Ophelia has gone to the doctor just because, for some reason, she wanted to listen to what Cade has drummed so much. The doctor told her it was just a simple cold and that she needed to take her medication and rest. She checked the time on her phone, she had been so caught up in trying to detach her feelings that she had not asked him for the details of his flight. She was curled up in one of the suspended chairs on the balcony of the house; since she moved in there, she had not been to the balcony; she loved that the breeze touched her cheek. She was wrapped in a quilt as she sipped from a large cup filled with chocolate milk. She was sure that he must have gotten to his destination; she wanted to hear from him, but her pride was more important to her anyway. Her phone began ringing on the table and she had hope that Cade was going to call and check in on her. The smile that had grown on her face dropped when she saw Green's name plastered on the screen. "Hello little one," he sai
Harper reminded Cade about him taking her shopping as soon as they landed. He told her to take his card and buy whatever she wanted and get back to her room after she was done."But you promised to come with me," she said with a pout as they waited in the VIP arrival room for the car to be ready."Promised you?" Cade scoffed. "When did I do that?" he asked, raising his eyebrow."You have to get me clothes that I can wear to accompany you to these meetings or else I wonder how the world would love to see your assistant show up in pictures wearing a sundress or a bathing suit" she said.Cade took a deep breath. "You know what? I can definitely handle my business by myself. You came here for vacation maybe you should take that vacation and let me work in peace" he said harshly.Harper had to admit that Cade had changed quite a bit; he would be responsive to her tricks and give in, but she had been at it for almost ten minutes now, and it was a bit frustrating to her. No matter what she s
"Wait, what do you mean?" Cade asked because that was not what he was expecting from Ophelia at all. He was calling to check in on her and to make sure that he did not leave foolishly because of his pride. It was obvious that this trip was to endanger him, even though it was also a good opportunity for him. It was a risk he was willing to take, but not at the expense of Ophelia. If he knew that she was still sick, he would have to abandon everything and move back home immediately."I mean, what you said was actually correct," she said, and he heard a shuffle. "Man, am I a fool?" she muttered to herself."How are you feeling? Did you go to the hospital? What did the doctor say?" He said, ignoring her."Huh?" she let out, shocked."Well, are you going to tell me?""Wait, are you worried about me and not gloating that you were right all along?" She asked because if she had been the one in the situation, she would have gloated hard about it. She would have wanted him to know that he was r
THE NEXT EVENING (5 PM)Green called Ophelia up almost as soon as she was able to put off the crisis. It was creepy because it felt like he had some kind of tracker on her, but she dismissed the thought because the new things she had learnt about him yesterday did not make matters better for her to think he could do something like that."Hi Green," she said, putting the phone to her ears and sitting down. With her free hand, she unclamped the heels she had been wearing since she came into work at three am that morning. This was the first time she was getting rest since she came in. The man had somehow extinguished all ideas the PR had out in place in case someone created a scandal. They had to brainstorm ideas and even meet with reporters and the victim for settlement. It was a long day, and now she was glad that it was over."You sound stressed; something big happened today?"She did not know if he just wanted to create some small talk or if he did not pay attention to the news. She
SEVEN DAYS INTO THE TRIPCade heard a knock on his door; he opened up, and Harper was standing there in a full-floor-length dress. "Did you forget anything?" he asked, stepping out and closing the room door. He had to try his best to keep her out of the room because he did not know what she was planning to do."Yes, it seems that you have been invited to a party this evening, and I totally misread the details on the calendar," Harper said. She was lying; there was no official event, but she knew that the only way to get him out of his room and out with her was to cover it up as a work thing."Are you trying to tell me that we have been invited to an event and I did not know about it? When does it start?""In a few minutes, maybe you need to go in and put on your tuxedo, and we will be on our way." Cade turned around to go into the room but stopped and turned to Harper, who was standing there in a red floor-length dress. Looking at the dress, he could not tell what he was looking at or
Cade knew that there was no escaping this; as much as he had tried to stop her from taking pictures on their way to this place, he could never control it because he was behind the wheel. "If you wanted to have a meal together, would you have to blackmail me to get it?" Cade asked. He knew very well that he had been blowing her off so frequently, but he still had to sound like he would have been a gentleman and done what she asked of him in the first place. "Would you have come if I asked?" Cade felt cornered; he knew that this was bad for him. A single image can cause so many problems for him."This is wrong," Cade murmured out of frustration."Is it?" she asked with a smile on her face. He nodded, and she pressed her lips together and nodded. "It would not have gotten to this if you had just given us an opportunity to be together," she added."Harper I am having this dinner, but this means nothing, and I hope you can understand that," he said angrily and got out of the car. He walk
All Cade could think about as they made their way back to the city was that he wanted to see Ophelia. Throughout his trip, they had not spoken except for the first night. He has tried to reach out to her, but she was not interested and screened out all of his calls and messages without a reply. As soon as he landed at the airport, he called Diana to find out where Ophelia was since she was not taking his call. His showing up at her workplace was a good thing for them. He needed to strengthen the fact that they were in love in case of anything. Harper has shown all kinds of behaviours for the rest of their stay during the trip. "You can go home," Cade said as they stood beside the car. A driver was here to take him home and he did not want Harper to be near him again. "But I am supposed to be close to you so I can assist you," she said, and he scrunched up his face before she added "Sir." "You must have had a long few days off, so just take the next four days off, and we will resu
Cade was ushered to Ophelia's office by Diana, who had been waiting to receive him; she had noticed the quick mood swings of Ophelia throughout the time that Cade had been away, and as much as they both wanted to deny their affection for each other, she could clearly see it through them. The only issue they had was that they had not yet found a way to nurture the love, so it was obvious to every other person."Does she know I am here?" Cade asked as he walked by, and the entire crowd stood in awe of him at the place. Someone was even making a video of him walking in, and he tried to convince himself that his plan worked."She does not; I kept it a secret like you asked me to," Diana said, and he nodded. She knocked and pushed the door open. "You have a guest," she said, causing Ophelia to lift her head to her from her desk."I have a visitor? I did not know I had a meeting now; send them in," Ophelia said, slipping into her shoes and walking down to the sofa. Diana left the door frame
"Meeting with investors is tiring," Cael murmured, sitting in his chair, after the person they had been meeting with walked out. None of the members had said that they were giving them their support, and yet his mom seemed full of energy, as if the day had only started."You have been a good sport and on your best behaviour all day; just one more person and we can call it a day," Abigail replied, turning to him and tapping his thighs gently."Can't we just call it a day now?" He groaned, feeling tired. All he had done since lunch was sucking it up to different old bald men who did not seem interested in helping him anyway. He wondered how long he had to continue doing that with them."As I said, this is really important, and it took me so much to get to agree to see us under such short notice; the best you can do here is just do the right thing," Abigail murmured, losing her patience. After what had happened, she was not ready to allow all of these men to trample over her for no reaso
Frances was left alone; she had a lot to do, and she did not even know where to start. Abigail had told her that it was important that they kept it a secret from the entire family until the night before the wedding; that way, there was little to nothing they could do to stop it. If they knew of the plans they had to level up with Cade, she was sure that Charles would try his best to stop it in some way.She knew that with that she had to call a lawyer; all the vendors to be used would be mandated to sign off on an NDA; that way, no secret would be lost if they thought there was something to lose. She called her mom over the phone."My darling daughter that can not seem to settle down, you just left the house, and you are already calling me? How difficult is it for you to stay over at your in-law's place for a bit?" Mrs. Gates said over the phone. "If you screw this up, you would be doomed," she added under her breath.Frances rolled her eyes; it was as if her mom could get rid of her.
"Mom, you called for me?" Frances had waited till Abigail had finished her meal. From the way she fumes all the way from downstairs to her room, Frances could tell that she was very angry and that this meant serious business."I did, but first things first, can you fight?"Frances could not understand the question; it was not the kind that someone would ask you just randomly. "Fight?" she asked, causing Abigail to give her a questioning look."I mean are you willing to do what I want you to do?" Abihail clarified. "It is a dirty fight are you willing to go all in?" she added."Of course," Frances said, shifting till she was at the edge of her seat. "Why else would I stay with Cael like this until now?"Abigail beamed to herself; she was so glad that she had picked Frances. She made a good choice; at first, she was worried that she would be too calm, but she was also as power-driven as she was. It made sense for her to fight this much at the end of the day; she would enjoy it as well.
The breakfast table was very lively. Ophelia did not know if Charles had always been like this; she would have thought that he was just a stuck-up old man who liked to get rich and play matchmaker; however, that morning he was the one making all the jokes and talking at every chance that he got.After breakfast, Charles invited them to his study to sit and have tea with him. "I know you are going to work, but there are some days that you have to take it easy," he said to Ophelia.She had said that she was going to work when she had gotten there earlier, even though she was not. At lunchtime, they were going to meet her father, and then they said that they were going to spend the rest of the day together. Ophelia had asked countless times what they were going to be doing, but Cade had said it was a secret. She wondered what secret or surprise he had planned and when he had the time to plan it.Cade had called Harper; he was going to use this opportunity to pass on to her a very firm me
Ophelia had woken up early and she was ready to go to work. She stood in front of Cade's door, wondering if he was enjoying his break. She had expected to see him come to her room and even stalled all morning, but he did not show up at all, which was a bit of a concern for her. As she raised her hand to knock on the door, it flew open with him standing there, a huge smile plastered across his face."Ophelia," he said, excited to see her since he was going to her room to meet her."You are dressed," she murmured, looking at him from head to toe. She had been expecting to meet him still dressed in his pyjamas. "You are dressed," she said again, raising her head to hum, wondering if he did not hear her the first."Yes, I am," he nodded, and she took a step back to inspect his clothes."Are you going to work?" she asked, and he shook his head. "Then?" she needed answers, and he seemed to be taking his sweet time with responding."We are going to see my grandfather and your father," he said
Frances got to the house at the crack of dawn. She had gotten a message from Cael that his mom wanted to see her, and it was urgent. Frances was happy that Abigail called for her, which was a very rare thing for a woman to do. It was always as if she was independent and did not rely on anybody, but seeing that she was the one to reach out first, she was ready to do what she could do for it to work out. She made her way to Cael's room. She was no stranger there, as she had spent many nights with him. The staff who saw her did not bother to stop her from asking questions. It was like she blended right in. She stood and knocked on the door; when she did not get any response, she let herself in and sat on the bed. It was only when she was inside the room that she noticed he was in the shower. She wondered the reason he was getting up so early. He always stayed in bed till the last minute and spent the day on his winning terms. He never allowed the things happening around him to influenc
"Mom, I heard what had happened," Cael said, going into his mother's room. The staff were already gossiping that a strange woman had come home and had lunch with Charles. They did not know the true tale, and no one could say what it was but Abigail's screaming and throwing of things, who seemed to be enraged."What did you hear? Did you hear the full story or did you hear the gossip from the staff?" Abigail screamed as he got into the room and closed the door. She knew that her energy should have been directed toward someone else, but she could not help the way she felt at that time."I heard what the staff said," Cael said in a careful voice. He had seen his mom get range a few times, even with the way Charles treated her sometimes. All she did was take it with good faith. It was the first time she had made bad gossip on the lips of the staff, and it was bad. Usually, the sons and cousins were the topic of discussion amongst the staff."Okay then, that means you do not know what happ
"I will make dinner for you," Ophelia murmured. She felt bad that he had waited to eat with her only for her to come home with a full stomach."You will cook for me?" he asked, staring at her."Of course," she said, trying to wiggle her way out of his arms that were now firmly wrapped around her. "Let me go; I would love to make a meal for my husband.""I like the sound of that." Cade's voice had suddenly gone down from the tone he had and was now sounding deeper than usual."That I am going to make you dinner?" She asked confused. It was not the first time she cooked for him, so what was so fascinating about it?"Not that," he whispered, shifting closer to her with his arms still wrapped around her."Then what?" She said her face scrunched up as she replayed the conversation in her mind. "Husband?" she asked, realizing that maybe that was what he meant, even though she hoped it was not."Yes," he said, trying to nod his head in that position."This is not the first time I have called
Cade got into the house, his mind thinking of how chaotic the day had been. The drama and how his grandfather handled the situation were very foreign to him. His grandfather had never reacted so childishly ever. He was a bit afraid of what his teacher could do. After all, she had the advantage of being publically declared the madam of the Vale family.He was going to make dinner for Ophelia since she was so busy they could not go out for dinner, but it seemed as if the events of the day drained him so much that he decided to lie down in the living room for a moment, and somehow he fell asleep on the spot.Ophelia felt so drained as she walked in through the door; she had been on her feet all day and had barely had any time to sit down and rest. It was so bad that she had gone from one meeting to another without fail. She was working so hard to show her dad that aside from giving him an heir to take over his company, she was more capable of taking care of it herself as well.She walked