“Liam, what brings you here?” she asked with an endearing smile. Liam leaned comfortably against the backseat with his arms crossed in front of him, his voice cool as usual. “Checking up on you for your parents.” Caprice made a face. Liam glanced at the bag she had slung over her shoulders. “What’s your plan?” “I don’t know.” She had only just quit her job and hadn’t figured out her next move. He asked, “Are you still looking for a job?” She admitted quite frankly, “I have no idea.” Liam dropped the matter and turned to the driver. “Drive.” The driver promptly stepped on the gas pedal. They arrived at Sparkrow University girls’ dormitory shortly after that. Caprice was going to leave when Liam suddenly remarked, “Come to me if you’re looking for a job.” “Alright, I got it,” she responded politely. Then, she got out of the car and marched into the dorm. Liam watched her from inside the car. The only thing on his mind was the imagery of the man walking C
Why did she need Heather to enter the city? She could simply go directly to Liam! Heather was doing the same old thing of boasting about her status in Carter Tech City and rubbing her relationship with Liam in her face. Then again, it had been a while since she last saw Isabel. She considered for a moment before deciding, “Thanks for your offer. It is my off day today, but I’m not in the city right now. I don’t think I can make it there in time.” “Well, that’s a shame. Isabel is going to be one of our ambassadors, and I’d love to introduce you to her if you came.” Caprice frowned. Why did she need Heather’s help to see Isabel? Furthermore, it sounded like Heather did not know about Isabel being Liam’s sister. It would make sense if the general public did not know, but she, of all people, should know. Did Liam never mention that to her? Freya emerged from the bathroom. Caprice was surprised to see her still sticking around the house since she should be at w
Caprice quickly became flustered. A wave of embarrassment washed over Freya as well. She took Caprice’s hand and quickly scuttled away from the crowd that was viciously scrutinizing them. They fled the scene hastily. Caprice nearly tripped over while wading through the crowd. At one point, she accidentally bumped into someone. The man she bumped into groaned loudly and quickly grew upset. “What’s wrong with you? Are you blind or something?” Caprice turned to the man, ready to apologize. That was when she realized that it was Moses, Kenneth, Jonathan, and another employee at the company. They looked just as surprised to see her. The person she bumped into was Kenneth. He quickly withdrew the angry intonation in his voice and greeted her with a delightful smile, "What a coincidence to see you here of all places! It must be fate.” Moses shot a look at him, then he stepped forward and asked Caprice in a caring voice, “Were you hurt?” "Moses, aren’t you going to chec
Freya could sense Kenneth's disdain toward Caprice. Always the loyal friend, she backed Caprice up, "That's right. I managed to get two spots for me and Caprice two days ago. We don’t need your help to get inside.” Upon hearing this, Kenneth and Jonathan turned white, they felt called out. Moses expressed regretfully, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I was just asking out of curiosity. I happen to know someone who works inside, so I figured I could help you girls out if you haven’t secured a spot yet.” “I know you didn’t mean it like that, but I think some of you here don’t feel the same way,” Freya hinted not-so-subtly. Caprice gently nudged her to signal her to stop being so confrontative with Jonathan and Kenneth. It was too late. Kenneth immediately scoffed upon hearing her remark. “It must have been pretty expensive. I believe the scalper price goes for around five thousand. You sure are splurging for the occasion.” Freya refused to back down. “So what if
Jonathan stated quite bluntly, "Mr. Moses, she’s not a good fit for you or our company. All she’s good for is being the plaything of her patrons. You’d better forget about her.” Kenneth felt the same way. “He’s right, you know.” Moses frowned sullenly. He was sure that Caprice was nothing like they were making her out to be. Why were they so vehemently against her? Was he wrong about Caprice? …. Only several meters behind the thicket of trees was a small pathway hidden from view. The path was parallel to the main road leading into Carter Tech City. It led up to a separate gate that provided entry into the city. Only the employees at Carter Tech City were aware of the existence of the pathway. Heather hid behind the thick bushes and quietly stalked Moses, Kenneth, and Jonathan. She listened in on their conversation. She had been lurking here ever since Caprice joined their group. It came as a surprise for her to see Caprice here at all. It turned out that she had
Freya's eyes widened. It seemed like she just had an epiphany. After a while, a flash of determination shone in her eyes. She smiled widely and nodded approvingly. Caprice smiled as well when she noticed the effect the words she said had on Freya. The two friends continued chatting for a while until they saw the crowd begin inching toward the entrance. In ten minutes, the gates of Carter Tech City would open. Everyone rushed to the gate and formed a line, eager to enter the city. Freya quickly pulled Caprice up to her feet and joined the crowd. There were more than a dozen ticketing booths by the gate, therefore the people formed as many lines as there were booths. By mere coincidence, Caprice and Freya found themselves queuing in the line right next to the one Moses and his group queued in. Moses immediately noticed the girls and greeted them. Caprice acknowledged him with a faint smile before turning away. Kenneth and Jonathan hardly bothered to greet
Freya swung around and began to get into a screaming match with them. “No! The tickets I bought are genuine. There must be something wrong with the scanner!” “There’s only one way to find out. Why don’t you let the people in line try it with their tickets?" Despite having passed through the gate, Kenneth stood on the other side and inserted himself into the argument. Freya shot a glare at him. “Alright, I’ll show you!” With that, she pulled Caprice to the side and let the next person in line step up to the booth. The stranger took his phone with the QR code shown on its display and hovered it over the scanner. Beep! Green light. The gate opened swiftly. The stranger cheerfully strode through the gate. A stiff silence fell upon them. Caprice and Freya could feel the scrutinizing gazes of everyone around them cast on them. They had turned into laughingstocks. Freya was flabbergasted. Caprice was just as much taken with disbelief. How could this be? Fr
Someone else suggested, “It has to be the owner of Carter Tech City. Who else would warrant such a grand display?” A pin-drop silence loomed over the scene as everyone stared at the car expectantly. Even the people who had already passed through the gates into the city leaned over the barrier and waited to see what would happen next. The car slowly accelerated forward and seemed like it was going to run over Caprice. “Caprice, get up!” Moses’ frantic shout shattered the silence. It was only then that people noticed Caprice still doubled over on the ground, and they began to point at her and laugh. She tried to use a fake ticket to enter the city, then she obstructed the city owner’s entry into the city. They expected the security to haul her out of here like the pest she was. As they thought about her misery, the security forces began approaching her when they noticed that she was in the way. Just when it looked like the security forces were going to haul away like
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t