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
It was already 7 p.m. and Hazel had spent more than an hour in the kitchen, so she walked to the bathroom to freshen up.Hazel could hear her phone keep ringing, so she wrapped a towel around her body and hurried to the bedroom and retracted her phone from her bag. It was a call from her dad, so she sighed heavily and connected the call."Hello father""Hazel, how are you doing?" He asked, and she knew there must have been a selfish reason he called; her dad has never called her to simply check up on her."I am fine, father.""Drop by the mansion tomorrow; let's have dinner tomorrow, okay?" He asked, and Hazel knew he would only throw hurtful words at her if she said no, no matter what; he was her dad, and she had to respect him."Okay, father, I will be there." Hazel answered before the call got disconnected; she dropped the phone on the bed and turned to return to the bathroom when her gaze met with Coyle's.Hazel got so nervous and was about to rush back to the bathroom when she sl
The next morning, Coyle didn't leave for work at 6 am as always; instead, he was still asleep at 6 am, and this got Hazel worried.She brought her face closer to him to see if he was okay or if he had a fever. "Do I get a good morning kiss this morning?” Coyle muttered, and her eyes widened in shock. She was about to step back when his hand wrapped around her neck and he pulled her closer.“Where is my kiss?” he questioned, and she swallowed the lump in her throat. Coyle kissed her, and this time she was sensitive enough to close her eyes.His hand moved to her waist as he deepened the kiss when Hazel quickly stood up. “I will hurriedly make breakfast.” Then she dashed off, and Coyle chuckled before his gaze moved to the clock. He was awake an hour ago but had to stay more on bed so Hazel wouldn’t go make him breakfast at 5am as always.After breakfast, Coyle headed to the office, and Jude was shocked to find him come in at this hour.“Sir, did something happen?” Jude asked, and Coyle
Hazel stood before the Jones home, this place that had made her believe she didn't deserve happiness if her sister said so; she was her sister’s shadow but still loved them.Her mind drifted to her graduation from college; her parents had made her believe they would be there, but they never showed up. When she asked, she was told Nady had a menstrual cramp and they couldn't leave her alone.That had hurt her deeply, as she was one to feel worst during her period, but her parents never thought of canceling any event to stay with her or even putting thoughts into it.“It’s in the past,” she pushed the thoughts behind her brain and walked in. Hazel was slightly shocked to find Nady and Max on the couch.She had no idea Max would be here as well; her frown deepened as she both ignored them and headed to her father on the couch.“Hello father”Mr. Jones had an excited look once he saw her; he hurriedly stood up and hugged her tightly. “How are you doing, Hazel?” he asked, and Hazel had nev
Hazel chuckled in disbelief; he was one to question her when he just walked in with Selene.“I met up with Damon; we talked about his dad,” Hazel explained, and Coyle nodded.“I know you care so much for my family, but I don’t feel comfortable when you meet up with Damon,” he explained, and Hazel nodded.“I understand. I won’t meet up with him again,” she said.“Good…so did the doctor check up on you?” He asked, and she had a nervous smile. She had totally forgotten about the doctor and went to meet up with Damon.“Let’s go.” Coyle held her hand, and she frowned.“Where?” “Hospital,” he frowned when she stopped moving, so he carried her in his arms as she kept flinging her leg.“I am fine, Coyle; just let me be.”“I am not sick,” she tried convincing him, but to no avail, as he pulled the car door open and made her sit before driving away.“I assure you that I am completely fine… Yesterday I just felt nauseous and vomited,” Hazel kept explaining, but Coyle turned a deaf ear to her an
Hazel returned to the mansion and was all lost in thought, she was wondering if Selene could have bad intentions towards the family.“This is so twisted,” Hazel sighed, and her thoughts got interrupted by the loud clattering sound of dishes in the kitchen, so she quickly headed there, and to her greatest surprise, Sven stood there surrounded by breakable plates.“Oh my…” Hazel hurried to the kid and lifted him up before rushing to the sitting room.“Are you okay? Tell me where it hurts.” Hazel was all paranoid as she kept scanning the kid’s body, but he simply pushed her hand away.“I am fine.” Sven frowned, and Hazel shook her head in denial.“What do you mean? What happened?” Hazel asked.“I just wanted to warm water for coffee; it’s not my fault that your slab is so high and the dishes fell off,” he snorted, and Hazel was confused; why would he ever want to do that?Her gaze shifted to his right leg where she noticed a scratch “I will be right back”She hurriedly got the first aid
Hazel returned to the sitting room with two cups of coffee and one cup of warm milk for Sven. she shoved the coffee towards Muna and one to Sam who smiled at her.“Thanks dear”Haze didn’t reply, she walked to Sven with the cup of milk “Here”“Why are you giving me milk?” Sven asked, and Hazel was confused; if not to drink, then what else?“You don’t like milk?” she questioned, and Sven shook his head in denial.“But I didn’t ask for milk”—that was the kid’s reason, and Sam walked towards them.“Do you want to receive a beating?” Sam questioned, and Sven quickly shook his head in denial before he took the cup of milk from Hazel and walked to Muna.“Do you have difficulties with the kid?” Sam asked, and Hazel sighed heavily and folded her arms below her bosom.“Please, I really don’t want to exchange words with you.”“And I am not here for that.” Sam assured Hazel “Yesterday you made me realise my mistakes and how unfair I have been to my nephew… I owe you a lot, Hazel."“You are a goo
Coyle parked the car in front of the mansion, and his gaze shifted to Hazel, who kept avoiding eye contact with him.“Hazel,” he called, and she turned her gaze to him, and he noticed her face was wet from tears, and he felt his heart squeeze seeing his wife in such a condition.“I shouldn’t have spoken to Muna that way.” Hazel muttered; it was just the heat of the moment, and now Muna must feel very bad and very angry at her.“She will be fine, come.” Coyle walked down the car, but Hazel didn’t.So he pulled her car door open and carried her in his arms, and she wrapped her hand around his neck; she felt more comfortable this way.“I am sorry, Coyle. I should understand you more than everyone, but I don’t,” she confessed, and he kissed his teeth.“You do, baby,” he assured her before they walked upstairs to the bedroom, and he placed her on the bed.She was looking so tired, so he tucked her in the bed and rubbed her cheeks. “Go to sleep,” he whispered, and Hazel shook her head in de
Hazel was done freshening up and walked out of the bathroom when she bumped into Coyle; he had been standing by the door waiting for her.“Uhm...hey.” She was so nervous because of how they ended things at his office and turned to walk past him when he grabbed her hand and pulled her back.Hazel flinched and grabbed onto her towel, which was at the verge of leaving her body. “What…what are you doing?” Hazel stuttered, and he raised a brow.“Do I need a reason to want you close to me?” Coyle questioned, and she shook her head in denial.“I need to leave; I am sure Muna hasn’t eaten the entire day, so…”“I should have told you.” Coyle chimed in, and her brows furrowed.“I should have told you about Arthur and my plans,” he added, and Hazel nodded; he should have, but he didn't.“Why didn’t you?” She questioned, and he let go of her hand.“Maybe because I didn’t want you to dampen the fire in me, to make me forgive and let go.” He knew that was the type of person she was; she would have
Hazel drove back to the mansion and was visited by an unexpected scene. At the entrance of the house were Tasha and Mia in a heated argument.She could hear them yell from her car.“Hazel is my best friend, and I have every right to be here; as for you…you have no right,” Tasha scolded, and Mia chuckled.“You must be stupid for saying that. Do you really think I have no right to be here?” Mia asked, and Hazel sighed.She parked the car and walked towards them. “Hazel,” they both called in unison, and she frowned.“Seriously, what’s this about?” Hazel questioned angrily.“You are both adults but keep arguing every time you meet; don’t you both have more productive things to do with your lives?” Hazel scolded as tears rushed down her cheeks, and they both stared at her in disbelief.“What’s wrong, baby?” Tasha hugged Hazel tightly as she kept crying; she rubbed her hair and cleaned her tears.“It’s okay; I am here now, and I will take care of it. Just give me names.” Tasha said angrily,
Coyle chuckled and approached them. He stood in front of Muna and said, “I love you, Muna. I will do anything for you, but I love my parents as well, and they deserve justice.”“What stupid justice? Do you know how much Arthur loved his brother? Do you even know the bond they shared? How dare you think he would kill his brother?” Muna scolded, gripping her chest tightly. Damon quickly held her in his arms.“Come on, Muna. Let’s just leave. It’s obvious he’s sold his soul to the devil,” Damon muttered bitterly.Coyle clenched his fists but didn’t say another word. He knew Muna was already in a fragile state and didn’t want to hurt her further by responding.“If he’s innocent, then let him prove it. The cops wouldn’t have arrested him if they didn’t have evidence,” Coyle said as he walked back to his desk.Muna moved forward, her voice firm. “Show me the proof,” she demanded. She was determined to see what so-called "evidence" he had.“With pleasure.” Coyle retrieved some photos from hi
Hazel got to the bedroom and found Coyle busy on a call, and she hurried and stood before him, sensing the urgency of the matter. Coyle hung up the call and raised a brow.“Have you seen the news? Uncle Arthur has been arrested.” Hazel said in disbelief and Coyle just stared at her with an unmoved reaction. She furrowed her brow before a chuckle escaped her lips; she now understood his words yesterday.“You did this?” she asked, and Coyle nodded; there was no way he was going to spare a man who killed his parents. Absolutely no way.“But I had no idea. What’s going on Coyle?” Hazel questioned, but Coyle smiled at her; he was happy, though not satisfied.He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her closer. “Don’t bother about such things; I already told you that you are not part of their family and life,” he muttered, and Hazel shook her head in denial.“They are your family, and some matters need to be discussed in between the members of the family first before you know… and I
Kev stared at Mia in disbelief. “What did you say?” Kev felt like she heard wrong.“I am going to transfer 10 million to you now and the remaining 10 million after you cancel the wedding and leave the country,” Mia explained, and Kev thought for a while.She walked back to Mia and folded her arms below her bosom. “Are you going to pay me 20 million to leave Jude?” Kev inquired again, and Mia nodded.“Then he must be really worth it. What makes you think I will leave my fiancé for money?” Kev chuckled.“Because you are with him for money,” Mia answered. She was losing her cool because Kev just rejected her offer. She knew well that Kev would accept at once because she loved money, but that wasn't the case.“You are pretty and have a lot of money; go find yourself a man and do not come for mine.” Kev snorted and turned to leave.Mia thought of Hazel’s words, so she quickly blurted it out, “Selene will be so disappointed to know you rejected this offer.”“You don’t know anything about Se