CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-FOUR*Perhaps it's about time he trusts him...*"I thought perhaps I should ask you this myself in my daughter's absence." Mr Jordan announced. "What really happened in South Africa?" Mr Jordan whispered, edging closer to the table, his brows scrunching up in concentration. Drake quickly licked his lips as his heart rate quickened. Why is Mr Jordan suddenly asking him this now? Did suspect anything? He had better be very careful. Drake shrugged, feigning confusion. "Like what sir? I don't understand what you mean." Mr Jordan puffed out a deep breath as his gaze flickered to the door, ensuring no one was within earshot. He looked back at Drake with a deep frown marring his brows. "Tell me the truth Mr Hughen. While you were away with my daughter in South Africa, did something happen? Tell me the full truth.please." He entreated. Drake swallowed a lump in his throat. Oh boy! This could get worse if he is not careful. He might be playing right int
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-FIVE*Back to Office!*"Good Morning ma and welcome back to London. I hope your trip was seamless?" Sandra greeted her at the door as she arrived. The security guard held out the door for her as Sandra helped her with her handbag. She stepped in majestically, her silky gown twerking as she hunters into her spacious fashion store. All the workers stood up and bowed their heads in respect as she walked past in a confident gait. "Welcome, Ma'am! It's good to have you back!" they chorused. She smiled at them. "Thank you so much." The guard pressed a button on the entrance door to her private office and it automatically the door dinged open, revealing her cozy, airy office. It had a wide view of the roadside and a double room: one for her serious work mode and her private study. She slumped into her office couch, puffing out a deep sigh and flexing her legs. "Do you mind anything ma'am perhaps water or your favorite orange juice?" Sandra asked as she
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-SIX*She absolutely wants nothing to do with him!*What the fuck does Matt want with her?! He had the balls to show up at her store?! The effrontery?! Why won't he just leave her alone for heaven's sake?! That's why she has to block off his number from her call list so that he won't be able to reach her again. He probably tried her number several times and decided to show up at her store, hoping she will be available. If she isn't home, she is either in the office or at St Lauren's. Matt must have known that. She may probably pick out a more private and low-key area for her next date with Hannah. She can't risk running into Matt at the tea shop-she might cause a scene. Or even a relationship scandal which is the last thing she wants right now. And besides, she would rather shove a needle in her eyes than be associated with that jerk! She absolutely wants nothing to do with him! Buy Matt is not the person that will take a No for an answer. He won'
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-SEVEN*Downtown*She dialled her friend's number hastily. The phone rang for a while before the receiver finally picked up. "Hannah!" Janice said quickly. "There might be a snag." "A snag? What is it, Jane?" Hannah's calm collected voice vibrated through the phone. Janice drew in several deep breaths and released them. "I will tell you more when we see. In the meantime, I call to inform you that there's been a change to our location. ""A change? Why? What's going on Jane?" Her voice sounded worried. Janice's eyes flickered to the wall clock on the wall. The time was 1:15 pm.Good. She got forty-five minutes until the proposed meeting with her workers for the planning of the big fashion runway coming up this fall. "I'm okay, Hannah at least I will be when this stupid matt quit making my life a living hell than it already is." she puffed out a frustrated sigh. "What did he do again?!" Hannah inquired sharply. "He showed up to my office looking
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-EIGHT*Matt Castle*"I still can't reach her! I think she is hiding from me." Matt Castle puffed out a deep sigh as he stood by the window of the living room. He peeked at his phone again and tossed it across the couch angrily, running a frantic hand through his thick long blonde curls. He was very tall and a bit brawny with long hands. He paced the room back and forth in frustration. "What did I do wrong this time father?!" His father was lounging on the loveseat across the room. He shook his head and set down the glass of wine he was drinking on the table beside him and rose to his feet. He walked up to his son and clutched his shoulders and smiled at him. "You did absolutely nothing wrong, my son. You are a fine young man. You are successful, smart, sophisticated and daring. I love that about you son. You picked up from me very well and follow in my footsteps. I am proud of you. I'm sure many women want you for their wife but I understand that
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-NINE *She would have to get rid of matt totally from her life*"Welcome to Williambourg's!" A chubby man dressed in an oversized T-shirt and faded black jeans on rubber boots announced with an animated smile masked on his fat face. He held out the wooden door for them to enter. Hannah glanced at Janice to lead the way. This is her first time here so it's only natural that Janice should take the lead. Janice smiled at him. "Thank you. "Janice entered with Hannah on her tail by a shy teenager with her boyfriend. The restaurant was quite old-fashioned, like back in classical times. The ceilings above them were laced with plants growing on them. The lights dangling from the ceilings were trapped in a sort of hand-crafted basket. you could see the mountains from the inside when you look out. It was as if the entire restaurant was surrounded by mountains. "Table for two I believe ladies?" The man inquired as he paused to look at them. His beard was almo
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FIFTY*I wish I could turn back the hands of time to recreate those memories again*"We got this okay? No one is going to force any relationship on you, not on my watch and not when I'm still alive and kicking either!" Hannah said firmly, a stern expression stamped over her face as her grip on her hand tightened in resolve. Janice felt relieved. she offered her a wide smile as she felt the tension seep out of her body.In times like this, she always counts on her best friend. She feels this sense of assurance and peace whenever she is around Hannah. They have both come a long way and whatever happens, they have promised to always remain together no matter what! "I know you would, love and I am so relieved that I can talk to you about just anything." She said coolly as she caressed her best friend's hand gently. Then, out of nowhere, the feeling of guilt came nibbling at her. She is keeping a secret from Hannah about the near-Rape incident in South Africa. Sh
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FIFTY-ONE *"Will I ever be happy and fulfilled someday?"*"He is such a nice man, Mr Rand. Quite hospitable." Hannah commented after he had left out of earshot. "I can't wait to try out the pork meat soup!" She giggled as she rubbed her hands against each other in a frantic motion. Janice chuckled. "Same here. Even though I had tasted it, it had been ten years." She paused as the reminiscent emotions came brewing inside her with a rapid motion. She has missed everything about that one big happy family back then; lots of smiles, lots of laughter, lots of joy and happiness, lots of togetherness, and so on. After the death of her mother, seems to be pulling apart. Her father seems to be breaking inside, he's just doing his best to gather the broken pieces and keep it all in. Perhaps Dad and I coming back here to recreate those moments from a long time ago might help soothe those wounds... She contemplated silently as she glanced over to the table for three.