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RING! RING! RING! Latton reluctantly took her phone from the bedside table to answer the call, but before she could, the call ended. Irritated that her sleep was disrupted, she angrily checked the call log to know who it was and to give that person a piece of her mind. To her surprise, it was her father. She sighed deeply, held the bridge of her nose before giving her father a callback. "Hello, Daddy? Why are you calling me at this hour?" She asks as she glances at the wall clock that shows the time is 3:21 AM. Without any delay, he said in a commanding tone, "I need you to do something for me..." Her brow furrowed while listening to her father. She didn't have plans on going back to the office, but due to her father's demands, she decided to go and face whatever despicable thing Victor had prepared for her. To her surprise, he was not there. She did not see any sign of him, not even his trusted secretary, Madison. This made her smile and she continued with her day. Though the
LUCIAN can’t fathom the scene he is seeing and can only stare at them from the ajar door, unsure if he would knock, enter or simply move away and forget this day ever happened, but before he could think of the best way to deal with it a voice from behind him spoke, and it caught Latton and George’s attention. "Sir, do you need anything from Mr. Caldwell?" A friendly voice asks, when he turns around he sees a young man around twenty-five years old, wearing a white buttoned shirt with a blue-colored loose tie. He is wearing thick black framed glasses, giving him a nerdy vibe. He is his father’s new assistant as the previous one chose to retire early due to poor health conditions, as he remembers his name is Owen. "Sir?" Owen muttered with a confused look on his face. Before Lucian could respond, George opened the door and said, "Why are you standing there? Come inside if you need anything." He gestured to his son to enter the room as he glanced at Owen to continue his work. The latter
LUCIUS entered the room. Both were dumbstruck at his arrival as they almost got caught in the act. Her face paled, and she felt someone pour ice-cold water on her while Lucian gazed the other way, to hide his reddened cheek. "Next time knock." She mumbles as she hides her trembling hands and uneasiness. Oblivious to everything that happened moments ago. Lucius simply went on with his purpose of going into her office. "Are you two in a meeting?" He asked while glancing at both of them. She nonchalantly nods, as she doesn’t want to explain anything to Lucius. She knew how he loved hearing stories of her private life. "Well, that explains it. I’ve been calling you more than 6 times. You did not answer. I have been in the parking lot for more than 15 minutes waiting for you." "I’m sorry Luci." She says and lowers her head. Lucian felt that he no longer belonged to the room. He witnessed how she lied to Lucius to protect his feelings, and it suffocated him. "If only Lucius knew what
LATTON’s phone is continuously ringing. She checks the time on the wall clock. It’s 5 AM. She buried her head in her pillow, but it did not muffle the sound of her phone, she was cursing herself for not putting it in silent mode before sleeping. At first, she doesn’t want to answer it, but the ring irritates her, and what annoys her more is when she remembers she left her phone on the table near her vanity mirror which is far from her bed. She didn’t want to get up, she had two more hours left to sleep and was hexing the person who kept on calling her at this time on a Monday, but after what seemed like minutes of failed attempts to ignore her ringing phone, she stood up and grabbed it. She was about to drop the call but when she saw the caller ID, she instantly snapped back to her senses and answered her phone. "Say something good to me." She says to the person on the other side. "Monaco," the guy on the other line says. Soon, the call was disconnected. The news excites her and tu
DING! DING! DING! The timer reaches the three-minute mark, the loud sound of bells blasts throughout the gym. Lucian sweats profusely as he punches his opponent mercilessly, even with complete gear, the other guy almost loses consciousness, his face is not bloody, but it's swollen. The gym buffs watching their match are shouting at Lucian to stop and when he does not listen, they enter the boxing ring and pin him down to calm him. Lucian’s been part of the gym for almost 6 months now and this is the first time he lost his cool. As this was his first offense and knowing him as a calm person, the owner and the guy that he beat brushed it off and call it a vent match. After being subdued by two burly men, he felt serene and tapped at the men to signal them that he was okay now. The men understood him and let him go. After his outburst, he went to the locker area to apologize to his sparring partner. Ed, at that time, was sitting in front of his locker, his right eye closed and left
LATTON's plane landed at 10:20 AM. She had jet lag, and she was starving, but she couldn’t stop from moving as it might delay her from attending the meeting at C.I. She kept checking her watch and was concerned that she might not make it on time. She turns on her phone, but unfortunately, the battery is drained. With only a backpack in hand, she went to the taxi bay. There was a line, but she didn’t care, and she immediately hopped in the first taxi she saw. At first the driver scolded her and told her to wait in line, but she waved him a load of cash, around $500, 10x more than her fare. The driver's eyes widened, took the money and sped away to her destination. During the ride, she asked for a charger and charged her phone. She tried calling Lucius multiple times, but he didn’t answer. At that time, Lucius was already inside the conference area chatting with other shareholders, and he left his phone in his office. It’s 10:50 AM, and she’s stuck in traffic. She tried calling her fa
THE meeting soon ended. Latton discreetly sent a message to an unsaved phone number then mumbles under her breath, "Do...something..." Mimicking one of the voices on her head. Victor glanced and smirked in her direction, then marched towards her. He extended his hand and said, “Well played.” She shook his hand and responded in a provoking tone, “I’ll be waiting for your next move, Mr. York.” He sneered, “Next time I will get you, and I will be rejoicing with a bottle of wine in my hand.” Her face lit up then she says, “Speaking of wine, you should have brought some. I heard you have a little vineyard in Temecula Valley.” “Yeah, I do have a vineyard. I purchased it a few months ago. How did you know…” He furrows his brows but brushes it off, “I’ll bring some next time.” He then turns his back on her to leave. Feeling wrung out, she sat on the chair and stared at his receding figure, but before he got out of the room, she said in a sarcastic tone, “I’m looking forward to that.” S
IT WAS a gloomy Sunday morning. Albert and Catherine are still in bed cuddling each other, enjoying the cold, dark, and serene weather. Suddenly, Albert’s phone starts ringing. He grunted and blindly searched for his phone on the bedside table, unwilling to open his eyes and look for it properly. Unaware who it was, he answered the call and held it to his ear. He heard a familiar voice on the other line, the voice of a person he wished would never call him. Without letting her finish speaking, he disconnected the call. He sat on the bed and Catherine could sense his uneasiness. She didn’t hear who it was but had an idea who it might be, as there was only one person who could make him feel like that. She leaned for a hug, but he evaded it and went straight to the bathroom to take a cold shower. He stood still as the cold water drenched his body. Wishing that it was just a dream and that the water could wash away the flare of emotions he had inside. Shortly, he got out and sat in front