At the noisy nightclub, Lynn, with a full face of heavy makeup, was drinking with a group of classmates."Lynn, you said you're getting married soon. Is it for real this time? Still with the same old Mr. Getson?" asked one of her friends."I wouldn't tell you if I'm not sure about it, now would I? Yaacob wants to get back together with me and we went on a date just yesterday. He told me after he had enough of a certain promiscuous slut and he felt that I'm the best!" blabbered Lynn."Slut… Are you referring to Nancy Lawson? I thought you used to love her songs when we were in high school."“Well, I didn't know her true color back then. Besides, I was too young and naive to know better, so I was deceived by her. She thought she could do the same to everyone with her good looks. Do you think she was pretty, perfect, and could twist just about any man around her finger? That's not the case at all!" Lynn continued as she downed her cocktail.Then, she crooked her finger to beckon her
Nancy might be older than Lynn by a few years, but she was far from being considered as old.Ironically, just moments after the taunting died down, about five guys came over to talk to Nancy and asked for her phone number.Lynn and her entourage had been sitting around for hours, and not a single guy had approached them.It was obvious that the most beautiful person would always be the center of attention in any club."Shit, you bitch! Your husband doesn't care about you, huh? If not, he wouldn't have let you come to the club dressed like a slut." Lynn glanced at Nancy disdainfully.Nancy looked down at her outfit and felt nothing was out of place. It was a rather chilly day, so she wore a long overcoat. She removed her coat only after she had entered the club, revealing a V-neck cashmere dress.Nancy sincerely felt that was nothing out of the ordinary. She was amused by the irony; Lynn wanted to build herself up as being young and trendy while criticizing her from a moral standp
Lynn and her friends started telling Yaacob what a big bully Nancy was to Lynn as soon as he sat down. Of course, they added a little extra spice to the story, conveniently leaving out how Lynn bullied Celica.Yaacob leaned back on the sofa as he listened. The dim neon light shone down the side of his face, making it hard to read his expression.Lynn also leaned back on the sofa. She said as she laid her head on Yaacob's chest. "Mr. Getson, my father has given his word that he will let go of what happened three years ago. I swear I didn't do anything to Nancy. She was the one who started it. You have to help me."Obviously, the flirtatious Lynn wanted attention from Yaacob, but Yaacob was cornered after Lynn mentioned her father.Even Nancy caught the implicit warning in Lynn's words. All Nancy wanted was justice for Celica.Lynn refused to apologize to Celica. Since Nancy had a go with Lynn, she could not be bothered to wait for Yaacob to make his decision. She was ready to go.
Nancy was still uneasy after she got home.She was thinking about what Yvonne had told her the other day about Yaacob's situation. She was worried that something worse might happen to Yaacob if Lynn told her father about him, even though he assured her he would never let anyone tell him what to do.Nancy was so worried that she decided to call Yvonne."Hey Yvonne, what do you think will happen to Yaacob if the Brownings and Harrison Keating work together?" asked Nancy."I'm not really sure. I've only heard bits and pieces of the news and told you everything I know. Nancy, you should just stay with Benson and not get involved in what is going on between Mr. Getson and the President. We are just their pawns and would never be part of their world. If you got involved, you would only get hurt."Nancy sensed from Yvonne's tone that something was wrong. She asked, "Are you all right?"Yvonne broke down as Nancy asked the question. She began to sob. "Nancy, I am the pawn.""What?""Re
Nancy walked out of the bar after Yvonne left.Yaacob was out in his car the whole time. He followed Nancy as she came out and honked at her.Nancy heard it and turned to look at Yaacob.Just then, a taxi stopped in front of Nancy. Benson got out of the car with Celica in his arms. They had come to pick Nancy up.Nancy took Celica in her arms and turned again to look at Yaacob.Yaacob felt that Nancy wanted to talk to him. He became so nervous that his heart practically skipped a bit. However, before Nancy could take another step, her phone rang.She returned Celica to Benson and took her phone out of her bag.Yaacob had no idea who was on the other end or what was said, but he could see that Nancy was getting anxious, and her eyebrows furrowed as she listened intently.Nancy moved into a corner for the rest of the call. Even Benson was curious. Benson stayed where he was with Celica. He turned and realized Yaacob had been behind him all the time. He gave a friendly wave to Yaa
"When are you leaving?" "Mommy said in a couple of days." "Is that so? I'm guessing she already has the necessary documents ready, and all that was needed was to notify me." Celica did not understand what Yaacob meant, but she could still tell that he was upset about something. She inched closer to him and pressed a wet kiss on his cheek in an attempt to cheer him up. "Don't worry, Uncle Yaacob. I'll miss you!" she chirped. She gently patted Yaacob's shoulder for good measure. "Please don't be sad…" Yaacob finally understood why Benson always put Nancy and Celica first; how could one resist such an adorable little girl? With that, Celica handed her pink toy phone to Yaacob as though she wanted him to give her his contact number. She learned that from observing her parents; people could always keep in touch with each other no matter how far apart they were, provided they had their cellphones. "Celica, why don't I buy you a real phone? That way, you can contact me if anything
"Mr. Getson, Ms. Browning is very upset about not being invited to the shareholder meeting. She demands to see you right now." "Tell her to go away." "Mr. Harrison has called twice already. Do you want me to transfer in his call?" "No. Ignore him." "Mr. Smith and Ms. Peck are back in the country. They want to know if you're up for a meet up." "I'm not." "Mr. Getson, this is Mr. Smith we're talking about!" Taya reminded him. However, Yaacob still turned her down. Yaacob knew there was no way of curing his mysterious illness. The only way he could get by was to fill up his time with work. That way, he would not have time to dwell on anything. However, he refused to meet with anyone besides his secretary. It did not matter who it was. Yaacob was not in the mood to see anyone, no matter how close he was to them. Despite that, Randall still showed up that afternoon. "What's going on here? I was away for a while. The moment I returned, I heard about how terrible you're
Randall ended up finding Rowena in a tiny motel room that was not only bare but had poor soundproofing. The moment Randall arrived, he was greeted by an exciting ten-minute performance from the couple in the room next door. "Oh my God… I'm going to come!" "Shh, keep your voice down, honey. We don't want the neighbors to hear us!" Randall scowled. He turned and asked Rowena, "Is this where you'd rather live than a luxurious villa? Is this the kind of place you're so desperate to hide out in?" "I didn't want to give my identification to anyone, and this motel didn't ask for my ID. After all, giving them my ID would make it easier for you to find me," Rowena explained. She was surprised at how quickly Randall managed to find her this time. She thought she would have a night to herself before he found her, but she was wrong. "I can't believe you went to such great lengths to get away from me." "You were the one who promised me freedom, Randall, but you're keeping me hostage l