Logan's POVMy date with Vivian never went well. I never considered taking her on a date, but I did so for the sake of our wedding anniversary. I've been thinking about Emily since my mother told me about how she met her in Rome. I am sure she is having a great time with Collin right now.To see how jealous I was, I spent most of my evenings searching the internet for recent posts of them. Their vacation has only lasted two days, but I am eager for her to come back, mostly for one reason— I learned that Emily had turned down my proposal for a partnership.It's unbelievable that she would do such a thing. I didn't even know she was the CEO of the imperial corporation when I asked for a business proposition. I recently learned that she turned down my proposal. I am aware that she hated me, which is why she did this.Here I am, looking all forlorn as I sat in my office chair with my gaze fixed on the broad screen of my laptop. I read between the lines of the content in my email– A reje
Emily's POV Still at Vanessa's jewel company ~ “I've never seen anyone so promiscuous as you before, Emily.” Mrs Michaelson's words sank in my ears, causing my blood to boil. She kept a smug smile on her face and her malicious eyes glinted with contempt as she ambled towards me. Her manicured fingers tightly clutched her designer bag and with each step she took towards me, her heels clack on the polished tiles, piercing the peaceful silence. The overall vibe of the hall darkened. Why wouldn't it? A nuisance is here.. One who is bent on ridiculing me at every chance she's got.. Sometimes I wonder if she has no clue about my new status because If she truly does, she'd apologize for the stupid comment she made earlier. I'm sure Logan hasn't disclosed anything to her regarding my new status as the CEO of the imperial company. i guess it was her first time setting her eyes on me after all these years because I could see how surprised she was when she saw me with Collin at the hote
Emily's POVAs the festivities continued, I smiled, my face filled with a hint of satisfaction. I wouldn't deny that I felt great after putting Mrs Michelson in her place. I can tell she's still very much surprised to hear those comments I made. She stole several glances in my direction and I kept this mild sardonic smile on my face to make her know that I'm not in any way bothered by all the mockery she threw at me.I took more drinks from a sever. Settling my lips on the rim, my smile deepened as I drank slowly with my gaze fixed on her.She gulled down the lump in her throat, her face flashing with rage and embarrassment.She mumbled and I sneered, ignoring the litany of curses rolling out of her mouth. "Hey there!" A familiar voice pierced the silence and i didn't need to be told before I realized who it was. My smile got deeper as I spun around with my gaze settling on a stunning figure in front of me. It was Vanessa Avogadro, the famous Italian jeweler and the host of the ev
Emily's POVMy inquiry concerning Collin elicited a rehearsed and strained response from Vanessa. She didn't give me a satisfactory response. She could tell that I was interested in knowing if she knew anything unique about Collin that I didn't. Even though she claimed to simply know him as a well-known designer, I still thought she knew some information about him that I was unaware of. So, time flies and today is the last day we can spend in Italy.Tomorrow, we'll be having our flight back to the US first thing in the morning which means we have just today as our last day of vacation in Italy.Vanessa had requested for a collaboration in a great jewel making project that would work well in a summer camp setting. She Informed me about her plans to come to the US to work with me and I agreed to it.So today, Collin's has agreed to take me out on a date. We're not just going on a date but we're gonna be double dating.“How was your appointment with Vanessa? Were you guys able to disc
“You look so beautiful, Miss Emily. It’s so nice to see you,” Lorenzo mumbled after taking my hands for a handshake. His eyes delved into the depths of my soul, and I froze under his heated gaze. Those constant smirks he wears on his face and the mysterious aura he possesses disturbs me and makes me even more curious about him.Forcing a smile on my face, I replied, “Thanks, Mr. Lorenzo. It is nice to see you as well. I’ve been so eager to see you and now, I am delighted I finally get to meet you before I get to leave for the States tomorrow,”“That’s great,” He whispered as he took his seat in front of me.. Collin sat beside me and his seat was opposite to Lorenzo’s supposed girlfriend.The handsome servers in white shirts and gloves brought our order with smiles on their faces. I stared at the exquisite, savory dish of pasta, fried chicken, paste, and spaghetti Bolognese on the shiny porcelain plates. The aroma wafted through the air, causing my stomach to churn with excitement. Fru
Chapter 35Collin’s POV.I felt a slight wave of satisfaction washed over me. Lorenzo impressed me quite well with his response to Emerald’s questions. I noticed she wasn’t really comfortable when she first saw him. I could see how she stole several glances at him, as though she were trying to point out one of two things. She was a little curious to know about Lorenzo because she kept asking so many questions about him and our past. I’m still curious if she’s satisfied with each of our responses. I’m glad and amazed by Lorenzo’s intervention for satisfying her curiosity with some lies. If he hadn’t, she would have sensed something was amiss and her suspicions about us would have grown.Just one last question from her, and Lorenzo is unsure how to respond.Why is she bringing Cecile into our conversation? Why does she want to know if he’s friends with her?“Do you know who she is?” Emerald asked, her eyes glinting with interest as she stared at Lorenzo, who was now hesitant to give a
Emily’s POVWe had a pleasant flight back to the United States. Despite my satisfaction at seeing Lorenzo at last, I was still a little restless and interested in learning more about him.. I can’t tell why I find this mysterious aura surrounding him. And as for Collin, I could sense how uneasy he was whenever Lorenzo responded to some of my questions. This has led me to two conclusions–Do more investigations about Collin, Lorenzo and his friends and Speak to Collin about everything that is bothering me.Collin clasped his hands on mine after we alighted from the plane. I forced a smile on my face after locking eyes with him. He tore his gaze from mine as he took it to his wristwatch. Bringing his wrist to his face, he wore a frown on his face as he checked the time.With concern on my face, I wrapped my arms around him and asked, “What’s wrong, Collin? Don’t you think we should board a cab right now?”We strolled away from the terminal to the airport, our gaze sweeping at every face
Emily's POVI've been completely immersed in the affairs of the company since my return to the States. Even with my busy schedules, I've always created time for special activities and moments with my son, Carl. Business is going smoothly. I've got a lot of requests for partnerships from various top jewel companies. I've got new offers for a project collaboration with various jewelers and designers. I've been invited to give a speech at the famous Craig's TV show and I've even won three awards recently.Sales in my company have skyrocketed and we've achieved a new feat— earning the highest revenue this month.A smile bloomed on my face as I walked down the hall that Monday morning. My gaze swept across the workers who were busy with making various jewels. A feeling of satisfaction washed over me at the thought of the company's progress since I took over as the CEO.“Good morning, ma'am,” Jade greeted me with a bow as she approached me. She was in a black pantsuit, looking all dashin
Emily's POVAfter a few weeks of being comatose, Logan finally woke up to my surprise. My stomach fluttered, a rush of excitement on my face. The doctor had predicted that his injuries were fatal and it might be impossible for him to survive. I felt so overwhelmed with joy at the great news of Logan's recovery “This is a miracle!” Mr. Michealson, Logan's father, exclaimed, his face etched with relief as he walked into the ward. Mrs. Michelson wiped her tears with the pad of her thumb, her steps faltering as she walked into Logan's ward Her eyes went wide with shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. I'm so happy I could stop her from committing suicide. I've always known that Logan would survive since he had promised to be with me and Carl forever..“Is Logan alive?” She asked, her face etched with disbelief.“Yes, mom. He has recovered. He's not dead. I told you he wasn't dead. He was only comatose,” I explained to her as I held her hands. Logan sat upright on the bed, his lips c
Emily's POV “Help us! Somebody help!” I screamed aloud for anyone who cared enough to listen so they would help in saving my husband.I tore a part of my dress and used it on his wound to place pressure on the injured area in order to stop the flow.“Please, help us!” I pleaded, tears in my eyes.“I'll…. I'll…I'll be fine.” Logan struggled to say to me in a stutter.“No, you are not fine.” I cried, trying to help him in any way I could before better help could come. If I had my way, I would have driven him off to the hospital but, I was in no right state of mind to drive a car now and he could not do the same in his injured state.Soon, Logan passed out and some onlookers dropped by to see what was happening.“Help me! my…my husband has been shot.” “Call the cops,” someone suggested.“Whoever fired the shot should still be around here somehow.” Another person said.“Please, let's call 911!” someone else said and all the while when they were talking and taking steps in helping us fro
Emily's POVEight Months Later…If I was told that things were going to turn out this way in the end, I'd argue that it was a lie and whoever told me was only trying to say that as a means to get me to feel better.But, I guess, there's always a moment of joy after the long nights of suffering too. Everything was gradually getting better and it looked like life was beginning to take a great form after all.Although my son, Carl was currently in the hospital undergoing some medical care and procedure at the moment to help with his transplant, I couldn't help but feel thankful that he has a great chance at surviving the turbulence.“Which one do you think will fit the baby perfectly out of these?” Logan asked me as he picked up a very cute baby outfit. He lifted the clothes in front of me so I could pick from the alternatives he had selected.“This one.” I said, pointing to a white little top that had caught my attention.“I think we can just pick both.” Logan suggested, his eyes access
Chapter….Author's POV “There are so much demand for the new ammunition coming in tomorrow evening. That will be sorted by you, Black.” “You have to make sure everything turn out well when you guys go to get them.” The deep croaky voice of the mafia's grouphead resounded in the room while he addressed the members of the secret organization.“We have to ensure that nobody comes close to our group. The other rival gangs will get too cocky if they notice us slacking. This isn't time to slow down guys, we have to step up and show that we own this arena–”Collin's dark eyes wandered lazily around the dimly lit room, his mind in a faraway place as he sat on the seat at a corner in the room.The mafia members' discussion about the upcoming ammunition that had been imported secretly into the country and the inherent sneer from jealous rival gangs faded into the background while he thought of his newest worry.He couldn't be bothered about anything more except the news he'd gotten from Vivi
"Can I see you both for a few minutes?" The doctor's words came out firm and serious. Emily and Logan exchange glances before taking a deep breath.Emily and Logan walked out of the ward with the doctor. Emily's chest heaved, her heart pounding harder. Anxiety lingered in the air."Doctor, how's Carl's health?" Logan asked first, while Emily stood there looking at one way."While his immune system is still stable, we have to explore several options for a bone marrow transplant. Since neither of you is a match, having a child together could potentially save his life.” The doctor said, staring at them sympathetically.“I understand this is personal but do know that I'll always be here to support you. If you need anything, please let me know. And if you're willing to consider this option, then we can discuss the details further. I'll be taking my leave now,”.The doctor's words hang heavily in the air even after he left.[ Present day]The hospital room was filled with tension, the only
Collin’s chest heaved as he stared at his phone's screen, his hands clenched into tight fists as if he was about to go into a fight. The news played on repeat, Logan and Emily were seen together again, smiling like the latest couples in town. The sight of them chuckling and spending quality time together burned through him like a fire blaze on top of his head."Unbelievable!" he roared, flipping the coffee table in front of him. "After everything I did, after everything I said, she still went back to him?"Vivian, standing in the corner, let out a quiet chuckle. She had been watching him the entire time, enjoying the spectacle of his rage and unhappiness. Unlike him, she wasn’t blinded by anger, she saw an opportunity to do what has always been within her."Throwing objects won’t change the fact that she's back in Logan's arms," she said, walking slowly to Collins.Collin looked around, eyes flashing with anger. "Shut up, Vivian!"She smirked. "Why should I? I warned you, didn't I? Em
Logan's POV “If you're not ready for another baby, I guess we can explore several options. Just know that I'll always be here to support you in whatever decision you choose,” I said comfortingly as I placed my hands on top of hers.Emily nodded as she alighted from the car. Together, we walked into the apartment to check on Carl. As we got in, the maids greeted us with a welcoming smile.Emily cast a bored glance around. I could tell that she was completely stressed and overwhelmed because of Carl's condition.“What of Carl?” She asked the chubby maid who was standing at the doorway.“He’s awake. He woke up just recently. He's been asking about you and his father.” “Okay. Thanks for informing me,” she mumbled, tearing her gaze from her.We walked past several rooms until we got to Carl’s room. He sprawled on the bed, holding his toy train and dinosaurs in his hand..His face lit as soon as he saw us walk in “Dad!” He jumped down from his bed and sprinted towards us. Brenda, his nan
Logan’s POV I boarded a flight back to New York not long after Emily's call. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, my mind racing with several thoughts. I was enveloped by the hum of activities at the terminal. I scurried around, grabbing my luggage behind me. Finally, I was onboard. A wave of relief washed over me but I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was definitely wrong.I stared at my phone as I dialed Emily's number but she wasn't picking.“Emily, please pick up. Pick up..” I whispered, shoving my fingers into my hair with a line of worry on my forehead.I tried to reach her once again but It didn't go through. I sighed in exhaustion as I reclined on my chair.“Whatever it is, I hope it's not bad.” I mumbled, dragging my lower lip with my teeth.The air hostess gave an announcement and meals were served afterwards. I didn't touch my meal; my appetite was gone. All I needed at the moment was to be with Emily and Carl. I shut my eyes, inwardly hoping everything is fine.
Emily's POV The doctor's words resounded in my ears and I just couldn't believe it. I froze for a moment. it felt as if time had come to a standstill. “Can you tell me more about this SCID?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. The doctor's voice was gentle as he added, “It's a rare genetic disorder that affects the immune system.” I listened intently, my brows knitting. He cleared his throat and continued, “It is caused by mutations in genes which play crucial roles in development and functions of the immune system.” My eyes narrowed as I struggled to process his words “So, are you trying to say that we passed it down to him?” His lips conformed into a thin line. He nodded and also added, “While it can be inherited from parents who are carriers of mutated genes, it can also be caused by spontaneous mutations during fetal development. The latter I believe is what caused It.” A deep sigh escaped my lips. I paused for a moment, trying to pull myself together. "What