Mike stands up from his swiveling chair and walks to the television, watching what's going on and listening with rapt attention."She's always so breathtaking..." He mutters and then catches himself before scoffing to himself. "These reporters are so damn rude these days, I have to agree to that. I mean, what's that question supposed to mean?"He goes back to his chair and crosses his legs, right before a woman named Jana Harriet asks her own question.As soon as she asks her question, his expression goes from phase one to phase two.From surprise that that audit has been brought up publicly and then to anger.He flares up immediately. "What the fuck are these questions? Don't these people go through training anymore? Where are civilized reporters of then? How dare she ask about her sex life on live television?!" Almost like he's the one been shot at with those questions, he stands up from his chair and walks around to clear his head.Then the sound of Ivy's laughing flows into his ea
The next day is Tiara's funeral and every dignitary from around the world who knew the eccentric influencer came around to wish her farewell.All of these celebrities, including Liam.Liam enters into the funeral parlor and makes his way to where they are paying respects and he pays his respects.He hugs her parents lightly and gives them a bright smile.He and Tiara were once close friends, even down to commemorating their bond with matching tattoos. However, the effects of power and fame proved to be changing and transformative for her in every way possible. It had totally changed her."I'm sorry for your loss. I'm sure the person behind this evil will be apprehended soon, they are working really hard on it."Mrs Callaghan sniffles, her only child is now dead and she's too old to birth another one. "Thank you son. I'm sorry for your loss too. She was a good friend till the end I hope?"Liam just smiles. He isn't willing to break their hearts further by telling them them the kind of
"Did we hear you all right? You were asking someone for two million for doing something, is that something posting on Tiara's account?" Liam asks, stepping forward, frowning immensely.He may be simply a student in college, in his last year, but he's well aware of the influencer life so he's the best to speak up, neither Ivy nor Ashton interrupt him.Yale pales slightly and sighs heavily. "Yes, that's exactly what it is. Even after her death, and due to the massive amounts of followers she gained after mortem, they even want their products promoted even more...""And you agreed to it?" Liam scoffs. "That's greedy of you. You're supposed to have deleted the account, and if not, just plain closed it."Yale shakes her head. "You don't understand.""What's to not understand here?" Liam asks, incredulity in his voice. "You're using her account to get some fast cash for yourself as long as you just post these product placements and get paid. Isn't that it?"Yale shakes her head. "That's not
Do you think it's up to you to do whatever you choose to do?" The same voice from the first visit to the dark room asks Richard who's struggles his to knees. Richard sighs, his shoulders slumped."Who is this?" He rethinks his question and shakes his head. "It's you again, isn't it?'"Like I said the last time, I don't think I need any introduction, at this point, we're practically besties." That gruff voice comes from the dark. "I seem to like watching you these days... Now that things aren't going your way, you want to destroy everything in your path. You're much more stupid than I thought."Richard is blinded so of course, he can't see anything but has to only rely on his sense of hearing which is sensitive each time he's blinded like that.. "What do you want from me again? This is the third time you're kidnapping me without my consent.""Do you even know the meaning of kidnap? You just used kidnap and consent in one sentence. You must be really dumb." He laughs.The man seems to
A sound of laughter fills the small room."You're surprised aren't you? I just manage to know everything about you. About the two billion... About your corruption and embezzlements... And now, your involvement in the Tiara Case."Richard shuffles backwards till there is nowhere to shift to anymore. "I... I...""You what?""I don't know what you're talking about."The voice becomes passive. "I would have thought you would know better than that by now."A resounding slap echoes in the room.For someone who has been stepped on, hit and punched, another slap is just another beating at this point.He's not numb but his mind is too much distracted to pay attention to the momentary pain.How the fuck does this unknown man always know everything?"So, are you willing to talk now?"Richard stutters. "But... But I didn't get involved the way you think."He scoffs. "Do you think the police is interested in that helpless confession? All those sons of bitches need to know is the fact that you were
Mike's secretary knocks gently on his door."Don't come in." Mike says grumpily, not looking up from the documents in front of him.Knowing him and his moods all too well, she opens the door and enters. "I have what you asked me to get for next week Friday."Mike looks up immediately, making the importance of whatever it is triple in her hands. "Bring it here and show me."She walks to his table and places the tab in front of him. "Here is his schedule and here is hers. Friday night, he has a business meeting in Washington DC so he won't be here for that night. He'll be back the next day so she will be staying alone at the mansion that day."Mike's eyes lights up and it doesn't skip the secretary who's not exactly oblivious to what his plans are. "How about the product I asked you to get for me?"She shakes her head. "That one is a bit harder to lay hands on. I was able to get his own schedule off the company website and hers by sneaking it off her secretary's table. But that product,
"Arielle Brown..."It has become such a routine now that she doesn't need to respond anymore and just stand up.It just so happens that the case she's involved in is a very high profile case so everyone's eyes on it, including the higher ups and the public and there can't be no slacking off and that's what exactly they are not doing...They pull her out of her cell every now and then for interrogations and stuff just to not seem idle. The female police officer leads her to the main hallway.Arielle looks at her but she has her regular don't talk to me, I won't answer you, look on, so she does not say anything but she already knows where they are headed.The last time, the headache had lasted for hours even after the medication had worn off. She plans to mention it to the doctor.Outside, she sees the detective, driver and the van waiting...She has come to appreciate her time outside the station walls now, something she never did whenever she had been free. She had cared only about m
"I'm going for an overnight business trip by the end of this week." Ashton mentions as he takes a bite of his lunch."Yeah, you mentioned it last week as well. I'm genuinely happy for you." Ivy smiles, knowing the kind of deal he is traveling to settle. "So are you saying this deal will be like a new start for CR?"Ashton nods before voicing out. "Yes, it's totally going to be. It's a trillion dollar deal after all. After a lot of deliberations and pitching and investments, they have agreed to invest. And if they do, everything will be better for my staff, but it'll start with you."Ivy laughs lightly. "Sweet words from the mouth of a man is like sweets, after licking it for a while, it reduces till there's nothing." She jokes and pretends to continue eating while Ashton chuckles."You didn't just say that to me..."He stands up and walks to her side of the table, tickling her in the ribs and she laughs uncontrollably, giving up."Fine fine. Get me a Burkin while you're there. I want
"Calm down, she'll be fine." "How can I be calm when I can hear her screaming her lungs out here!" Ashton half yells at Grant and then composes himself. "Sorry but I can't help feeling like this when her screams seem to be pushing at my heart right now." Grant smiles and puts a hand on his shoulder. "You'll be fine." In a little bit, the agonizing screams stop and there's calm. Ashton springs to his feet the third time in a minute. A nurse comes out. "She delivered safely. It's a baby girl. She's been dressed now. You can..." She hears her name being called again and goes back inside, not finishing her sentence and the look she gave to Ashton makes him three times more scared. Ivy is in the labour room, her contractions had suddenly started while on a road trip so Ashton had drove like his life depended on it. Well, maybe because his wife's life depended on it and so did his. The baby had come two weeks earlier than the date she's supposed to arrive which has got all of them
She hugs him gently on the bed and presses a blue button above his head.In about a minute, the doctor with his levy of nurses open the door and come inside. Ivy leaves them to it and steps out for the moment. As soon as she steps out, everyone crowds around her."What's wrong?""Why are the doctors rushing in like that?"Ivy smiles and motions them to calm down. "He woke up just now. I called the doctors for their routine check. We may be able to see him after his checkup."They all sigh in relief and some even hug in relief.She waits with them outside and after a little while, the doctors and nurses finally come out of the room."He's fine now. You all can go in to see him."Without waiting for any other confirmation of any sort, they all push past them like the really big family they are portraying and go inside the room, Ivy goes in last but Veronica gives her the chair so she won't stay standing, tired because of the life growing in her belly.At first, there's nothing but then
The next three hours is a flurry of activities as their families begins to troop in, Grant joining them at a point."Where is he?" Judith asks as soon as she arrives, talking Ivy's in his."They just wheeled him out of the surgery room. I was told to wait outside while they set him up or something."Judith nods. "Oh thank goodness. How did you find him?"She glances at Grant who shrugs right back at her. "I had help from a police officer. He helped me locate him.""Don't tell me it was that one on the news?" Veronica chips in as she comes by, coming into the discussion."Yes, it was him. He just wanted Trust Financials as a reward but I knew he was going to betray me anyway so I didn't really give him.""But the news didn't say you were there?" Judith quips this time."Well, I left there with Ashton and came to the hospital so I wasn't really there. Just popped in and out." She smiles, turning slightly red as she covers one lie with another.Grant laughs and then quickly masks it with
"Grant! Watch out!" Ivy yells as she grabs the gun laying closest to her.Grant whips around and stares right into the barrel of a Beretta '94 that had been left behind by one of Mike's own men.Mike chuckles painfully. He glances momentarily at Ivy who's fiddling with the gun in her hand and scoffs. "You can't even handle it, how can you use it?" He takes his eyes off of her and focuses it on Grant. "So you killed my little brother because he raised the gun at you first? Why am I not dead yet?"Grant rolls his eyes. "Is this one of those villain long talks? I'm sick of them, come on. Just drop the gun and accept your fate. Is that so hard? You lost the fight. Well, leave then." Grant mutters disinterestedly even though he's looking right at a loaded gun.Mike shakes his head. "A fight isn't over until it's really over. Do you know why I took that man? Her husband? After she passed out, I was determined to make him a widower who lost his baby by not letting her to go the hospital on t
Recovering from the gunshot and sudden appearance of Grant, Ivy runs for Ashton's who's very weak and his pulse is irregular. She looks around and her eyes land on a bunch of keys on one of Mike's men's trousers.He smirks at her when he sees her eyeing the keys. "Come get them darling."There's a second gunshot and a glaring hole appears right in the middle of his forehead and he falls to the ground. Wordlessly, Ivy runs for his body and removes the key. Mike's men all flee seeing that one dead. They all drop their weapons and run away, leaving Hank and Mike.The fact that her brother just murdered someone doesn't count at in the current circumstances. She loses the chains that he's been tied down with and he falls limply down into her arms. She holds him up with her strength, not letting him hit the ground, the same way he had cushioned her head that night Mike had hit her in the stomach.He moves ever so slightly and his hand come to rest on her legs before he closes his eyes, a ve
True to his words, Hank calls her in thirty minutes. Reminding her that she has thirty minutes to get there. "Where am I meet you?" She asks him on the call."Grey Street Garage..."She immediately springs up from her chair, grabs all the documents from the table and hisses, remembering that place. She had been locked in a warehouse on the same compound for two nights. She inhales sharply and she's sure she's ready to go there.Not like she has a choice anyway.Anita sees her breeze right by but she doesn't say anything, guessing it's about the call that brought back her appetite momentarily. She sighs, wishing her boss well. If everyone in the whole wide world has to go through such thing, she'd never wish it on Ivy. She's basically the best boss she's ever had.The best of the best.Which is why she wishes her luck silently as the elevator doors close with Ivy inside.As soon as she's on the ground floor, she dashes for her car, checking the time every few seconds. It takes about t
The first day went by...So does the second.On the third day, it has Ivy in a bind, pacing in her office.Anita comes in with a plate of vegetable salad and mashed potatoes, and steak in another plate along with another takeout cheeseburger and fries, even chicken nuggets as well, hoping she would eat one of the many dishes.She hardly acknowledges her entrance as she sets all of them down on the table and looks at Ivy as she paces around her table, her eyes not leaving her phone.Even Anita has no idea what she's waiting for but it seems to have so much importance to her so she can't interfere but she can eat while waiting... Right?"Ma'am, you won't eat lunch again? This is the third day you're skipping your breakfast and lunch."Nobody knows about the baby except her family, his family and himself.She looks askance at Anita and then looks away again. "I'm fine. I ate a lot last night.""Really? I was the one who threw the dishes away this morning."Anita has been the one bringing
"Ma'am!" The officer yells as he bangs his palms flatly on the table. "This place is no joking area. There are conclusive evidence against you, all of this interrogations are simply formalities! Do you accept the fact that you did kill Tiara or not?"Yale scoffs. "Technically, Richard killed her not me."In the interrogation room directly upstairs, Richard scoffs. "That bitch said so? She's just trying to shift blames. She was the one who absolutely killed Tiara. As Ivy said in the press conference, I only aided and abetted. I am well aware of that and I am not denying it. But I really didn't kill Tiara."Downstairs. "He aided and abetted? That rat. He was the one who dragged her body to the car and suggested we dump her in the ocean!"Upstairs. "That whore. She said I suggested it? She hit Tiara over the head and make her pass out which I totally witnessed. Then we thought she had died. Thinking of it now, she had not even seemed any scared at all, she just said we should throw the b
A murmur ripples through the whole crowd.Time seems to stand still.The point exactly was that nobody was expecting that was what she had come to say. Nobody, not even Anita who plugs in the flash drive and the presentation begins.Almost soulless and robot-like, Ivy turns around to the projector behind her that has a picture of cars. Not very specific car but a lot of them.Then she begins her presentation, using the laser pointer to point at the things that matter. "We all know Tiara died and her body had been fished out of the sea. Well, she didn't drown, she was murdered so that means she had been carried or somehow transported to where her body had been dumped. There are things called dash cams..." She uses the laser to point just as the image changes into a car's close up view.There is a small device with a blinking red light and she points to it. "That's called a dash cam and not every car has it but every two of five does. Which is why, from the place she had been killed, I