefully trying to uncover him, knowing that he would be slain directly in front, he exclaimed an obtrusive volume of sound just to surcease and desist his act, "Help! Can someone save me? Please help!" and Gregory was being entangled by his vociferating, which was obnoxious to hear.Fortunately, there's a sudden knock on the door which interrupted Gregory from removing the mask, and still lucky for Caruss that he will not be caught. Gregory, on the other hand, pretended to be clearheaded first like a usual person who doesn't being under the influence of too many liquors, as well as checking his breathing, calming his annoyed mind while having a sinuous walk, and lithe movements towards the room entrance. Then, a muscular crew burst into his sight at the door. "Sir, is there a problem here? I heard a scream asking for help," he inquired, peering behind him.But only a halcyon reply Gregory has responded and he even managed to crack a jo
"Is that..." he stammered in asking.His iris was being distorted while his lips were deliberately garbled and sifted impurities from what he had seen. From those puffy spherical jellylike hollow photosensitive organs, followed by a thick line of hairs in the upper part of a steep eye and down to the kissable edge fleshy labium beneath the nose bridge, he did not doubt that it was truly his ogling idol, Gregory Wayle.Gregory's titillating trunk alarmed him with an imminent sharp intimation, so he merely stupefied and gazed, unable to move his legs much, catching his breath several times and being timorous from a timid disposition while worrying a lot that he might be caught."Damn! What is fucking Gregory doing here? Is he will be the client? No way!" he puts a mark on his head."Hey," his hunk idol called his attention and lifted closer to him, while he couldn't form any phrases in his mind as he was being perplexed. Then, Gregory made a quick leftward motion of the head, expressin
Caruss moved forward with impetuosity, rushing out to the condo, and drove his Lamborghini to the clubhouse so he could send Gregory home. Since Mr. Wayle had entrusted to him his hunk idol, therefore he still has to pick him up, even if he wanted to rest, even if Gregory chases him away and despises him to the point of death. After all, he still wants to forfend Mr. Wayle's trust in him. He then take action to the entrance with haste as soon as he got to the opulent clubhouse. Unfortunately, the watchmen refused to let him in, since the club was exclusive for the VIPs. He insisted though they can obviously see how pricey his Lamborghini parked across the street, he still can do nothing after he couldn't have presented any VIP voucher. Caruss was now in serious trouble and unsure how to get Gregory home. Then he decided to get back into his Lamborghini, hoping to make touch with Mr. Wayle again. Of a sudden, there was a fortuitous chance occured, he noticed a gay dad
Upon hearing the statements of Mr. Tan, he couldn't speak in total stupefaction since he's not used to being rejected yet so he considered a lot of things. "This is all your fault, Caruss!" he blurted out a very strong emotion in his psyche. "If I was aware that you've been employed here, I wouldn't have arranged a meeting and hesitated to come." While he was still adequately talking to Mr. Tan, he simply ignored the insult to him. "Mr. Tan, I work professionally," he parted his lips and started a conversation once more, "and what I have learned from my experiences, it's not about the character and attitude in human conduct when it comes to modeling, rather it's about whether he's committed and competent at everything he's expected to do." "I don't believe so, Gregory," Mr. Tan straightaway answered back at him, "but we're not just searching for people like that. Our models have decent manners and charming attitudes. They aren't rude and much less sel
As soon as Caruss reached his destination, Sandy's stern frown flashed across his face. He appeared worried and conflicted because he was running late for his first job. "I'm afraid you'd still have the courage to show up?" Sandy asked arrogantly, raising an eyebrow. "Doesn't it seem embarrassing? This will be your first job, and you're already two minutes late?" Caruss inclined his back and apologized, "I am so sorry." "Go get some clothes and change," Sandy foregoing her statement as she handed the dress code to him. "When it comes to schedule, I am truly strict. So, be prompt on time and improve your work," she continued. Caruss was clueless that Sandy, his boss, was Gregory's kinsfolk. Gregory, likewise, has no transcendent entity that the jerk he despises has been employed and is working for his cousin. Sandy, on the other hand, lighthearted her concern with complete insouciance since she was no longer involved in Caruss and Gregory's mutual enmi
They couldn't have envisaged the scenario a few minutes ago when Greg had a good company with his best friends Drew and Thadeus. Drew was in great surprise, he was still in astonishment as he rigorously interrogated. "Hey, Greg, can you tell us what happened? Why were you here? Why did you and the jerk Caruss reside in the same room? Were you now together, huh?" he inquired, clearly disturbed by what had occurred. Gregory snarled at him, "Idiot! Did you ever think I truly desire to dwell with that gay fool, huh? You know how much I despise gays, especially Caruss, who burned out his entire career attempting to ruin me in the media." "So what actually happened, dude?" Thadeus echoed when he couldn't extrapolate why Gregory had to stay with the jerk. "What persuaded you to come here, and did you reside with him?" "It's..." Greg brought himself up by taking a deep, long audible inhalation before responding. "It's because of my father." He then di
A tremulous iris on Caruss's eyes has released when Greg approached closer. It was a total startlement for him since he could barely move from where he was standing as Greg drew nigher even more, with a smoky gaze and resentment. "W-what are y-you doing h-here?" Caruss caught an extending breathe from a paired saccular thoracic organs of his air-breathing vertebrate, as he made involuntary delays in asking. "Isn't it obvious?" Greg raised lines of hair above his eyes, looked to the other side, and stated in a strong and definite manner. "Of course, I finally conform to my father's order." He even conveyed displeasure and grumpiness. Caruss smirked for a moment as if he couldn't have a 'firm of conviction' from Greg-who was now very obedient. He felt hesitant on how to deal with him due to the overflowing lividity Greg had carried. "What about now? Why can't you just even speak to me, huh, fagot?" Greg raised his tone again. There was a sudden
Mr. Wayle had just finished his meeting regarding the company’s next project. When the board members left, Caruss quickly came off in front of him. He felt uneasy in accepting the job that Mr. Wayle had offered even though he was uncertain what would happen to them with Gregory every single day. "I'm delighted we met again, Young Pearson," Mr. Wayle's mouth dug up in a manifestation and even demanded him a seat. However, Caruss's chest pulsated loudly in the rhythm as he was confused about how to start the conversation. He just smiled in front of Mr. Wayle and then managed to rest on the haunches. "Have you reckoned carefully about the job I proposed to you?" Mr. Wayle inquired without haste. "Uhmm..." Caruss squirted his mouth with unstable sounds while trying to clear his throat before responding. "I have no idea why you would do this to your son since I have thought that there are still various things that he can change as well. But, but... I will
"Mr. Wayle, I don't think your decision was fair. It's my fault," the entire gist awakens and sheaths to Caruss a strange shock while he indistinctly put forth in opposition to Mr. Wayle's consequences since he could not truly believe the aftereffect. "Young Pearson," Mr. Wayle turned around, chatted to him, tapping his shoulders, and gave him an eye. "I spoiled this brat too much," he added. Caruss gulped up at what Mr. Wayle asserted even though it's hard for him to believe the rapid pace of the incident. "He needs a lesson," Mr. Wayle glanced at Greg once more while Caruss' eyes were trembling when he and Greg both had stared at each other. "I'm sorry for his mistreatment of you," Mr. Wayle's cold voice resembled discourtesy accompanied by an expression of an excuse. "Now I have realized that my son has badly need to learn to live with his own. I would let him live with you, to be in the reality right from his blood and endeav