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Iris’ PovShe let go of my arm at that moment, strutting away. I, however, stood in one spot, still as a statue. "Oh no, she didn’t," I thought to myself after my mind went black for a few minutes. "She did not just insult my mom’s memorial," I thought, as I glared at the spot where she had just been standing. Then I decided, "Who cares? I’m going to go after her and see what she was there for." I began to stride right after her, and by the time I reached the receptionist, she smiled. "That was a lady," I said. "Bleach blonde?""She came here," the receptionist said. "Oh, yes. She has an appointment with Mrs. Barrett, so..."I instantly bolted to the elevator, pushing the button over and over again until the elevator doors opened, and I was able to enter. But even while I stood inside, I was jittery. All that was in my head was wondering what she would tell my mother-in-law. Eventually, I came out of the elevator. I pulled off my heels, gathered them in my hands, and began to snea
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Iris The next morning, during breakfast, I treated myself to a sizzling meal and a fancy cup of coffee.Both Orchard and Halle left early that morning. Orchard had a meeting with his father’s lawyer, and Halle had an important meeting at the office. She had mentioned there was something important she needed to take care of. I wondered what it was, but decided not to pry. If she wanted me to know the details, she would have told me.After breakfast, I couldn’t stop thinking the event at the office yesterday. If I had been caught, what would my excuse be? "Sober"? How I spent most of the night, and then the next morning, thinking about it so much that I found myself standing in front of a flower shop after telling the driver to stop. "Already thinking specific?" Harold asked me, his dark green eyes flashing in the rearview mirror. "I think I'll handle this one myself," I said, opening the door without him. He almost opened his mouth to protest, as though he was about to curse m
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IrisUnfortunately, just as I was hoping to have another small "girl boss" moment, Harold was standing outside, practically waiting for me with the door open. He gave me a smug smile as he bowed dramatically. Unfortunately for me, I was not wearing any tea dress. No, it was the simple sheath dress and heels—ridiculously high, but I didn’t even know why they existed. "Hope?" I rolled my eyes with a hidden smile tugging at my lips as I entered the car, feeling slightly excited. I placed the tulips on the chair beside me and reached into my bag to fish out my phone to call Orchard. "Guess what?" I said into the phone after he picked up on the second ring. "The sky is falling and aliens are abducting people? You happen to find yourself in an alien spaceship and guess what? They're not trying to make humans food. Instead, they're trying to input the ultimate party ideas into our heads." "Close call," I said. "Very close. I got your mom flowers to celebrate. I thought, with the whole
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Orchard’s PovI kept glancing at my phone, which lay face-up on the polished surface in front of me. Every time the screen lit up with a notification, my heart jumped, only for the disappointment to set in when it wasn’t Iris.I had left so early that morning, she was still asleep when I left. I can still picture how beautiful she looked with her hair sprawled across her face, and how peaceful she seemed as her chest heaved up and down. She was everything.I hadn’t heard from her all day and was worried about her. I knew she was fine, if she wasn’t, I would have been informed by one of my men, I just needed to talk to her, but also didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, so I sat there, staring at my phone in confusion.I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck, pretending to focus on the stack of reports Richard had handed me earlier. My mind wasn’t in it, though. My thoughts kept drifting back to Iris—her laugh, her voice, the way she scrunched her nose when she was teasing me.“Y
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IrisHarold already knew where I was heading, I didn’t have to say anything, and found myself musing, then looked at the flowers. What exactly would happen in a few hours' time when Tiffany would show up? Of course, Tiffany was definitely part of the team now, I felt. And while they said there was no "I" in team, there was certainly an "I" in Tiffany. I kept wondering if I should call her to inform her about the allergy, but I realized I didn’t even have her number. Also, knowing Tiffany, she probably wouldn’t listen to me. She would think I was trying to sabotage her, just like she accused me in the flower shop. But I had to warn her somehow, I just didn’t know how. By the time I got to the office, I was rather glad to see Tiffany wasn’t there yet and no ambulance was outside. In fact, it was rather telling, only for me to discover that Orchard’s mom was fine and in her office with her head buried in a tablet. “Oh, thank God you’re here,” she said. “Oh my goodness!” Her face
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Iris PovI assumed I didn’t need to be there. After all, I wasn’t her successor yet. The legal process had not been completed, and most importantly, it hadn’t been announced. So this little meeting was just for the sake of observation. Eventually, the room began to fill with more people, while Halle greeted each and every one of them with beaming smiles and small pats on the arm. By the time the entire room had settled, it was like the star of the show had arrived. Tiffany strutted into the room as though she owned the place, flowers cradled in her hand, just as I had expected, with my stepmom and Dave trailing behind her like lackeys. Unfortunately for them, they were about to experience an entirely different ball game. Tiffany smiled. Dave, on the other hand, pulled out his phone and began taking a video. What was he, a freaking Gen Z kid? I felt my lip curl at how unfortunately cringe his attitude was and forced myself to look back at Tiffany for the drama I knew was coming
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Tiffany The limo ride back home was nothing short of chaos. At least, if chaos could come in some form of calm. Dad kept his eyes glued to the side of the road. His blues were mostly focused there, hardly considering the rest of us even worth a passing thought. Mom, on the other hand, had her hands in front of her face, going over her freshly done nails. She then raised a palm, as though she was trying to catch the nails in a new light, turned her knuckles towards herself, and clicked her tongue before running it over her teeth. She was angry, I thought. Mom only did that when she was pissed, and Lord help me, I knew Mom was stupid pissed. The last time she did it—or at least the last time I remembered—was when I brought Dave home with my arms locked over his bicep and my head pressed against his shoulder. Mom had taken just one look at me, then at Dave, and like clockwork, she raised her fingers to her face, inspecting her nails in an orderly fashion. Mom was silent, just like tha
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Iris Victory tasted sweet. Of course, it wasn't 100% sweet given the fact that I had to accompany my mother-in-law to the hospital, get her checked in, and practically stay by her bed for most of the night until Orchard showed up, looking grumbly yet relaxed in grey sweatpants and a grey hoodie halfway pulled across his head. In his hands, he bore gifts of snacks, chocolate, and the likes—of course, all things Mom on his end was supposed to stay away from. But knowing Halle, I had a feeling those were the exact things she would want. And Orchard, well, be really knew his mum well, if anything the meeting proved, it was that.Despite how much Halle complained or glared, he simply stuck out his tongue at her and grabbed me by the arm, leading me to one of the private lounges in the VIP hospital wing. Without warning, he pulled up my feet, placing them on his lap, turned toward me with a goofy smile, and then pulled off my shoes. “What are you doing?” I reached for my feet with wi
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Tiffany I watched Dave. Not because I was beginning to quite enjoy stalking, but just watching him, and I knew that he was hiding something. They say every woman knows when a man is doing something like that, and I was no stranger to this. After all, I had been on the receiving end. "Let’s just try one more time," I told myself as I crawled into bed beside him and reached him. "Not right now," he said, confirming my suspicions. Until now, he was practically hanging off the edge. I wanted to spite him just a little bit. I felt like it, and he would deserve it in some ways. But somehow, even as I watched him shift within me, I told myself to just let it go. I hugged myself into a ball. It was a strange thing, I thought. Admitting it was even stranger. But my sister didn’t even really get the nicest things, men included. If not for me, Dave would still be with her. And probably, if you thought about it really deeply, if not for me, in the next few months, Orchard would still be
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Iris My dad placed a hand on my leg, squeezing—a strange kind of contact, I decided. When was the last time he ever touched me? When was the last time I felt the warmth of his hand or the worry in his voice? "I'll be fine," I said. "You know what? Just… let's drop it," I added, using the opportunity to wiggle myself out of his grasp. At that instance, my phone buzzed. Reacting to the activity, my hand dove into my bag, and I pulled it out. It was my mother-in-law. "Iris," she wrote. "I found this really funny article online, and a few of my friends were talking about it the other day, you know, about your mother. I believe Chameleia was her name or something like that? Yeah, they mentioned how she was quite popular... I know this might sound weird—I mean, she was your mom—but they say your mom was sort of like a prostitute. I just wanted to confirm and tell them off, you know, tell them that it wasn’t true. But I already did! I already told them it was impossible, someone like
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Iris "You see, your grandfather on your mother’s side died young, but not before making my marriage to your mother a pain every step of the way. When we started the company, he didn’t see us as those who cared much. In fact, he didn’t. She begged him for support, but he gave nothing, so we had to look for money on our own to start. "She would be the one talking to people because, Lord knows, I was bad at that. But she was pleasant, you know. You have the same smile," he said suddenly, catching me off guard. "She could convince anyone to do anything, and so she was the one mostly going out, looking for investors. We made quite a team," he said. "Until, you know, the decline started, and everything seemed as though it was all rubbish." He stayed silent suddenly, breathing in and out heavily. This is my moment, I thought. I needed to tell him about Dave. "Dad," I said, calling him what I used to way back when I was younger and when our relationship was less rocky. "Dave," I said
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IrisThis was the last place I wanted to be, especially after the events of the past few days, but I needed to pay my respect. Being normal of a graveyard, there wasn’t much activity. But I found a familiar car just as he reached the parking lot. Then again, it could also just be my mind playing tricks on me, but I waved it off. The closer I got to Mom’s grave, the more I felt a rather impending feeling, something strange was going to happen. As if the thing with Dave wasn’t bad enough, whatever fate was about to throw at me again, I didn’t think I was much ready for it. I reached Mom’s grave and nearly screamed out loud. Of course, I mean, everything wasn’t fine. It wasn’t just the flowers, though. The entire place had been unearthed, looked on, touched. In fact, the only problem had arrived in the person in front of it. It was the hunched figure of my own father. “What are you doing here?” I asked, too angry to hide my disdain. He stood, glaring. “I wouldn’t see you in
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IrisI sat still in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection. My breath, strangely enough, came out in short pants as though I had been running for my life—but I had, in my dreams, that is. I had been running from him, eager to get away—Dave, that is. Granted, it was quite satisfactory seeing him get beat up like that, but the way he crawled across the battlefield, reaching for me, was a little too much. My husband, however, had been as comforting as possible, pulling me into a hug and keeping me still through the night with my head placed on his chest, listening to his heartbeat until I was lulled by it to sleep. "Work today?" I heard him ask someone behind me. My eyes finally went out of focus, away from my reflection, and found him standing in front of the long floor-to-ceiling window with his arms folded across his chest. "No. Today is…" I turned away from him and looked down at the top of my vanity. Somehow, my words felt caught in my throat as an inexplicable feeling
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Orchard I didn't know why my mind kept going back to Iris. But it did. If not for Richard in front of me constantly reminding me of stuff, I would’ve, of course, forgotten. But I did, didn't I? Or was it yesterday? "Focus," Robert snapped his fingers in front of me. "Your nice little weekend getaway cost us too much." "What now?" "Sozo," Robert replied. "Some idiot is causing some trouble. I don’t know who. Looks like Russians for some lotteries and—" Suddenly, it hit me at that point. There was a Russian at my mom's party. Did that have anything to do with it? "Can I take a break?" "No," Richard and Robert answered at the same time. "Do you two have a strange fetish for watching me work myself to death?" Richard raised his eyebrows. "You’re not dead, and you’re not going to die. At least not unless you’re Hades yourself. Well, last time I checked, you’re not it, Golden Boy." Just as I was about to hit him with a retort, a phone call snapped me out of it—from an u
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Iris"Don't look at me like that. I mean it," he said. "I still love you." Suddenly, I found myself chuckling. I was definitely being pranked. The sheer humor was underhanded, perhaps much needed, and, if anything, low but understandable. After all, it would seem Dave was still very interested in pranking me. "Funny," I said, catching my breath as finally my mind was taken off the attempted kidnap. "I'm not lying. I'm not joking. I'm not trying to be funny." Dave grabbed me roughly by the arm. In that moment, I felt the same feeling of revulsion, almost as though Dave stunk. He stung to the point where my body recoiled, and I had no choice but to scoot further into the bed. "Don't touch me," I said, holding up a hand. "You've lost your right," I said. "Long ago, you lost that right. If I need to remind you of why and how you lost it, then you're an even bigger idiot than I thought." "I'm not an idiot," he stated harshly. "Is it wrong for a man to change his mind?" His
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Iris"Only a matter of time now," my mother-in-law had muttered when she came back a few days ago, and those words seemed to echo in my mind. But instead of leaving me breathlessly shy, I simply blushed and turned my eyes away from hers. Even remembering it now, in the car, was bad enough. "How was work?" his voice came to me over the phone. "Same old, same old," I mumbled. "Can’t wait to get home and pull off these shoes," I said, wiggling my toes in my heels despite how impossible it was. "Can’t wait to take off the shoes and other things too," I said with a smile as suggestive as I could, even though he couldn’t see me. "Are you thinking what I’m thinking?" His question was slow, his voice low, sparking easy memories. I smiled. "It’s easy enough to guess what you’re thinking," I said when suddenly the smile fell. I hadn’t told him about Dave and meeting him. That was bad enough. That alone had caused no small amount of guilt to eat away at me. But it wasn’t as though I’
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Tiffany As fun as the trip was, it came to an end a little too quickly, but only one question had remained resounding several times in my mind, even as I slept after we came back. "Give the company to me," Dave had said. "Transfer your rights as acting president. Of course, I understand your father is the CEO." "Can we stop?" I interrupted him, grabbing his hand. "We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves." His face fell. Did I make a mistake talking? Should I have just let him continue? "It's okay," he said. But of course, I knew it wasn’t okay. I knew by the way he looked at me that he wasn’t happy. Dave was pissed about something, and it was my fault. Even after we had gotten back home, things were strangely strained between the both of us. It was like a rubber band that had grown slack several times over, and we were trying our best to shrink it back to size. I simply decided to let it wait, thinking maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. "Can we talk?" Dave suddenly
