“Do you have something else to report?” Cade asked Sue who was standing in front of him. She had given her entire daily report but still did not leave immediately. Looking at her he could tell she was contemplating whether to tell him or not. “This might be nothing and I might be making a big deal out of it” she said taking a deep breath and gulping down taking out the tablet in her hand and giving it to him. On the screen of the tablet was an image of Cael and Frances photographed from the side. “What is this?” Cade asked confused. “Mr Vale was seen outside yesterday with Frances Gate”“And you have this image?” he asked studying the image. It was not attached to an article, it was like someone sent it to her. “Some reporter sent this to the PR team asking if it was real”“And how did you get your hands on it?”“I have my ways” Sue announced like she was declaring a fact.“Are you dating someone in the PR team?” Cade asked and Sue shrugged as if she did not understand what he mea
Both Cade and Ophelia had no idea that nine days would rush so fast and that they would be standing face-to-face at the altar. Ophelia looked behind Cade and his grandfather was sitting there with the broadest smile on his face. She searched the blank face of her mother-in-law, she saw the depth of sorrow in her eyes as she watched the scene unfold before her eyes. Beside her way her son, Cael with his plus one Frances Gates. They had tried to penetrate the media space but could only get as much as a column spot to talk about their relationship. Ophelia wondered why she had agreed to this wedding now that she was faced with tying the knot, did she have to face the family of her husband and their tactics? Cade had made sure to prepare her for the likely things she would face, Abigail always found a way to do something devious at one point or another. Ophelia had been confident that nothing they did as a family would get to them. She had no business seeing them after all, they were g
Cade and Ophelia entered the house and sat down on the couch in the living room. They had just made it back from the wedding ceremony, they had ended everything earlier since it was not like they had more things to do. “Uggh” Ophelia exclaimed as she pushed herself further into the chair. “What is it?” Cade asked looking at her from the corner of his eyes. Her eyes were shut closed which made her look so peaceful and calm. “Can’t I exclaim?” she was in defence mode, it felt like he was trying to judge her. “Of course you can I just wanted to know,” he said confused. The books she had successfully delivered to him made men seem this way, overcaring about everything and even encouraging their women to talk more. “My legs hurt so much” she added with a groan. “I can remember clearly telling you to change but you insisted on keeping on the heels to look good in case anyone took a picture of you unawares” he said before raising his head to look at her legs. “Thank you for the remind
Ophelia got inot the room and shut the door before locking it with the key, she placed her back on the door and put her hand across her beating heart. She replayed the event in her mind to see what he had done that was so special causing her heart to beat as rapidly as it was but she found nothing.“What is wrong with you Ophelia Rainbow Frost?” she asked herself loudly and then stopped to laugh at herself. She walked to the mirror to look at herself, Did her name change to Vale now that she was married to him?“I always liked my name, it always reminded me that we have no frozen rainbows and that they only last for a short time but they are always so beautiful, that it was hard to look away. “One more thing to talk to him about” She turned to the back of her dress and sighed, she wondered why these dresses were made in this manner, it was as if they wanted the person wearing the dress to be unable to take it off themselves. She needed help and she knew she could not ask him. They w
“Come let us eat this” Cade said with two plates in hand as he walked to the dining table. “Okay we are eating there” she murmured following him. He set down the plates opposite each other and waited to choose a side before sitting down. “You made this?” she asked looking down at her plate to see the pasta meal, she wondered how much time she had spent upstairs for him to have enough time to make this. “Yes,” he beamed as if he had been waiting for her to give him that compliment. “Why don’t you try it?” he gestured to her. She smiled taking away the hair that had fallen to her face and wrapping it around the bundle of hair behind her head. She never took food as a joke and was well-invested in having good meals. She would be elated if the meal before her turned out to be a fantastic one. “Are you confident in your skills?” she asked taking up the cukterly and swirling it in between her fingers. “Of course, I am not just the nation's boyfriend for nothing” he smirked. She took
“Let us talk about our sleep arrangements” she said and he nodded. “Okay go on”“Why are you asking me to go first?” Ophelia asked tilting her head. “Because looking at your eyes you look like you have a lot to say at the moment,” he said sipping from his cup before adding “A lot” “Yes, I do have a lot to say, but you might want to say one or two things,” She said. She did not want to seem self-centred and be the one always talking about herself and what she wanted without caring about him. “I have no conditions no expectations so you can tell me and I will do my best to follow them after all we are in this relationship because I need it so badly” he answered and she nodded. “You are not expecting us to have sexual relations are you?” she asked and he choked coughing loudly. When she said sleeping arrangements she did not think he would be talking about sleeping together and now he wondered why he thought so narrow-minded about it. “Is that a wrong question?” she asked turning
Cade lay on the bed with his face towards the ceiling, he had been staring at the ceiling for some time the playback of their conversation running through his mind. He tried to understand her standpoint point but for some reason, his own judgment could not allow him to see her point of view clearly. Maybe he was been biased thinking of himself only. “It was not too strange that she is asking us to abstain” he said to himself turning to his side. As he turned his eyes caught the clock. It had been an hour since he laid down and for some reason, his mind could not shut down so he could sleep. “Cade Fred Vale” he said sitting up and calling his name as though he was trying to call himself to order. “This is no time to worry about such things” he said and stood up going to the floor and trying to tire himself out. Maybe if he did some exercise he would be too tired to think about their conversation and just sleep off. The party stress must have not been enough to knock him out at once.
Ophelia stopped at a store from her run back, she was going to gift him something to apologize even though she did not feel as though she had done anything wrong. She was being honest with herself but she knew that their being at loggerheads was going to affect the way they acted in public and they did not need all that drama at all. She did not know his preference so she did not know what to get him instead she got him something very pricey without considering if he would like it or not. The issue was not the gift because any gift she was about to gift to him, she was sure he could afford it. She just wanted to give the gesture so he would not be mad anymore. She would have gotten him a custom-made gym wear if she had enough time but she settled with getting him an ordinary set.She waited in the living room for him so there was no way for him to run away from her. She heard him come in and the door open. She picked up the paper bag and bottled water she had prepared and went to sta
"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