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Almyra's POV“Trust me you've got this.” I heard Cole's voice radiating with comfort.I nodded my head enthusiastically. “Yeah, thanks.” I rose up from my seat, walking towards the podium slowly with a smile that seemed to cover the way I was tensed at the moment.I held the lower part of my gown tightly in order to reduce the tension. I held unto it like it was some sort of lifeline.The man walked away from the podium after welcoming me with a warm smile in which I returned back to him.I picked up the headset microphone before taking a deep breath.“Goof evening everyone.” I waved my hand with a smile. “I guess you all know my name and there's no need for further introduction. Mr Williams recently became one of the top paying client in Quantrum Sphere Company and since then he has never had any issue with us, not like anyone has ever had one though.” I paused for a few seconds as I tried to catch my breath.I looked at the audience once more and they were deeply rooting for what I
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Almyra's POVI rose up from where I laid down, I was gonna leave Paris today anyway.I already booked a flight since yesterday and it would be taking off by 7:00 am. This was just six minutes after four anyway.I went to the bathroom to take a quick shower since I was too tired to take one yesterday.A got a notification that there was going to be a meeting in which I myself needed to attend since it was the CEO's that would need to attend the meeting.I should have gone in two days time but I got the notification and I'll be heading back without telling anyone.Well, that would be a surprise if everyone sees me. I already bought things on which I would be sharing to my workers when I get back.“Ooh!” I exclaimed loudly since I had just remembered Rachel. I picked up the Rolex wristwatch in which I bought two days ago. I guess would suit her perfectly.My phone rang loudly and I checked who it was. It was
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Almyra's POVAfter an hour's ride the taxi finally stopped. I got out of the taxi and handed a hundred dollar note to the driver who accepted it with a smile."Thanks for the ride." I said to him in a calm tone. "You can keep the rest for yourself.""Thank you ma'am." He said loudly since I already walked some steps forward.I signified the thumbs up for him. As I walked away from the taxi, the sound of my suitcase's wheels on the pavement echoed through the quiet street.I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me, finally arriving at my destination after a long and eventful day.The warm sun on my skin and the gentle breeze rustling my hair were a welcome respite from the confines of the taxi. I took a deep breath, feeling the tension in my shoulders begin to ease.After all, I was not far from home. I needed to take a walk to explore nature's beauty.I continued rolling my suitcase sluggishly before sitting down on a Median bench placed by the road side.On my way here,
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Almyra's POVI laid on the bed still, I was yet to get a sleep since I came back from Paris and all I was doing at the moment was staring blankly into space. The softness of the bed enveloped me, a comforting contrast to the turmoil brewing inside. I felt like I was floating, disconnected from the world around me. So engrossed in the bed I laid on and sleep on the other hand trying to overcome me.My gaze drifted aimlessly, taking in the familiar contours of the room without really seeing them. Memories began to surface, like ripples on a pond, disturbing the calm.As I sat there, lost in thought, the silence grew thicker, a palpable presence that wrapped itself around me. I felt the weight of my own thoughts, pressing down upon me, urging me to move, to act. I rose up from the bed and sat up, I knew I could not evade this sleep, I was gonna succumb to it sooner or later, so I might as well surrender now. I let out a gentle sigh, feeling the softness of the bed cradle my weary body.
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Almyra's POV I stormed into the office in rage as I saw a very displeasant sight. My secretary Ms Thompson with an unknown man in the middle of romance. Ms Thompson sat down on my table while he held her and kissed her passionately. They were so engrossed in love that they did not even notice my presence. "What the fuck is this?" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I dropped the bag on the floor in annoyance. Quickly, they both separated from one another swiftly. My secretary looked at me in great shock as she covered her mouth in surprise. "I…I'm sorry." She stammered with a look of disappointment. The man suddenly buttoned up his shirt and picked his briefcase as he tried to storm out of the office. His face had no sign of remorse in a way or two. I walked towards him hurriedly and stood at his front with my hands crossed across my chest. I was very pissed at the moment, if there was any word worse than pissed you could use it. He looked at me with a tough face as he tried t
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Almyra's POVI leaned on the table with a smirk as I sipped a little content from the cup of coffee that was in my hand.The dull look on both of their faces was not even enough to change what I had in mind for them; beads of sweat had started forming on the forehead of the man. “Ah! So he is tense right?” I muttered to myself in a low voice.Ms Thompson, on the other hand, was already wetting the floor with her tears, which was not even able to move me in a way or two.“So what did you two think I should do to you?” I broke the silence in the room as I got up from the table.“Ma?” Ms Thompson stuttered in a low tone and her voice was covered in pain.“Yes?” I shifted my gaze to her.“I can explain.” She paused for a while before she sniffed. “If only you give me the chance.”I scoffed. “The chance?” Ms Thompson is a great asset to me but I can't just let her get away with what she did. The judgment I once thought of giving to her was not suitable enough. I had to increase it. The
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Almyra's POVI picked up the file in which I needed for the meeting and looked up with my eyes shut close.The feeling of firing Ms Thompson was really a painful one, tears rolled down my cheek as I held the file tightly.I rose up from where I sat as I walked out of the door and shut the door behind me with a fake smile plastered on my face.The mood I was while coming here was the complete opposite of the one I'm in as I'm going out. I waved to everyone with a smile as I made for the exit of the building.I sat in my car with my head buried in my palms, it was truly a painful decision to make as I fired her.As I sat in my car, trying to process my emotions, I couldn't help but think about the conversation that had just taken place. I had known Ms Thompson for years, and she had been an integral part of my company. But despite her strengths, her performance had been struggling, and I had to make the difficult decision to let her go.Deep down I knew that what she did was not somethi
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Almyra's POVAlarm sounds woke me up and I jumped off from bed. It was some minutes past six. I guess I was long gone from sleep since I slept late last night.I walked towards the curtain and opened a part of it, the rays of the sunlight brightening up a part of the room and illuminating the dust particles that danced in the air, like tiny ballerinas performing a choreographed routine. The warmth on my skin was a gentle caress, a comforting embrace that seemed to whisper, "A new day, a new beginning."As I stood there, bathed in the golden light, I felt a sense of hope stir within me. The darkness of the previous day, the burden of firing my secretary has now adjusted. I guess it was the feeling of betrayal that made me think the way I did yesterday. I guess I had a lot on my plate. That was why I was not able to think straight.I opened the curtain wider, allowing more sunlight to flood the room, chasing away my shadows that lingered in the corners.The brightness was almost blind
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ALMYRA'S POV. The breaking news of the day was: Hilda Farell dead after judgment was passed and Kitara Anderson sentenced to life imprisonment. "Whoops," a soft exhale escaped my nostrils as I saw Kitara being moved to a prison. That bastard should be sent to alcatraz instead of this prison. She deserves a mashed potato and not normal food. "Stop." I heard a voice beside me immediately I raised my hand to switch off the television. "Hold on." "I don't think you should be seeing this," I turned to him but he did not spare me a glance "You already told Gina to visit her yesterday and she went already but I was just too busy to go along with her," I held his hand. For the first time, tears rolled down Xavier's cheek as his gaze was set on the television. A picture of a rope used for hanging was shown in Hilda's part and Kitara's part kept replaying. "I still can't believe I did not get to tell her a proper goodbye," Xavier grasped the cloth on the bed tightly
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ALMYRA'S POV. I opened the door of Xavier's room and I paused in shock, the room was lit and the curtains were opened, the rays of the sun poured in. "Hey," Xavier winced as he tried sitting up on his bed and Malum rushed towards him to help him up. "So do you still think I'm lying?" Gina's angelic voice could be heard behind me. My mouth was covered with my hands as I kept on gasping in shock, surprise and happiness. "I still can't believe." "Like how? How did it happen?!" I was excited like I had never been before…maybe. Gina pushed me towards him and I made her stop after holding her hand. "Give me a minute." My voice was more of a whisper. "Are you gonna keep me waiting?" Xavier arched an eyebrow and I knew it was still the Xavier I know, the Xavier I loved. "I'm sorry," I dropped my hand down and ran towards Xavier before holding his shoulder and I scanned his body. The spot that he was shot could not be seen since it was bandaged already. I hugged him and he winced
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ALMYRA'S POV. Gina walked into the sitting room looking disappointed. "Where were you going to?" I placed my hand on my waist. "At this time of the day." She ran her hand through her hair. "I wanna see my mom." The smile on my face faded immediately I heard what she had just said, I dont think Gina would be fine when Hilda is finally hanged. I'm pretty sure that it would take time for her to accept that her mom's no longer with her or she would not be coming again and she won't get to see her or speak to her again. "Why?" I finally questioned her after she kept on changing the leg that she rested on. I guess she was waiting for my answer.
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ALMYRA'S POV. "Are you gonna watch him?" I turned to Malum and he arched an eyebrow. "You do know that she almost killed you right?!" If anyone was asleep, the person would have woken up with the way Malum shouted. I walked slowly to him. "Gina give us a minute please." Gina nodded. "Sure, I would do that." She walked out of the room and shut the door behind her. A loud exhale escaped Malum's nostrils and her placed his hand on his waist. "Almyra you can't talk me out of this." "What if I want to go?" I crossed my hand above my chest and did not even mind the hairs that was partially blocking me from seeing Malum clearly. He clenc
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ALMYRA'S POV."What?!""He is still coma ma'am," a nurse said as she held her hand together. "The day of his awakening is still unknown to us also."The tears just rolled down my cheek uncontrollably. "But you said the surgery was successful, am I right?""Yes ma'am," she bent her head low. "But we don't know when he would wake up."The opening sound of the door behind me made me look back and I saw Gina, her eyes seemed like it was on the verge of popping out.She ran towards me and held my hand tightly. "Where's Xavier?!"I was silent and I held her hand back. "He would be fine."Such an irony, I was crying and I'm telling her it would be okay?! Fucking fu
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ALMYRA'S POV.The shock on my face could not be compared to that on Hilda's face.Where did he come from?Where was he hiding?Was he waiting to see what Hilda's final action would be?Different types of questions kept on flooding in my head as I looked at his almost lifeless body.I scanned his body for the bullet and my eyes met where the bullet went into, it was his left shoulder.Luck was truly on his side as it did not go into his heart, thank goodness. Hilda's mouth was still opened in shock as the cops came in and surro
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Almyra's POV. "Get started with what?" I arched an eyebrow as the sweat dripped down my face, my cloth was soaked already and it made me cold. I just wanted to get out of this place so bad but that is impossible. Hilda really played her cards well and I couldn't still believe that I was so foolish. This was a time to be very cautious but I let my guard down and look where it landed me in…a fucking piece of shit. I could say a ditch actually. If there's any blessihg or miracle that is supposed to happen in the future, I kept on praying inwardly that it should come now. "You asked me to tell you why I fucking dislike every single thing about you right?" She jolted me out of my thoughts amidst gritted teeth. "I hate your breath also." I was not moved, instead I just smiled and she even looked pained the more. She was desperate to see me lifeless, it won't be long before her long wish comes to pass so she should just enjoy every moment because I'm suffering at every tick of the cloc
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ALMYRA POV. Shivers went down to my bones immediately she brought out the gun, her were deadly and she could not help but even reveal the hate more and more. "Get started with what?" I said amidst a gritted teeth. "Ain't in for no shit with you." She laughed and I just felt more offended. "Nah, you are not gonna do no shit with me." "It's great that you know," I spoke with confidence but I could swear that I was fucking afraid than when I stood on the top of a tall building at he thirteen. Hilda furrowed her brows and scoffed. "I'm not even sure you would get to leave this place." "What do you mean by—" She cut me short when she raised her palm up. "Oops! I forgot that you would leave this place," she smiled in an evil way. "But in a lifeless body." I swallowed hard and tightened my grip on the chair, the pain from my wrist and ankle was no longer troubling me again. Hilda would not play with this chance, she knows that it's a one in a million chance of killing me and she
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Almyra's POV. I opened my eyes but it was still dark and I looked around but I was unable to see a single thing. The veil that was used to cover my head was so black and thick. All I remember was when I got a call from Hilda that she wanted to apologize to me and I can't even believe I thought she actually wanted to apologize. I saw her face immediately I turned back but it was too late for me to even intercept the gun that was sent to my forehead. Ahh! My forehead screamed in pain immediately I remembered how I went unconscious. Hilda has her way of doing things and I could not help but keep questioning myself over and over on why she hates me, but I was fed up already. I won't hesitate to take action from now on. That has to be when I at least escape from this dark place but I can't even see a fucking thing. All I know is that I'm tied to a chair, both my hands and my leg…the only thing I kept on doing was shaking myself off but it was just too tight. "Where the fuck are you H
