There is a need for endurance in bearing a knowledge of a thing that was supposed to be a secret. But while Essi has to wait for Oneil, she can't deny the pressure rising against her chest by noticing that it has been days since the last time that Onel told her that he would come to her. Back then, it was her subtle jealousy that made her impatient for his calls. But now, it is her worry for him. It feels like somewhere in the manor, Oneil was talking with the other Mercators, painstakingly making the best solution on how they should deal with the issue of the Doltos if worse case scenarios might come tapping the fragile popularity of the Mercator Group.She was staring at her phone, estimating when it would be the best time to call him again since he missed the first one for this day. She was holding back in trying to ensure that she was not disturbing him in her meeting. But is it a good choice to not insist?She glanced around and found Julia outside her office excitedly bringing a
If ever there was a right thing that Oneil did, that is to take the chance of believing in Essi after many times that he would refuse to listen. It could barely cover up what he did back when Essi was pursuing him. Somehow, it helped him to prevent the Mercator Group from further cohesion with the Doltos subsidiary group. The Mercator Shareholders managed to cancel such a move by taking their veto right into action. Oneil looks at Essi lovingly for showing her care to them. He held her hand while saying thank you.“How did they confirm this?”“Well, although Grant was somehow convinced about what I was saying, Victor spearheaded the new due diligence team to find this out. The issue about the fraudulent ingredients is confirmed.”It was indeed to not get involved with them. Because in the first place, no one among the Mercator Group knew about this stunt. They never thought that Dolto Pharmaceuticals would do something just to destroy themselves. “We were quick to do something bef
How does it feel to have dinner with the potential in-laws? Back then, Oneil was confident. There was never an inch of thrill and trouble in his mind on how he should deal or interact with them. But now, he could feel his heart rival the milliseconds in beating. Cold wind was embracing his skin. For it seems like a first time to meet them with Essi. Indeed, he was only confident back then because of the arrangement. He knew that the Paulssons would receive him right away and his parents are his wingmen. But now, he got nothing. He cannot stick on the arranged marriage agreement as his sole basis to have a right on entering the chateau as Essi’s beloved. “Oneil?” Essi called him as she looked back. She smiled an ever gentle one. It soothed his nervousness. This scene has only made Oneil realize that if he had his confidence back then just because of the arrangement, this time, his confidence is Essi’s affection for him and his to her. This is stronger than the arrangement that can be
While Oneil has enjoyed the goodness of life in bonding with Essi’s family, he cannot deny that some parts of this gladness somehow fell out when Jacques kept calling him. When he answered the phone, it was Dahlia who talked. “Sir Oneil? I’m sorry to bother you. But Jacques is so drunk here. Please help me to bring him home,” Dahlia said. Oneil had to excuse himself from Essi’s family before the late midnight strikes. “It was a fun night. But I have to go home now. My cousin Jacques is calling me.” “Cousin?” one of Essi’s aunts noticed. “But I heard that the voice was of a girl.” “It was Dahlia. His cousin’s coworker,” Essi explained while Oneil was heading towards the gate. She noticed her man’s coat was on the couch, so she hurriedly went to him. “You almost forgot.” “Right, thanks Essi. I just needed to hurry up because Jacques got drunk.” “Just call me then if you arrive home, okay?” Essi reminded him. Oneil went to a wine shop where Jacques spent his early night. Even the
Dahlia just found out that Oneil went with Jacques to get Corrine. Today was supposed to be Jacques’ turn to deliver some bulk supplies of cotton tops to their partner merchant. Essi was also there to find a good present for her cousin who is graduating. Since Dahlia has an hour of break, she took it as a good time to talk with Essi. Essi lets her sit next to her as they have their coffee.“So Jacques went for her. Surely, Jacques still cares for Corrine,” Dahlia uttered with a bittersweet smile. “Corrine is his first love after all. He cannot quickly give up when he sees that Corrine needs his help.”Essi only stared at Dahlia, suddenly understanding that she must have cared for Jacques as well. She understands Jacques because that’s what she has been with Oneil. It was hard to let go because she refuses to do it. She keeps on believing that at some point, Oneil would look at her and hear her heart. The wishful thinking that Jacques must be having now is also of the same kind that k
In the teamwork of Essi and Victor, it was a twist of fate to find out that there is something going on in the distribution of the shareholders. The minority rights holders became so many. In the Mercator Group policy, although this does not account for a turn of power yet, it was quite unconventional to see a turn of event within a short time. Victor has no role yet in the Mercator Group. Even if he could communicate these findings to his parents, they couldn’t do much about it. They believed that it is not like this will cause some systems change in the Mercator Group. Somehow, Victor was a little disheartened that although he knew that he is also a Mercator, it feels like his findings do not do that much. His family indeed considered it. But the information remained confined within their household.When he was looking back and forth on the lists of the shareholders which does not just include persons but also entities, Oneil called him for help. “Victor, we are already in the air
Before the business of the Mercators and the Doltos, what else was Essi up to was to attend in the special call of Miss Mansha. Indeed, she found a friend with the royalty that Mansha even loved to call her personally. Mansha informed her that she is in her mansion in the outskirts of Bordeaux. Essi hurried to meet her without any one else by her side. When she arrived at the scene, Mansha greeted her hospitably.“Sit down my dear. How have you been?” Mansha asked as she took hers.“I’ve been doing well,” Essi smiled. “Really? Why does it feel like there is something great that happened to you?”Well, the last time that Essi met her personally, she wasn’t able to tell her about Oneil. But before she could begin talking about that, Mansha assured that she would not disturb a thing that she might have deemed private.Essi rather has a hint that Mansha must have done another background check of her. She could only hope that her friendship with Mansha is not ruined by that.“You know tha
Was it the absence of the house rules or the strong tumult among the reactions of the people that the silent issue about the buyout of shares got revealed in the most untimely manner? Throughout the meeting, Grant was confident in his stance that his issues with the Doltos will not prevail because his hands come clean of it. He could himself get pale and his breath is getting heavier. For him, it was the Doltos who did it.“What right do you have to tell us what to do? Don’t tell me that you already forgot how you betrayed Arlelle,” the chairman of the Dolto Group challenged him. It was the last interaction Grant had with them because he wanted them to deny any involvement with the Mercator Group. Grant was only taking other means of ensuring that he has stronger points against rebuttal. But this has come now and the shareholders are getting astounded about the issue. If this got to be leaked out, the stocks of the Mercator Group might fall down.“You have an issue Mr. Grant. For the
Essi has always believed that meeting people like the Binici Siblings meant a good thing --that be it in business or social partnerships. But what Karina offers to her is quite different. Her words have stronger meaning underneath their simplicity as if Katrina had been always trying to interfere in Essi and Oneil’s lives. “So you people are just engaged. It means there is still a greater possibility for any of you to quit, right?” she asked Essi with a hint of excitement. Her words simply do not respect the relationship between the two. Essi chose to not pay attention to it. But Katrina was bugging her in another way by trying to set Essi up with Wyath for coffee nothings and casual dinner. “I do not have much time. If this meeting does not make any sense, then I won’t go, Miss Binici,” Essi declined. “My brother is willing to marry the girl he likes,” Katrina inserted just to make the phone call go on. “Really? That’s good for him then,” Essi commented but was about to excuse he
When everything got settled, she found herself already bringing the large paper bag filled with the three casings where the jewels in their trinket boxes are placed. Her chauffeur waited for her outside and walked with her down the stairs of the auction house. Her car is also set to conclude her night from the Legalion. But before she took a step, Wyath went to her again. “Essi, since it is rare for us to meet, may I ask for your contact number?” Wyath was implying the personal one. “Okay,” Essi said and gave him her number. “But you should also give yours since my phone automatically sets an unknown number as spam.” When they got done exchanging numbers, Katrina went to Wyath to remind him that they must go home now. “Essi, it was nice to meet you. We’ll go ahead for now,” Katrina bid and dragged her brother to their car. “Will you still proceed to the hotel madame?” her chauffeur asked. “Yes, you can also take your time to enjoy things around,” Essi grinned and reminded him ab
It is the actual bidding night. With the preparation of the lights and the friendly interiors of the Legalion Action House, Essi knows this night shall be friendly to her vision. She takes a simple white dress with puff sleeves and white heels. She takes a silk cloth as her headband. Her appearance for the night is elegance mingled with youth and enthusiasm.“Welcome, Madame Essi,” the guard said upon recognizing her card. “This way please.”Essi followed the red carpet leading them to the Jewel Auction Hall No. 1. It is her first time to join an auction by herself. Oftentimes, she would just accompany a family member when they would like to purchase something from the auction. She continued walking around and not recognizing any familiar faces around the auction hall except Wyath. Wyath quickly noticed her too when he turned around. He approached her with a smile. He even introduced his sister to her.“This is my sister, Katrina. She’s the reason why we’d like to buy some of the Maes
Essi had a simple target in heading to Normandy. The Legalion Auction House announced its 25th jewelry auction. Essi was never attentive towards auctions. But this one sets a great importance in her agenda because it was the jewelry collection made by Maestro Marco. She had two important target items because of the discovery that she arrived upon studying the decoration and details on the jewelry portfolio of her grandmother Priscilla. Two pieces of jewelry are no more in the possession of the Paulsson household. It suddenly became included in the auction series of the Legalion because it is made by Maestro Marco.The first piece was dubbed as Ingrid’s because Essi’s grandfather had especially commissioned the jewel maker to make a bluebird-inspired jewelry as a ready gift for his daughter once she will be brought to the world. And yet the owner, continued sleeping.The second piece was a fancy yellow diamond about 80 carats filled with many more white diamonds on its side, forming l
Victor has to weigh many company concerns. First, for the Amyrgia-Gautarza. Second, to Essi’s Gautarza Company and third, to the Mercator Group. Concerning the first two, he can see the clear directions on how the owners would take their future paths. But for the Mercator Group, he couldn’t see exactly where it even errs or go on correctly.He became an instant breadwinner with a clear source of income because the other Mercators in their humble barn house have to lie low for a while. His great ally on the discussion for the Mercator Group was his father.“Our hope in raising this alarm is to the interim chairman himself,” Paulo said. “If only he could also be cooperative to us.”“I don’t see any reason though that he wouldn’t,” Victor stated. “That is why I talked to him about the deliberation of a new policy concerning the selling and purchase of shares.”“What do you see is the problem about the shares then?”“I see some problems of the old policy. It may allow the shareholders to
Sometimes, amid all trials, one couldn’t help but wonder how others felt for them. It was in Victor especially when he regarded how Mr. Arlelle must have reacted to the fate that chased the Mercators. Yet, hoping to be always in his favor, Victor could only remain in silent and work with perseverance. It must have been a good asset that he was not heard as a Mercator because no one would chase him in the hopes to scoop out a splice of an information that can serve a cup of tea. Victor was on his way back to Arlelle’s office, bringing the reports about the recent confirmations he received on his email. But while he was outside the office, he heard some key people of Amyrgia-Gautarza.“How come that you still keep him sir? Is he not a member of the Mercators? It is quite unsettling.”“How can I not when he is still officially a part of the Amyrgia-Gautarza? And what has he done then that he should be fired out?”“But he is a Mercator.”Victor couldn’t deny that maybe in the business wor
Because of the conversation Lady Imeldine and Latifa had in the dining room, Grant went to them with some mud on his jumper and polo. He was worried that Latifa cried again while no one was watching.A shine light hit his eye when he tried to look at what is on the table. He marched slowly until he could see what is inside the box.“Is this your last jewel that you would sell, Latifa?” he asked because he couldn’t recognize the jewel.It was pretty understandable. Because he was never able to see this ring right from its bidding and until his wife’s death. It was Paulo who kept it because Grant didn’t know about the many things that his wife bought.His daughter-in-law didn’t answer yet but his recognition was also now to the visitor. “Your highness,” Grant said. He bowed even lower because he is ashamed of his situation. Knowing that Lady Imeldine was a shareholder, it would be harder to explain his situation to the royalty.“Please, may you be comfortable in dealing with me for I am
It was surely a grave offense that Louis made only to stain the reputation of the house of the Emirvas. But Lady Imeldine couldn’t even make greater punishment against him by sending him back to their country because he would face more grievous repercussions from the entire royal clan concerning the ring. After all, she has compassion to this lad who was also alike to her, almost impossible to receive the crown. He is but a royal and yet has to live in a manner that could promote his name despite the absence of the crown.So Louis was grounded in the rest house and every inch of his move was under Lady Imeldine’s strict supervision. When he tried to beg to his aunt that maybe he could go with her to talk to Essi, she glared at him.“Isn’t it enough that you made a careless work here?” she snarled. “Louis! You even brought shame to our family in front of the Paulssons.”“I’m sorry,” Louis cried out barely having any sincerity since he said out of annoyance to his aunt’s endless squawk
When the prompt for writing kicks, it is sometimes hard to stop the feeling of typing it all. But when Essi got done, she was unsure on how she should continue her article. Because there was something missing about the details of the maestro. Until she remembered what Marco’s wife said when she asked why is it okay for them to look.“It’s just like our twins are also cheering for him.”Essi’s tears escaped from her eyes. Now she’s doubting if she should tell his story. She tried to call Oneil and glad that he had also picked up.“Why? Are you alright?” Oneil asked because it is still not yet 11PM. It means Essi must be still working for something. “But with all the curiosity that Essi has, she hesitated in asking.“Come on, you can tell me,” almost pleaded because when silence starts to answer, it means a bothersome case.“Did Sir Marco ever tell you that he would like some people to interview him? He’s quite famous as a master jeweler.”“You were inspired to write about him, is it?”