Chapter Nineteen “Why is Blake doing this for me? Won't you allow me to hear my son's voice? Atleast just to hear how he's doing” she took the coffee and drank it at once, “Oh! It's well”She went to the bed and lay down, she was feeling very cold, and she covered herself with a duvet, yet…Blake had always been controlling, but this...this was too much. Not allowing her to speak to her son, to know how he's doing and know what's going on with him, is very cruel.Everytime she thought about his son, she felt sad, and she wished she was always there for him, at least for now.She turned to the wall, she's feeling very cold. The bed felt too big, too cold, and she pulled the duvet tighter, wishing it could shield her from more than just the physical cold. Her mind wandered to Thompson’s confession earlier. His words had been sincere, but they only added to her confusion. Was he really the answer to the void she felt? Could he fill the space in her heart that had been empty for so lo
Chapter TwentyMarianne woke up the next morning and noticed that Thompson still wrapped his hands on her, embracing her.For a moment, she lay still. It has been a long time since she felt that way. It's been a long time since someone has married her . She felt safe and wanted beside him.Last night had been different from anything she'd ever experienced. Blake had never made him feel the way before. He only just way her to satisfy his desire, then she disappeared. Now, she saw someone who made her feel wanted and someone who she matters to. For the first time in a while, she felt safe. She felt like she really mattered. She felt like everything is weighing her down as it has always been As she shifted, Thompson move closer to her, he warped his arm and tightened it around her, she doesn't want her to go She smiled softly, her heart swelling with a warmth that she hadn't felt in years."Good morning," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep as he nuzzled her neck.“Good Morning dar
Chapter Twenty One“So you mean you can't describe your house for me? You can't tell me the address of your house” Anna asked, shockingly.“I really don't know the place, you know it's my friend's driver that used to take me to office and pick me up at the closing hour”“So you don't know the address of where you stay? Is that what you are trying to tell me…” Before Anna could finish, the door was knocked.“Come in” Marianne said, and it was Thompson who came in.“Good Morning Mr. Thompson” Anna said, “I came to discuss about the dedication in price of our competitors”“The mood here doesn't look like that's what the two of you are discussing. Anyways, I want to put a warning for the two of you and for everyone in the company, you can extend this to them. They should never discuss personal issues at work…”“We aren't discussing personal issues…” Anna interrupted.“Are you interrupting me?” He asked, “Personal matters should be outside of the office. Not even now, when we have a lot of
Chapter Twenty TwoAs Mr. Francis left Marianne's office, Marianne had to drop everything she was doing, “Why should they hate me? What do I not deserve such treatment? I have only decided to work diligently and I don't know how I find myself as the topic of the gossip's mouth” she breathes in and out deeply.“I am going to keep this from Mr. Thompson though, I don't want him to know about this, I don't want to be the reason there's chaos in office, now even now and not even because of me”She straightened up, pushing the negativity aside. She had a job to do, and she wasn’t about to let petty office gossip stand in her way. As she focused back on her tasks, a steely determination settled in her heart.She was reading a file, when someone knocked her door again, “Come in” she said.It was the man after her heart, Mr. Thompson who came in.“Have you seen the promotion team, sir?” Marianne asked.“That? I will see them tomorrow” she said, moving closer to her.“Why tomorrow? There's sti
Chapter Twenty ThreeAfter they had refreshed their minds there. Thompson decides that they leave to go to a restaurant and that he's hungry.They entered the car and he drove off.They got to the restaurant, and they entered.“Have your seat” he told her.They sat down, and the bartender brought the menu list.“I'll like past and flavored drinks,” Marianne said.“Just bring two portions of what she wants, I'll eat anything she wants,” Thompson said and the bartender left.“Hope you enjoyed the food cooked by the chefs?”“Of course… though I have only ate twice in that house”“Twice? And they didn't tell me? Why?”The bartender brought the food.“I have always wanted to hang out with my lover. Be free with her and make sure she's free with me. I have always wanted a hardworking, resilient, reserved and hardworking lady. Although beauty was never in the list but I am glad that I have someone who is also beautiful”Marianne smiled, “I have always loved to be in a relationship with someo
Chapter Twenty FourIt was the next morning and Marainne woke up early because she had many tasks ahead — as an accountant and his secretary.As she got to the workplace, she resumed work as an accountant, calculating everything going on.As she sat back, and leaned her back on her chair, she turned on the system and she couldn't understand what was going on."No!" she whispered in disbelief. "Billions of money are missing, what's going on? I… I left here yesterday and everything was alright…."Her hands trembled as she navigated through the system, trying to make sense of the numbers in front of her. Panic began to rise within her. She knew how thorough she had been with her work the previous day. How could such a massive amount simply vanish overnight?Marianne’s mind raced. This wasn’t just a minor error—this was a potential catastrophe. She must find this and solve it, this could ruin the company and everything they had worked for.Without wasting another moment, she picked up th
AChapter Twenty FiveAs the tension began to weigh them down. Mr. Thompson told everyone to close for today.Mr. Thompson told Marianne not to worry and that she can go home..They went home together. But Marianne wasn't settled she feel the tension weighing her down.When they got home, the both of them went to their room. Marianne went to her room crying that she doesn't know when she slept off She woke up the next morning, tired and exhausted.She prepared for work, and as she got to the living room, she met Thompson.“Good Morning” she greeted.He ignored her at first, “Good Morning” she greeted again.“Good Morning Marianne, where are you going?”“I am going to work. I need to find out…”“You don't need to find out anything, okay?”“Why? I need to know”“See Marainne, I am sorry but you need to know that I don't mix my work with pleasure. I am sorry to announce that you can't resume to my company again”Marianne’s face fell. “What do you mean?”“I mean that your position is no l
Chapter Twenty SixMarianne's PovI was bored inside, but Kane came in, to cheer me up.Probably she knew what was going on, I didn't know “Good Morning” she said, as she come in.I already wiped my tears before she came in, so I replied, “Good Morning Kane, how are you doing?”“I am fine, you didn't go to work today? What happened?”“Oh! Yeah… Something happened yesterday so I won't be going to work for now”“If I am not asking too much, what exactly happened?” She asked.I hesitated, not sure how much I should tell her. The weight of yesterday’s events still lingered heavily on my heart. "H&m… I did everything I could," I began slowly, trying to find the right words. "But it seems like it wasn’t enough. I lost my job, Kane."Her eyes widened in shock. "You lost your job? But how? You’ve been doing so well!"I sighed, feeling the lump in my throat return. "It’s complicated. Mr. Thompson… he said he doesn’t mix work with pleasure, and… and that my position is no longer available."Ka
Butterflies grew in her belly, Lau had a jovial demeanor and he was good looking too. He was irresistible."Take a break! Lau!" Ris said calmly, she was a bit envious now, but was good at hiding it. Nan on the other hand, pulled Lau to herself, pretending to play.Dita wasn't even about any of that, she admired how well they got along. She found Lau attractive and that was all there was to it.She knew she was too young for any kind of emotional entanglement. She had a strong resolve to be very studious and thus she often came tops in her class."What did you say your name was again?" A rude voice asked, from behind her. "My name is Dita, she let out."I only asked of your name. Why are you so nervous?" The rude voice had now become soft, Dita was used to hearing those phrases, as much as she hated hearing them, there was not much she could do."I'm Mr.Ri" he said, speaking on when she didn't give an answer to his question. He was a new teacher and strikingly hot! He was drop dead gor
"You shouldn't have gone through the stress." I said, looking sweetly at him. "It's no stress when it has to do with you my love." He said. We talked briefly, he then left the office to his as work was calling. Thompson was such a sweet and loving man. I blessed the day I met him in my heart.I arrived home after work, reminiscing on how beautiful the day had been, it was indeed a beautiful day and indeed a sweet one. I couldn't stop thinking about the sweet treatment Thane gave me. He seemed different from Mariano, I tried to convince myself of that. But you couldn't tell by the fact what these men were capable of, I thought to myself. They always seemed nice at first. I arrived at work the next day, to find we had a new recruit. "Goodness! She's so gorgeous!" I heard one of staff sat from behind me. For some weird reason, I felt a surge of envy rise within me.Nuka had just been recruited by the company, she was excited and sad at the same time. Excited at the fact that she'd mee
"Yeah, you shouldn't. You should just use the door. That's something I'll recommend you do now." I answered, I could see she was getting angry already. "Did you think bringing that up was necessary? And how did you even know about that? Are you watching me or something?" "I don't know why I'm the one you're asking these questions. You should he trying to explain to your fiance what was going on." I added, about to walk away, before stopping in my tracks. "Don't worry, I'm not anything like you, I didn't give him any details, although he begged that I give him details.""Next time, be more careful, the wall had ears and the air has eyes. That's just something for you to remember, if you would want to remember of course, not like I'm forcing you to." I added, "anything else I can help you with?" I asked, looking sternly at her. "Um.... Thank you." She said, as if forcing the words out of her mouth. "Thank you for the save. For... Not revealing every detail." She added."I'm curious t
His fiance made her way in, "what exactly is going on here?" She asked, looking at him irritated, "nothing. She's a top staff." He said, for lack of words and how to start explaining the fact that there was nothing going on. "Staff you say?" She questioned calmly, in almost a whisper.She came close to Mark, inches away from him, she whispered something in his ears, from the expression on her face and his, it wasn't good. "There's nothing going on between us. We're just colleagues. If there was something going on, I'll tell you to your face, you know me too well, right?" I said, looking squarely at her now. "By the way, you don't want us to get started on your time at the beach, yesterday." I let out. "What.... What are you talking about?" She stammered, "Time at the beach?" Mark let out. "What is she talking about?" He continued."I don't know what she's talking about, I have no idea." She lied, "Are you serious? You are supposed to know what I'm talking about, or should I just go
There's no point in thanking me! I'm going to be needing your help in no time! I said to myself as I watched him walk out of the door. I was hopeful about my wish on getting my revenge, because I knew if the odds were on my side there's a lot I can better work on in that direction.The day slowly came to an end as always, I was always excited when it was finally time to go home, I missed the cozy arms of my bed. This time however, I didn't want to go home, I was feeling nostalgic, I wanted to take a walk.I stayed close to a beautiful beach bar. The streets were always beautifully decorated and everything was so naturally alluring. I got home just in time to get prepared and head for the beach.I wasn't exactly going there to run along the beach, just a way of resting, but not in my bed this time, resting around nature this time. I lay on the warm mat I had seen, as I watched the oceans swirl back and forth, slapping against the white sand of it's own shores.I thought back to how bea
"She was my friend, so as you might have guessed rightly, I have a lot of information, even the ones you might be hiding. She told me everything before her passing. I'm letting you both in on this because I want to help you. But I'll be needing that help in return. I'll tell you when and why.""Your father, or let me say, the person you know as your father, he's not your real father." I let out, whispering into his ears. "Let this stay between you, the boss and I." I added, looking around the room before bringing my gaze back to him."You must be sick. That's not true!" He let out, screaming a whisper. "What do I gain by lieing to you? I'm just trying to save my face here, at least I'm not the one who is an accomplice to crime in anyway." I said, taking my focus back to the screen of my computer."I'm not sick at all. I'm just telling you the simple truth. What you choose to make of it is up to you. Let me continue. Please don't cut me off again, it's to your own detriment because the
Marianne's POV "Hallucinations? Why would I have hallucinations? I'm not mentally deranged or something." I added, "not only mentally deranged people experience it. Those who are going through a tough time emotionally might also experience that, if they're not careful." He explained."I don't think I'm having hallucinations. Issues? There's nothing that even has to be about it in the first place. I'm very fine." I defended again, refusing to accept something that was so clear. "Well, here, that's the picture. And don't ask me how I got that because you wouldn't want...""Wouldn't want to know?" He cut in, collecting the picture from my hand. "Wow." He mentioned, with suspense in his tone, as he looked on fearfully at the paper he held in his hand. "Wow?" I asked, "who's Wow?" I asked again. He had now slowly sat back in his seat.He suddenly, finally seemed to understand what I was going through. "Talk to me! Do you know him?" I let out, confused. "Yes, I do. But you must keep this a
Marianne's POV Sitting in my office, I felt a strange nudging to get up and head for the door. I didn't know why but I knew something might be going on. I was no more with Blake but I still felt a strong attachment to him.It was like I could almost tell when he was in danger. I had a strong nudging on my inside to scroll through his face profile. What I saw shattered me into tiny pieces. I was not completely over him I'll be a liar to say I was. Driya, the lady I knew he had been cheating on me with before the divorce, I was following her on all platforms. That was how obsessed I was with Blake. I noticed Driya had a sister too, Dranca.Maybe that would be the helping hand she had to tear down all I and Blake had built over the years. I stood at the door, pacing around it like I was chained to it by an invisible chain. I came across another name Ifti, quite a rare name.From the nature of the comment he left on the post, he was obviously angry at Driya's mother, Gifa and the entire
Ifti's Point of View“Bastards! And you let them escape!” I stare at my men in anger. I squeeze my fists so tight my hands become hot. “Track them now!” I slide my phone from my pocket and I dial Imelia’s phone. I can hear the phone ringing but the stupid girl does not pick up. “God damn it!” Veins in my head shows boldly. “Track them!” I can feel my pulse rising, if I as much as set my eyes on them, I would kill that stupid Driya of a girl and the rest, I will make sure they grovelnon their knees and beg for death. My men run around looking like confused chickens too scared to disobey my command, their faces pale with fear, I throw a blind eye to it. Anything outside laying my hands on Driya has nothing to do with me at this moment. They know better than to fail me again.I pace to and fro in the living room, my mind racing with anger and betrayal, my brain cannot seem to contain a simple thought. How could they escape? How could Driya defy me like this? No one, absolutely no on