“Cathy, we haven’t seen you in a minute. Where have you been?” Teresa asked, as Catherine pushed the door of café nexco in and the bell chimed. She had to be careful about her answer. Whether or not she liked it, she was still tied to the Smiths, and her NDA was very much valid. Donovan never gave her a dissolution of an agreement document. “Tessa!” she walked in with a smile on her face. Teresa moved from behind the counter, giving Catherine an enormous hug. Her curly hair shun in the dim light of the coffee shop. Tessa was a real beauty. “You look pretty, baby,” she spun Catherine around like a doll. “Thank you,” she blushed. “When’d you buy a pencil skirt?” she said, as they both laughed. Her faced turned serious suddenly. “No, boo, where have you been?” Catherine was surprised. She tried her best to evade the question. “I’ve been…at work,” she stuttered. “What? You made me lose mine, and you scored one for yourself?” Tessa taped her shoulder. Catherine laughed, to think a
“You girls ready?” Rose was putting the finishing touches on Teresa’s make up.“Yeah, we’re about to get lit,” Teresa shouted.“Hold up, nobody said anything about drinking”“Do we have to say it, Cathy? We’re getting lit”“Woah,” Teresa and Rose shouted. “Stop all your hooting and hollering. The neighbors are gonna complain.”“Who’s paying for the Uber?” Teresa asked with concern.“Abby,” she answered. Teresa sighed with relief.“Are you guys sure about this? I mean, we still have ten seasons of that Telenovela to go.”“Yeah, the same way we have ten years to thirty,” Rose sneered.“Cathy, we’re not going to be twenty forever! Live a little,” Tessa conquered. The same words her mother had once told her in the past when she was working her ass off to get the best grades and fit in with her friends at her new school.It usually started with, “Cat cake, like, isn’t hard, so don’t make it be.”Her mother was an okay one, but made her own fair share of poor decisions. In fact, she never s
Ruby straightened out her clothes and headed back inside, trying her best to maintain a neutral demeanor. “How was the talk?” Rose asked. Catherine was about to explode. She wanted to ask who gave her the right to interfere and act like she’s known her her entire life. She was so mad. Destroying another friendship with horrible words wouldn’t be a problem, but she didn’t. She cleaned her tears and put on her big girl pants. “It was fine,” she said plainly. “How do you know Ruby, by the way?” Abby asked. “We used to be friends in high school,” she explained. “Used to?” Rose whispered. “How about you Rose? How do you and Ruby know each other?” “She was Ruby’s roommate” “Oh, so that’s how you two know each other. I thought you worked together,” Abby said. “No, we don’t. Catherine is only helping out for me” “Really, that’s nice” “Yeah, my company just cut down on staff, so I’m jobless,” she said recklessly. “Really, my friend that manages the exclusive lounge of a popular hot
“Catherine, Catherine,” she shoot out of bed as a familiar voice jolted her awake. Another morning, another missed alarm. Waking up early was never a problem for her, but now she found it difficult. With Donovan, she would get up because his face literally hunted her sleep. “You’re late again, Flora,” he would say. Catherine spent most nights on video calls with Rose and Teresa. She basically explained her entire day in detail. She had been working at the hotel for a while, so there were lots of interesting things to share, especially about her encounters with patrons and guests. “Bro, wake up,” Rose shook her shoulders vigorously as she sat confused on the bed. “Yes, yes! I’m awake. What is it?” she asked. “Tessa’s mother just passed.” “What?” Catherine said dryly, staring into space. She was trying to process the words she heard, but it just sitting right. “Tessa’s what?” “Her mum, she—” “That cannot be possible! She literally told us how her mum helped make brownies.” S
“Why are you here?” he asked, a little confused. Donovan arrived, he saw a little commotion and jumped in immediately without thinking. He didn’t have the slightest idea that Catherine was in the middle of all out it all. “Good to see you too Dony,” she said sarcastically, packing up plates from the table in front of her. “Hi Cathy,” Kenny waved, trying to find a good seat. “Where have you been?” She threw the table cloth in her hand on the table, “You really think you have the right to ask me any questions?” “Yes, you’re in my hotel,” he said with a smug look on his face. “Your hotel?” she asked, “Then what are the odds?” she scoffed. “Okay sir, what can I get for you?” “Don’t be like that Cathy,” he touched her arm. “First of all you have no right to ask me anything—” “Catherine, you’re shouting,” he turned towards the crowd of people staring. She took note of what he motioned to, “Fuck off,” she whispered. “Drop the plate,” he said. “Why?” she questioned with an attitude.
“You awake?” he asked, knocking on the door. When Catherine didn’t respond, he stood down, suddenly remembering what happened the last time he barged in on her. “Is she still asleep?” Kenny asked. His hair was wet and his shirt off. With the toothbrush in his mouth and towel around his neck, he looked like he just took a shower. “This is not the bathroom Kenny boy,” he said. The door to the balcony opened. “Oh, you guys are finally awake,” Catherine said. “Shit, you scared me when did you wake up?” Donovan asked. “About an hour ago,” she said nonchalantly, “I can’t get over this view,” she said. “Get used to it, you’ll be here often,” he said. “Why, this I going to be the new sweat shop?” she asked. He turned to Kenny, “Put on a shirt.”“Or don’t, ” she smirked. “Don’t be a pervert Flora,” he glared. “Kenny can you hand her the spare key?” “You haven’t told me what I’ll be doing her yet,” she protested. “Since I fired you I had to come up with an excuse for my grandfather” “
“Ladybug, I said get down from the car this instant,” he ordered. She sat still them opened the glove box, throwing her phone inside. Donovan got out of the car and opened her door, pulling her out and shutting the door. “Leave me alone,” she shouted and squirmed, kicking her legs in the air. When he had gotten to quite a distance from the car, he put her down and asked again, “What is wrong with you?” When he noticed how reluctant she was, he took off her hood and glasses off. “Were you crying?” he asked, noticing how swollen her eyes were. “No!” she sniffed, “Why would I?” Donovan pulled her sleeve up, he noticed her arm was red and there were a few scratch marks. “Did she do this to you?” “It hurts,” she whimpered. “Stop!” she pulled her sleeve back down. “Did she do this to you?” he asked in a firmer voice. “Yes!” she yelled. “But—” she stuttered bowing her head a little. “It was a mistake.” Donovan hissed, brushing his fingers through his hair. He paced the floor for a w
“Miss Lily,” she said. Catherine and Keila walked back into the changing room. Catherine stared at the clothes with a dead look in her eyes. She held the rack and didn’t move. “Candace, Darby and now there’s a Lily?” she whispered. All educated, and we’ll bred ladies from distinguished families. She couldn’t contend, especially when the person she’d like to fight for was giving her mixed signals. “You like him, right?” Keila asked. “What?” she asked, looking very distracted.“I know you like him. I see the way you look at him,” she said, holding on to Catherine’s hand. “Does it matter?” she asked, a little frustrated. “Donovan has never in his life made an effort to impress anyone. Even when he was with her,” she emphasized, referring to Lily. “He doesn’t seem to be putting an effort in me either,” she pointed out. “That dope is proud and in denial, he never treated any of ex’s like this Lady storm,” she had a sincere look on her face. Catherine pondered on her words for a
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