It was 6 p.m. when Hazel returned home with Josh after she went grocery shopping after work; she was still at the entrance when the maid hurried to her."Mrs. Anderson" Sharon stopped her from going in while Josh walked in with the bag of groceries."What happened?" Hazel could sense something was wrong."I am sorry, but I let a lady in; she claimed to be your sister." Sharon apologized, and Hazel's face darkened. Why did Nady have to show up here?Hazel was so angry right now and was boiling with rage, but she knew she couldn't let it out on the poor maid. "It's okay, thanks," she smiled at Sharon and went to the sitting room, where she found Nady on the couch, her right leg crossed on the left as she gently swirled her coffee."Hazel," Nady called out happily. She knew Hazel ended work at 5 p.m., so she showed up at 5:30 p.m.Hazel clenched her fist tightly and glared at Nady. "What are you doing here?" she asked, and Nady rolled her eyes."Chill, okay, look at how big this house is
Hazel stared at her reflection in the mirror; she was dressed in a simple white gown and held her hair in a pony.Now she felt bad for not buying a gift for the family. "If he had told me that we were attending the dinner, then I would have obviously gotten a gift," she thought. A figure appeared behind her."Mr. And..." She paused her lips; he approached her and stared at her reflection in the mirror."Hmm," Coyle took out the hairband holding Hazel's hair as her long hair fell down her shoulders."Let's go," he said, and she nodded and flipped some strands of her hair behind her ears.They both walked downstairs, and the driver pulled the car door open before they got in; during the ride, Hazel's gaze was out of the window.She wasn't staring at anything in particular or enjoying the night view; she just didn't want her eyes to meet with those of Coyle's.Coyle dipped his hand in his suit and took out a box. "Here," he shoved it to Hazel, who stared at it in disbelief."Did he get m
After the Anderson family was done with dinner, they moved to the patio per Muna's order.She just wanted to see her family happy before the heavens finally call upon her.A maid walked towards them with glasses and a bottle of wine. "Did you get water or soft drinks for my dear cousin?" Arthur's son, who was two years older than Coyle, asked, and the maid shook her head."Sorry, sir, I will go get it now.""No need" Coyle chimed in; he didn't want to toast to whatever they were about to toast to."You see Hazel, Coyle is allergic to wine." Arthur's son, Damon, added, and Hazel couldn't believe it. Can someone even be allergic to wine?She stared at Coyle, who didn't confirm what Damon said: "So whenever you feel like going out for a drink, then hit me up. I will make sure to take good care of you." Damon added, and Coyle glared at him before Damon burst out in laughter."What's that look, brother? I am just kidding," he laughed, and Arthur pointed at the bottle of wine."You should p
Hazel suddenly felt thirsty; she filled a glass of water and drank it at once. Coyle got his answer from her expression.“Well, it doesn't matter now, does it?” Coyle asked, and Hazel’s gaze was on her toes. Did she still think of Max Wilson?“I don't care about him,” she muttered. He hadn't crossed her mind ever since she got married.**Meanwhile, it was already 10 a.m., and the big central hall was decorated so professionally—glass prestigious chairs, the big long table on the stage, and also businessmen who shared a conversation amongst each other.Jude explained to the CEO of TradTech, Mr. Sim, that Coyle couldn't show up because of some emergencies; however, he was here to represent Coyle.“Mr. Anderson must be a very busy man; he never shows up.” Mr. Sim chuckled, and Jude nodded apologetically.“He told me to send him an email of everything that goes on here; it proves he is very interested in this conference,” Jude explained, and this made Mr. Sim happy; he was building a ver
Coyle was in a meeting when his phone chimed a new message. Everyone’s attention moved to him as he read the message with a smile on his face.They all had curious looks at why he was smiling. “I need to have lunch,” Coyle said. He stood up and walked back to his office, where he found Jude by the window having a phone call.“When you are done, order some food." Coyle said, and Jude stared at him in disbelief, since when did he order food?“Is your wife coming to the office?” Jude asked curiously, but Coyle shook his head in denial.Jude ended the call and ordered some food before he sat opposite Coyle. “I attended the conference.”Coyle nodded before he typed a message to Hazel [I am about to, and you?].“It sounds promising,” Jude said, and Coyle dropped his phone before he asked.“So how much do we get as profit if we invest $10 million?”Jude shrugged his shoulders; the organizers didn't talk about the business aspect at all, and that’s what had annoyed him; he knew that’s exactly
The next morning, Hazel made breakfast for Coyle before 5 a.m. and waited for him downstairs.He sighed heavily; he had told her not to do that anymore. “Good morning,” she smiled at him, and he nodded and sat down.“From tomorrow, I will leave for work at 8am... So don’t wake up early again, okay?” He questioned, and she nodded; she just felt it wouldn't be right to let him leave for work without eating.Once he was done, he opted to drop her by her workplace. "But I have work at 8am,” she explained, and a better idea came to his mind.“Then we will drop by my office first; go freshen up fast.” Hazel wondered why they would stop at his office; she didn't have any business there, but she didn't want to sound disrespectful.She got freshened up and returned downstairs. “I am ready.”They both got to his car before the driver took off; during the ride, Coyle was busy reading some articles when Hazel’s phone rang.Hazel checked the caller, and it was Max; she never expected that he woul
"Hello, I am here to meet Mr. Sim." Mia said to the receptionist, who raised a brow confused, Do they just see anyone that easily?“Do you have an appointment?” the receptionist asked, and Mia rolled her eyes.“Of course, I won't just come here without an appointment." Mia snorted before she turned towards Hazel. “You had booked the appointment; tell her.”Hazel raised a brow. When did she book an appointment? Mia feigned a shocked look before she turned to the receptionist. “I don't want to believe my secretary didn't set an appointment; go on and check the appointment at 9 a.m.”The receptionist nodded and checked some information on the computer for a while before he stared at them. “Mrs. Drake?”Mia sighed heavily in relief before she turned to Hazel. “You are very lucky you booked an appointment, or else you would have lost your job,” she scolded, and Hazel was still in a lost state.“Please take the elevator to the second floor,” the receptionist explained before Mia hurried to
Max looked nervous but had to try to hide it. "I just wanted to say hello. I will leave now." Max took this opportunity to flee before it was too late."He wanted to..." Hazel was explaining when Coyle raised his hand, signifying that he didn't want to hear it; he trusted her and didn't need her to explain every one of her actions.Hazel's phone chimed a new message, and she checked to find it was a message from Mia, which read.[You should head back to the office; I have some affairs to handle with Coyle Anderson.]Her gaze moved to Coyle, who was busy on his phone; their gaze met before she glanced away."Are you angry that I took you away from work?" he asked, and she shook her head; she wasn't angry at all.Coyle stood up before he said, "Let's go; I will drop you off at work."Hazel didn't argue and followed him. Minutes later, she was back at the office and decided to summarize the documents Mia had given her, but she kept checking the time and Mia still wasn't back. This left h
Hazel ended the call with her mum and had found the perfect pair of earrings. She picked up her purse and approached the seller and shoved the earrings to her.“Please add this with the ring.”The lady nodded and asked for Hazel’s card, which she handed, and it was swiped.“Thanks,” Hazel smiled at the lady before she turned to leave the shop with Tasha, but an alarm signalled.The security guards quickly rushed towards them, but this left them surprised.“Why did the alarm set on? We paid for the jewellery,” Tasha asked in a confused tone before the seller lady walked towards them.“Hum, it must be a false alarm. Can you please hand the jewellery to me and try to walk out again?” she asked in a respectful tone, as the ladies had just bought two expensive pieces of jewellery, and they couldn’t be thieves.Hazel handed the jewellery back to the lady and tried stepping out of the shop, and it signaled an alarm again.“What’s happening?” Hazel asked, confused.“I am sorry, ma’am, but can
Hazel couldn’t get over the excitement of getting a new car; she kept staring at the car with a smile on her face. She was finally brought out of her trance by a call from Coyle; he had left for work two hours ago. Why was he suddenly calling? She thought before the call got connected.“Hello?”“I will pick you up tonight; let’s have dinner,” he said, and Hazel had a bright smile on her face.“Okay,” she answered, and he said a few things before the call disconnected.Hazel sent a message to Tasha asking if they could go shopping as she wanted to get a ring for Coyle, and Tasha agreed at once; after all, she didn't want to be stuck at home.Minutes later, Tasha showed up at the Anderson’s mansion, and as she walked down to her car, her gaze was focused on the new car at the entrance.“Hey.” Hazel approached her so they could leave, but Tasha pointed at the car.“Did Coyle get a new car?”A smile crept on Hazel’s lips, and Tasha got to understand what was going on just from her smile.
Damon said this while ignoring Coyle’s threatening gaze; he thought, “If he thinks sending me to jail will make me fear him, then he should think again.”“I will leave now.” Hazel waved at Muna and Dora before she got her purse upstairs and left the mansion with Coyle. He sat next to her, busy on his phone, while she focused on the city view during the drive.Soon, the car parked in front of the Anderson mansion, and they both walked down the car, and Hazel was about to walk in when she noticed a brand new Mercedes Benz GLE by the side and got curious.“Did someone come?” Hazel thought they must have visitors and was even more curious to get to the sitting room to see who it was.On arrival, she couldn't find anyone. “No one?”“Coyle,” Hazel called; only then did she realise he was behind her and had a car key extended towards her.“If you don’t like the colour or mark, then I will get it changed,” Coyle explained, and Hazel’s eyes widened in shock.“What?” she muttered in disbelief,
Damon said this while ignoring Coyle’s threatening gaze; he thought, “If he thinks sending me to jail will make me fear him, then he should think again.”“I will leave now.” Hazel waved at Muna and Dora before she got her purse upstairs and left the mansion with Coyle. He sat next to her, busy on his phone, while she focused on the city view during the drive.Soon, the car parked in front of the Anderson mansion, and they both walked down the car, and Hazel was about to walk in when she noticed a brand new Mercedes Benz GLE by the side and got curious.“Did someone come?” Hazel thought they must have visitors and was even more curious to get to the sitting room to see who it was.On arrival, she couldn't find anyone. “No one?”“Coyle,” Hazel called; only then did she realise he was behind her and had a car key extended towards her.“If you don’t like the colour or mark, then I will get it changed,” Coyle explained, and Hazel’s eyes widened in shock.“What?” she muttered in disbelief,
Hazel had an embarrassed look before she shook her head in denial. “What are you apologising for?” she muttered.“I thought Coyle left. I wanted to talk to you before you went to bed, but we can talk tomorrow,” Muna explained and turned to leave when Hazel quickly stopped her.“We could talk now,” Hazel suggested, and Coyle frowned at her before he stood up and walked to the door. He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer to him.“We were having an important conversation,” he reminded her with a teasing look, and she slipped away from him and hurried out of the bedroom.“I will talk with Grandma first,” she chuckled and walked forward before turning to face Muna. “Won’t you come?”Muna sighed heavily before she followed Hazel; they went to Muna’s bedroom, and she closed the door. Hazel noticed there were a lot of pieces of jewellery on the bed, expensive ones, and she had a bright smile.“Grandma, do you want me to help you choose what jewellery will suit you?” Hazel
The family was finally done with dinner, and Coyle stood up with his gaze on Hazel. “Grandma, we will leave now,” he said, and Muna shook her head in denial, she didn't want Hazel to leave, especially not tonight.“Hazel isn't too well; how about you let her return tomorrow?” She suggested, and Coyle frowned. Why will he return without his wife? Especially when he had already released Damon from jail, will he give him the chance to come close to his wife?“I also want to spend the night,” Hazel chimed in, and Coyle frowned at her, but she ignored his look and turned her attention to Sam.“Are you also spending the night here, Aunt?”“No, I need to leave.” Sam stood on her feet and pecked her mum’s cheeks before she patted Hazel’s shoulder.“You will feel better by tomorrow morning. Good night.” She waved at the family and left.Audrey quickly left for her bedroom after having dinner, and Muna knew the couple needed some time alone, so she stood up.“Let’s go to bed; it’s late,” Muna s
Fortunately for Hazel, she arrived downstairs and found the family having dinner and was starving, and Sam was present; she had heard what happened to Hazel and felt sad for her.“Hazel, how is your hand?” Sam asked, and Hazel stared at her hand before she feigned a smile.“It wasn't that serious, Aunt.”“Of course, Sommer said that.” Audrey snorted; she can’t believe they had sent her cousin out of the house because of Hazel.“Stop with the attitude,” Dora frowned at her daughter, who snorted.“I don’t understand why you all had to send Sommer out just because of this low-class woman. Is that how low you all have gone?” Audrey yelled; she knew they were all being nice to Hazel because they wanted to get on Coyle’s good side; after all, he was the master of their home.“Speak to my wife that way one more time and you will wish you never did,” Coyle warned as he approached the dining table.All Audrey could do was clench her fist below the table; she knew just like how Coyle had sent D
Hazel walked into the sitting room and spotted Muna on the couch with some kneading thread; she got curious and approached Muna.“What are you doing, Muna?” Hazel asked and sat next to Muna, who shoved the little pullover she was kneading to Hazel.“It’s been long since I knitted a pullover, so I am trying to reacquire my skills,” she chuckled, and Hazel nodded.Muna suddenly had a slight frown on her face before she dropped the threads and focused her gaze on Hazel.“Does Coyle talk to you about the problems he faces at the company?” Muna asked, and Hazel shook her head in denial. She never asked, and he also never told her, but she had no issues with that; it’s not like she was going to understand a thing.“You know, his dad was a good investor, but he went bankrupt after investing in a technology; the technology never got to the market,” Muna explained.“He lost a lot and was also losing his mind; he had taken two years off the company to study how technology products are being mar
Hazel sat on the bench beside the garden while sipping the coffee; all she thought about was Coyle.She was trying to figure out what he was doing at this moment and if he would come back, also how she could make it up to him.The ringing sound from her phone suddenly interrupted her thoughts; it was a call from Mia.“Hello, Mia?” Hazel said once the call got connected.“Did you really drop a resignation letter?” Mia asked in disbelief, Why would her secretary just wake up one morning and choose to quit her job without letting her know in advance?“I am sorry, Mia; maybe we could talk in person?” Hazel asked, since she no longer worked for Mia. Then it was only right she told her about Coyle Anderson.“You now want to fix a meeting with me?” Mia snorted before she ended the call.Hazel sighed heavily; she knew she was in the wrong for suddenly leaving her job without any good excuse, but she didn't send the resignation letter; Coyle did.Her phone rang one more time, and she quickly c