“The long story cut short is that another company is stealing our clients, so we have five days to close this acquisition deal. If not, Mr. Stanford Smith with make our lives a living hell,” he explained.She sat quietly lounging on her chair. “And how does that concern me? He doesn’t know me,” she blew softly on her finger nails. Donovan huffed, he stared in awe. “You work here now Catherine and you’d get a monthly salary for your efforts to evade a tragedy with our current situation,” he explained.“Well if you say it like then,” she grinned. He sighed, “Kenny, you’ll work with her, I’ll think of other means to solve the problem,” he instructed giving Kenny an apprehensive look. He nodded, understanding what Donovan said.His affirming Catherine as his girlfriend had caused an emotional upheaval. It most definitely stared up some old memories for Lily. She was upset, and now she was using his only weakness against him, the company.Lily was Donovan’s first love. After the pen incide
“Now was it so bad?” he asked. She shook her head, her lips formed a thin line, “We should probably head back to the office,” she suggested. “Absolutely not, the nurse said to get some rest,” he scolded. “But we need to work and eat,” she cried.“Alright, I’ll take you back to you apartment”“No,” she yelled, “I have a new roommate. Those girls are always half naked,” she warned.“Donovan’s apartment?” he suggested.“Better.” They walked back to the car slowly because Catherine was still feeling little dizzy.“At least you weren’t concussed,” he said.“It was a slight head bump,” she said.“Yeah, but you acted like you lost a limb.” Catherine glared at him, “Stop teasing me!” she punched Kenny in the arm. She flinched, pulling her arm away. “I think I broke a bone.”“You want to go back,” Kenny motioned towards the hospital laughing. “Absolutely not.”He laughed opening the car door for her. “Hey, my wine,” she screamed.“I am a man of my word,” Kenny said, “We’ll stop by the mall.” S
“Car accident,” he said nonchalantly. Donovan started to breathe heavily. “Are you okay, what’s wrong?” she asked. He chuckled then started laughing, “You should have seen the look on your face,” he said. Catherine paused, “Are you crazy, I thought you were dying!” she clenched her fists. “Bro, that was fucked up,” she had tears in her eyes. He felt really bad for her. Nobody ever resonated with him the way Catherine did. She got sad when he was sad and happy when he was happy. It really got him thinking, was she getting attached to him? He was so scared of getting attached to someone and being abandoned. Even if all his relationships in the past had been orchestrated by his grandfather, he never brought himself to love anyone of them. He never could. The fear of loving and loosing, the fear of disappointing a man who put so much faith in him, he couldn’t bear to loose. He would much rather lose love than lose at life. Becoming emotionally dependent on another person would make hi
On the highest floor of Zenith inc were gathered well dressed business men referred to as ‘the board of directors’. As expected they were there to go through the current business insights and sales report of the company. It wasn’t a rare sight.It actually happened once every three months. The dormant partners were also tapped in for the meeting. They participated with telecommunication devices as they were mysterious and liked to keep their identities hidden.The meetings which were impromptu were emergency meetings, ones where the capabilities of the current employees and management were questioned. Those happened seldom and always hauled in at atmosphere of worry and concern within the board members.Today was not one of days where the horrible meetings happened. This wasn’t one where shareholders and members of the board gather to query the financial standing of the company in real life.On the contrary, this one of those occasions where the tenacity and tact of the people on top
“Alright, I’ll be with you shortly, sir. I’d like to get a few things,” he said. Stanford smiled, “We’ll take my car, I’ll be waiting.” He was too eager. Donovan began to think there was an ulterior motive. He canceled all his appointments for the day, then headed downstairs to the underground parking lot. Donovan stopped in his tracks. He wondered what had been so important for such a proud man to personally request his presence at home. He continued walking, spotting his grandfather’s new Maybach S680 was parked neatly. He approached the car and was greeted by Stanford’s personal bodyguard, who held the door open for him. Donovan slipped into the back seat where his grandfather sat. “Are you okay? What’s that look on your face about?” “I’m alright,” Donovan responded. He was thinking about Catherine, who was alone in his apartment, waiting to hear the good news about their victory. “Drive!” Stanford instructed the chauffeur. He obeyed immediately as the car engine turn
“The sooner you understand that my attachment is not to this place but to you, the better,” she smiled fondly. “I like you, Donovan.” He was flushed. Was Catherine a day drinking? What was he going to say to her? She liked him? Donovan never knew the idea of love growing up. After his father left, everything turned sour. “I like you so much that I can’t help myself sometimes,” she said with a broad smile across her face. Her smile completely faded. “But how can I like someone I don’t know?” He stared at her intensely. What did she mean she didn’t know him? His heart sunk into his chest. “What do you mean?” he asked. “I know your name, your house, the names of all your family members, your company—” she paused, staring down with a wry smile pasted on her face. It was actually true. She knew nothing about him, and he knew a lot about her. Some things he found out on his own because of how open and honest she had been, others he found through Jerry. “Donovan, I don’t know you!” she sa
One week, two weeks and now three, the feeling of being watched plagued him. Donovan couldn’t tell whether his mind was playing tricks on him. The engine of his car purred as he made a way into the underground parking lot. He jumped out of his car almost immediately as his eye caught a not so distant shadow. It had now been happening too often. He would see faint shadows around and when he went in to see what it was, there would be nothing but emptiness and absolute silence. What was this new sinking feeling? He had always had confidence, but lately it seemed like everything was going to shit. Who could he trust? He scanned the area before jumping into the elevator. Donovan had been acting off for a while. He glanced out of the window after pulling up the blinds that covered the kitchen windows. He saw no one. Donovan shook his head as his thoughts were in complete disarray. He paced back and forth, glancing through the large space. “The whole street is empty. What is wrong wi
“Hello, am I on to Catherine Flora?” the voice spoke from the other end of the phone. She glanced at the caller ID once more, an unknown number. She didn’t get calls often, so anytime she did, she got a little tensed. Could it be mum or dad? Who wants to talk to me? Who wants to see me? Her heart would race in anticipation of something good, promising even. Was it just wishful thinking? “Yes, you are,” Catherine said hesitantly. Who was this strange female calling her? She couldn’t recognize the voice. It was definitely not her mother. “Here,” she hears the lady say, then some rustling follows before the phone is passed and she hears a familiar voice. What is happening? “Catherine, hello.” Catherine tries to decipher who the distressed voice belongs to. “Keila?” she takes a guess. But why would Keila be calling her? How did she get her number? She pauses to think, then remembers she gave it to her in the dressing room some weeks ago. “Yes, can you come pick me up?” her voice pul
Thomas had helped them a great deal. After the words “I have it,” that he spoke to Lily over the phone, no one had heard a peep from her in months.Her baby was found on his doorstep alongside a note that he didn’t bother to read.Donovan was certain it was a confession of her lover for him. He beat himself up for a long time for not being able to recognize that she was obsessed with him. Life had been good, quiet. It didn’t take Catherine very long to get acquainted with his niece. Her father was, indisposed.They became more open with other people, family, friends, business partners, they learnt to forgive right after buying up all Zenith shares with the help of the ghost partner and replacing the entire board. It was a sigh of new beginnings for everyone.Lily was discovered later at a rehabilitation center in a foreign country. Now it was clear where she had gotten her evidence to plant. Kenny was released from prison almost immediately. He and Teresa finally became official. They
After everything, the meeting ended in a deadlock. There was no amount of money Donovan offered them that picked their interest. Lily’s goal was to get him locked up as revenge for what he did. The dimly lit room didn’t quite help. Shadows danced on the walls as they were cast of a horror movie. There were series of questioning which was the interrogator practically putting words into Kenny’s mouth. It was such a horrible sight. Donovan tried his best to keep his calm but some part of the interrogation became unbearable. He slammed his hand on the steel table when it got to unbearable. He was escorted out afterwards. “We’ll get through this. Stick to the legal advice, and we’ll do our best to protect Kenny.” His legal representative tried to pacify him. He had tried his best but they so resolute. Donovan was clueless as to how to get through his current situation. Donovan nodded in acknowledgment knowing fully well that the only person who could solve this issue was Lily. He had t
The Donovan woke up with a splitting headache. He had to make Lily pay one way or another. After all the time she had lied to him, it was the least she deserved. Just a little social buzz had made her quiet. Public exposure was the least he could do. This was the worst betrayal he had ever experienced. With all this he couldn’t bring himself to look at the girl he called his daughter differently. She was his niece anyway and he still had a responsibility towards her. Donovan was struggling and in deep thought when he was alerted by Janet that he had a visitor. He wondered whether Lily had come to back the rest of her things. She made an entire soap opera, rolling in the floor and begging him. She claimed it was the first time and she did it because she felt lonely. That was understandable, but Donovan had to confirm for himself. Not surprisingly, the CCTV footage said otherwise. His punishment for Lily came with a bit of backlash anyway as the online attention was quite excessive.
Thomas sat down glancing at his watch from time to time. He held his iced latte sipping on it slowly. If Lily didn’t show up he was going to leave. The ambiance of the place was nice, and the coffee, even if it was expensive still hit the spot.He spotted her from afar. There was no way to miss her. Even with her elaborate disguise, you could sense her elitist spirit from afar. The Gucci scarf and Versace glasses gave her away. Social media has been buzzing with the news of her infidelity.The backlash on Nigel wasn’t easy either, he was now the official black sheep. Failed career, no steady relationship. The pair did a number on themselves. Cause of injury- self-inflicted. She walked in sweating and panting like she had run a marathon, and failed.“Are you okay?” he asked examining her demeanor, “Should I get you something to drink?”“No, I’m fine. I just need your help, it’s not going to be a long one.”“What do you need?” he furrowed his brows.“You know what I need,” she was getti
Donovan was burdened by guilt and wrestling with his thoughts. He just had to go home. He was in a daze. Multiple scenarios and reflections play out in his mind, amplifying the weight of his past assumptions and the impact on Catherine.“I messed up. I can’t believe I thought she betrayed me,” he said muttering to himself. Lost in his thoughts, he barely registered his surroundings. “Mr. Donovan! Are you alright? You’ve been standing there for ages.” Donovan was pulled out of his reverie, looks around, realizing the passage of time.“I… I’m fine. Just lost in my thoughts.”Janet was concerned. She observed Donovan’s troubled demeanor , “Is everything okay, sir? You seem really upset.”Donovan managed to force a smile, “I’ll be alright. Just a lot on my mind.”Janet was unconvinced but just had to respect his privacy. She left Donovan to his thoughts. There was a strange atmosphere that followed. He was burdened by Catherine’s revelations, it took an emotional toll on him. He handed
Thomas battled a fever throughout the night, Catherine couldn’t bring herself to leave him in his state. Conflicting emotions added another layer of discomfort. She wanted to be compassionate and supportive, but everything that had happened so far made it challenging to offer solace without judgment. “I’m sorry Catherine.” Thomas tossed and turned. “I know you are, but you’re not well. Let me take care of you.” Underneath her caring gestures, is an unconscious judgment that she had already passed on him. There was a struggle to reconcile the person she thought Thomas was with the actions. Catherine tried her possible best to navigate between empathy and her own feelings of hurt. It was morning, Catherine faced Thomas who was lying on the bed. There was definitely a need for a conversation about what happened. Even though he was unwell, the situation called for immediate concern. The atmosphere was fragile. She just couldn’t trust him again, not after all the lies and secrets. Who
The way Thomas had been on the phone recently was unnerving. He obviously was discussing things related to work but the intensity of the conversation caused even Damien to be unsettled. The baby would turn in his sleep, causing Catherine to worry. It was morning. Thomas was on his regular routine. Catherine, feigned interest in a magazine, subtly adjusting herself in the soft cushion. She needed a compostable position if she was really ready to eavesdrop on Thomas’s increasingly intense work conversation. These days, he was too immersed in work and put in extra hours. She wondered whether he was doing it to stay away from her. The distance was good, at least he wasn’t breathing down her neck anymore, it helped her think but now, the house started to feel a bit empty even with all the helps around. The hushed tones and cryptic discussions fueled her curiousity, leaving her unable to shake the nagging feeling that he might be involved in something off. She was very interested in whate
Why did he do that? The overwhelming jealousy and need to control had caused him to blurt out something so stupid, ‘I’ll call you?’ really. Donovan brushed his hand across his face as he best himself up. That was on of the most foolish things he had done in a long time. All because of Catherine. He wondered what people might think of him and how many people heard him. The car ride seemed to have become longer than he recalled it was when they departed. The car took an abrupt turn barging into his concentration. He faced the driver sternly, “I thought you do this for a living, how do you make money when you cannot do your job properly?” The driver stared back at him with pursed lips and an apologetic look on his face. “Hey, what’s gotten into you?” Lily asked. Immediately, he collected himself, “I’m sorry,” he apologized. The driver gave an assertive look and continued his journey. He couldn’t wait to go and wash all the shame off his body. He was upset, why did Catherine run off l
“Shit!” he punched into the sofa. Anger and sadness took a hold of him in that moment. Even though his meeting Catherine outside was extremely coincidental, Thomas emerging from his hotel room in that exact moment wasn’t something he expected.The only thing his presence did was create unnecessary tension and angst.“Donovan,” Lily said rubbing eyes with both hands. “What’s wrong?” she whispered. He didn’t put his sleeping child into consideration before his tantrum.“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he said slumping into the sofa.“You’re upsetting Lily,” she protested.He sighed, “I’m sorry, I’m-” Donovan shot out of his chair and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.He walked to the sink and opened the faucet, throwing water aggressively across his face. He wasn’t still satisfied with the result. Donovan let the later run in his palm till it flowed over. He vigorously washed his face again. Why did Thomas have to come?In that moment, Donovan thought about a number of ways t