The operation was a success and Ali couldn't help the smile that refused to leave her face, as she watched her brother sleeping soundly on the bed. Madam Harriet proved true to her word and paid for her brother to be moved to a VIP room. The room and facilities were something an average person could not afford for even a night. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, prompting her to take a look at it. A scowl quickly formed on her face when she saw the message dropped in their official group chat. There was a notice for her to finish her presentation and submit it tomorrow because the CEO was reviewing it. Ali switched off the phone with a triumphant smirk on her lips. She devised a plan right there on how to deal with her scumbag superior. The presentation he was eagerly waiting for will never come, and if he can't provide a suitable replacement by twelve tomorrow afternoon, his salary will be cut off as punishment. The image of his pitiful expression as he gets scolded tomorrow was
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Grandma, you can't take decisions about my marriage. You can't even force Gerald to get married, he is older," Martin cried out, not liking what his grandmother was planning. "Since you are protesting, let's start with something simple." Harriet smiled sweetly, a smile that brought goosebumps to Martin's skin. Martin's phone beeped; he checked it and nearly fell off the sofa he was sitting on. It was a notice from his bank informing him that his international accounts had been blocked. "No! No! Grandma, what are you doing?' Martin exclaimed. His hands trembled as he held his phone up to check it again. "You planned this a long time ago, right?" He whimpered like a sick dog. Losing his international funds made him feel sick; he could even see himself falling into a coma. "Yes. Get married to the woman I choose, and everything will be yours again," Harriet stated, stroking her cat. "I will think about it. Please, Grandma, don't freeze my credit cards unless you plan on losing your
Martin returned to inform Harriet of his decision to marry the girl she had chosen for him. As he walked in, Gerald was sitting at Harriet's feet, massaging her foot. Sometimes, he wondered what waves it would create if he someday made a video of him acting fillia and spread it online. It would leave the whole country and the whole of Asia shocked. The personality of Gerald was such that no one would imagine him helping anyone. Popularly known as the god of the business world in Asia, after winning awards for seven consecutive years. He is the king of the Laverock group, ruthless, arrogant and domineering. There was no good adjective they could use to describe his personality, but in looks, he beat even the Hollywood stars and idols. Martin was jealous of him for many reasons and one of them was how people compared them every time. Gerald noticed his arrival but didn't raise his head to look at him. It was his habit to ignore everyone in his family except his grandmother.
By the time he was satisfied and was ready to leave, Gerald found Barry and inquired about Ali. Barry was stunned that he had come back for Ali and was hesitant to explain the situation that brought the girl there. One, he feared for his life. Gerald wouldn't spare him if he were to find out that he had given him a random woman for the night. He had to tell a lie to divert Gerald's attention from the woman. However, to his horror, Gerald asked him to find the girl. Meanwhile, the person responsible for Gerald's restlessness was busy scheming on how to punish her marketing director for what he did to her. Another message was sent to her to arrive at the company early, so they could revise the presentation before it is submitted to the CEO. Ali had something else in mind. She will definitely go to the company today but not to submit any presentation. She is going there to see the director embarrass himself. After telling her aunt what to tell Harriet if she dropped by, she l
Ali stood between the two approaching disaster, hoping for the ground to open and swallow her. She looked around the lobby for a place to hide but found none. Choosing to make a run to the stairs, she covered her face with her hair and along the open lobby to the stairs. However, at that moment madam Harriet caught her and called out to her. Ali didn't look back, to her turning now means death. She was beginning to regret plotting against her director. If she hadn't thought of using the woman to punish him, she wouldn't have been in this mess. "Why did she run like that? Did someone hurt her feelings?" Harriet was confused as well as angry at the thought of someone offending Ali. "Quick, run after her and see what is wrong," she instructed Martin beside her. Martin grumbled but went after Ali. Just then Gerald approached his grandmother and hugged her. "What are you doing here Granny? You did not inform me that you were coming," Gerald said. His height towered over her but not
"Come inside, no one's going to eat you," Martin urged Ali and pushed her back slightly. He almost couldn't resist to touch her lower back that dipped to form a willow waist and round hips. "Come in Ali, don't stand there" Harriet called from her seat when Ali was hesitant to come in. "I was telling Gerald about you." Ali's eyes moved towards the end of the room where Gerald sat, facing the wall. Her heart was ready to fall out of her chest, she thought she was going to collapse and die before they even find out her secret. "The Aircon is on then why are you a sweating bucket?" Martin questioned as he fetched his kerchief to wipe Ali's face. Before his hand would reach her, Harriet swatted it away and glared at him. He retracted his hand to his side, rubbing it slightly because it was hurting. He eyed Harriet's frail-looking hand, wondering how, she could inflict so much pain with it. Harriet held Ali's hand and dragged her to seat beside her. She looked at her sweaty face and
Gerald picked up his phone and called his assistant, the temperature around him dropping as he enunciated every word over the phone, "Find out everything about that woman who is with Grandma." His jaw clenched and he felt like throwing something. He asked Barry to find her but how did she get to his grandmother? He wondered if she was an enemy. Why else would she approach his grandmother after sleeping with him and now she is chosen to be Martin's wife. "If this is a game, she'd better pray she knows her cards well," he muttered.He couldn't say anything earlier, as Harriet had gotten offended over his attitude towards the girl. Harriet hated anyone offending her guests and this one saved her life, so she is biased towards her. He vowed to dig up every information about her first, before exposing her for who she is, and after that make her disappear. Meanwhile, Harriet fumed all the way to her car. She turned back to grab Ali's hand, and said, "I apologize for Gerald's behavio
Gerald stared at Madeline with a cold, calculating smile. The room fell into an eerie silence, as Madeline suddenly turned quiet from shock after seeing the child. Her fear was etched across her face. She could not believe that Gerald had caught a hold of her family. She had painstakingly hidden them away, so how did he find them? She was sure they were safe, and no one would link them to her.Alan, the man who had been roughly dragged into the other room, looked startled and disoriented. His eyes darted around the room, glaring angrily at the men who pinned him to the chair and tied him up. He had been captured when he was returning from his meeting with a client in Mongolia. Madeline's son continued sobbing in the other room, and it brought tears to Madeleine's eyes that slipped down to her shirt. "Gerald, they did nothing wrong to you, I hurt you, please let them go. My son is just six years old," she struggled with the chair helplessly. Gerald pouted his lips and let the silen
Music recommendation: In The End by Linkin Park."Leave it be for now, let me deal with this one first. Have the child and lover moved to the other room. It's been so long I last saw her," Gerald said, and resumed walking. His expression turned frostier even as he walked languidly through the corridor and halted before a steel door. The door was pushed back by William, and as he walked in, his eyes observed the condition of the room sharply, even under the scarce lighting. He was quick to pick out a flying insect in a corner of the room. It was a cockroach."I didn't remember giving you permission to have companions," Gerald said, looking in a particular direction. The light was turned on abruptly, and it shone directly on the face of the girl who sat directly opposite it and in the middle of the room.Her eyes were forced to close because of the light that fell directly on her face. "You didn't come to visit, I was lonely, and they came to keep me company," the girl said. Her voi
Harriet raised a brow, looking at Ali quizzically. "Why are you against it? Is there something wrong with your body? A scar?" Ali shook her head and nodded at the same time. She stared, confused and frustrated at the same time. Harriet tilted her head, her eyes narrowed. "Did Gerald hurt you?" She asked, the air around her turning chilly. Ali's mouth opened and shut as she struggled with herself about whether to tell Harriet about it or not. But seeing as the woman's expression was turning uglier by the second, she decided to tell her. If Harriet could punish Gerald for hurting her, then why would she hold back? She lowered the neck of her collared shirt and showed Harriet the finger marks on her neck. She side-glanced at Harriet and noticed the way the older woman was trying so hard to control her anger. "How dare he lay a finger on you?" She asked through gritted teeth. Ali's face crinkled with a cheerless smile as she said, "It was a misunderstanding. He thought I was tryi
Again? Ali thought, and a frown settled on her face. Was he dumped by his first love? Did she cheat on him with someone else? So a woman was the reason for his refusal to get married and also why he kept treating her like an enemy. She observed Harriet as the older woman's mood turned gloomy. Then Harriet started her story. _______________Gerald had finished his heirship training and had returned to the country. However, he didn't return alone. He brought with him his best friend, Caleb, and a girl, Madeline. Caleb was the illegitimate son of a business mogul in Barcelona. He and Gerald had met at school. Initially, Gerald didn't like Caleb when they met because Caleb was clingy and a troublemaker. He was always cold to him, but Caleb wasn't fazed and kept looking for him, and eventually he won Gerald over. A few years later, when Gerald was attacked by thugs in Hong Kong when he went for a business meeting, he met Madeline. She saved him and hid him in her shabby apartment.
Hello guys, Please note that this note is to inform you that this chapter is intertwined with two scenes. One is where Harriet is giving us a history of Gerald, and the other is what Gerald is doing. Don't get confused. I am going to demarcate them with a line. You'll also know the reason why Gerald hated marriage and really hated Ali, and why he was so cruel and heartless.__________ Gerald walked past the man, his steps turning hasty as he reached the door of the room in no time. "When did he awaken?" Gerald asked, glaring at the doctor."Yesterday, but he was fine until an hour ago," the doctor frantically explained, his gaze darting to and fro between Gerald and the door. The way his body trembled made Gerald glare harder at him. The screams continued, and so did the thudding on the wall. "Where is Nurse Blair?" Gerald asked, taking off his wrist watch, then his jacket. "T—that," the doctor hesitated, his shifty eyes stared at everywhere but Gerald. Gerald's face became unsig
Hello guys, Please note that this note is to inform you that this chapter is intertwined with three scenes. One is where Harriet is giving us a history of Gerald; the other is a flash back on Gerald's childhood; and the last is what Gerald is up to. Don't get confused. I am going to seperate it with a line. You'll also know the reason why Gerald hated marriage and really hated Ali, and why he was so cruel and heartless.___________ Ali walked around Gerald's room. His room was sophisticated but the main theme was black, and only a few things in the room was white. He surely was just black and white and was in serious need of color in the room and in his life. Her clothes were already arranged in the closet by the maids. She went for a little tour and couldn't help marveling at the splendor and his taste. A little more color would make it heaven on earth. She sighed and took a seat on the bed. Her eyes stared at the bed for a while before she read the text that Mary sent her.
Bridget alighted in front of a red-painted two-storey building and threw her car keys at the gateman. She walked briskly towards the entrance, and the bulky men standing guard opened the door for her. A woman was standing behind the door, and as soon as she walked in, the woman passed her a glove and a nose mask. "Don Moses and Don Romero are checking the new drugs that arrived yesterday with the clients. Do you want to join him?" The woman asked. "No, I want to see my son first," Bridget replied. "Martin is not allowed to see anyone..." "Do I look like I care about Dad's orders? I said I want to see my son," Bridget snapped at the girl before turning and pushing the next door beside her and walking through it. She was fuming, and her heels made a sharp sound against the marble tiles. She took a few turns along the corridor and walked down a flight of stairs, which eventually led her to an iron gate. She sighed and banged on the gate. The ruffling of keys was heard befo
"Stop talking nonsense Joe. You are still too young for such thoughts," Vivian sighed. "And you and Ali are way too old to notice it," Joe retorted, "I can feel it, he likes Ali, but she is too dense to not notice and ended up with that mean man that makes her cry," he balled his hands. Vivian stared at him surprised. Joe had pretended not to know anything, but he understood everything perfectly well. It seemed they had to stop having such conversations in front of him. "Listen here boy, don't talk about this with anyone, it's a secret," Vivian warned. Joe huffed and puffed his cheek, "Of course I won't tell. I feel ashamed just thinking that that man is my brother-in-law. People would surely laugh at us," he turned to his side and laid down. Vivian stood there stunned and speechless. She stared at his head. Did the surgery do something to his mental state? Or was it his innate nature that he had hidden? Joe had never talked like that. She didn't know that it was his condition
Gerald couldn't fathom how a girl in this time and age could be clueless about what happened around and with her. Was she that dumb? He gritted his teeth as he enunciated every word, "Because it is rare to see grandmother force her will on me. She just woke up one morning and started plotting so much. Did you think she allowed you to marry into our family because you saved her? How naive," he sneered. Ali blinked; she was lost for words and could only look at Gerald with her dull black eyes. He said, "Grandma isn't someone who takes a no when she wants something. She manipulated you so you could marry me with another motive other than bearing grandchildren." He didn't hide anything about his grandmother. He wanted Ali to know the kind of person she was, not to spoil Harriet's image in her eyes but to make sure they both didn't conspire against him. Having a wife who blindly follows the orders of someone else, especially someone like his grandmother, was risky. He wanted Ali