The interview had ended a lot faster than expected, and it was probably due to the fact that it wasn't even an interview. Olivia hadn't said much when Noah yielded and sealed the deal. He was here to impress her—to win her over, and not to listen to her beg for a partnership.
"A moment, Liv—" "Don't call me that! You don't get to call me that anymore!" Olivia snapped, her fingers pointed at Noah in a threatening manner. Noah raised his hand in submission, not wanting to anger her anymore than this. "I'm sorry, could you spare me a minute, Miss Jones? It's important for our partnership going forward, and I'd like to discuss it with you alone." His eyes slowly trailed towards Michael who had appeared right behind Olivia with a protective stance. Olivia knew very well that whatever Noah wanted to discuss had nothing to do with the just concluded interview, nor did it have anything to do with the partnership of the two companies. He probably wanted to discuss something different, one that she would probably like to keep private. She had a feeling about what it would be, but she didn't think too much about it. She thought about turning down the proposal, aside from the dealership, she didn't want Noah to be any part of her life. But then curiousity got the better of her. She needed to know why he was here, why he had come back into her life after ten full years. "I only have five minutes, make it quick." She replied bluntly, unwilling to hide her disdain for her ex husband. She turned towards Michael, and with a simple nod gestured for him to give her and Noah some space. She would likely tell him everything later, but for now she needed the privacy. "What is it, Noah? What do you want from me?" Olivia asked the moment they were far away from anybody's hearing range. Noah replied with a light smile while his eyes gently scanned Olivia's body. He could still remember how slender she was— her little waist and small breasts had always been something she used to be insecure about. However, looking at her now, he could tell that she was proud of the woman she was. Looking at her right now, all Noah could think of was having her back in his bed once more, making her scream his name while she desperately confessed her love for him. She had been a good girl back then, but what about now? "Let's not start off on a bad tone, Liv—" "Don't call me that name, it's Ms Jones to you." Olivia corrected quicker than Noah could speak. "I'm sorry, Ms Jones, how about we tone down the hostility a little." Noah suggested, trying to soothe her very obvious temper, but it clearly wasn't working. "Let's cut the bullshit, Noah. Tell me why you are here and what you want from me! We're not children anymore, so don't try to play games." Olivia's sharp tone cut through the air, leaving no room for Noah to pretend. Her patience was wearing thin, and she had no intention of letting him stay here more than the should. "Alright," Noah conceded, throwing his hands slightly in the air as a gesture of peace. "I'll get straight to the point, I'm here to help you. I know we had our ups and downs as a couple, but I want us to put that behind us. I care for you Olivia, and I want you to know that now, more than ever." A light chuckle escaped Olivia's lips before she managed to contain herself. She had expected a lot better from Noah, but he hadn't always been the best liar. She could tell that he wasn't telling the truth without even listening a word he had said. She didn't know what his purpose was, but she was certain he wasn't here to help like he had claimed. "And ten years ago? Did you not care for me back then? When you left me to die, did you not care enough back then—" "I was still a child, Olivia! We both were! We had no idea what we were getting into!" Noah's outburst surprised even himself. He hadn't planned on getting defensive, but Olivia's words cut deep, bringing up memories he had tried to bury. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain his composure. "Olivia, I know I hurt you, but you can't deny that we were young. I was stupid, I admit that, but I've grown now. It's been ten years already, haven't you moved on from that?" "Moved on?!" Olivia arched an inquisitive brow, her mouth dropping open from shock. As expected, he always had excuses ready instead of accepting his mistake. And what was this nonsense about moving on?! There was no way she could move on from what had happened that day. She had gotten pregnant for him hoping it would get him to care for her and stop being abusive, but it only seemed to get worse. In fact, his abuse had been one of the major causes of her birth complications that night. She had held the still body of her baby girl in her arms while the doctors fought to keep her from bleeding to death. She waited in the hospital for a week, and not once did he call to check up on her. She hadn't even expected a visit, a call would have sufficed, but he hadn't even done that. And here he was speaking about moving on. Olivia felt a wave of anger surge through her, the memories of that night and the following days crashing over her like a storm. She could hardly believe Noah had the audacity to ask if she had moved on. The pain of losing her child, coupled with Noah's indifference, was something she could never forget. "Move on?" she repeated, her voice trembling with a mix of rage and hurt. Her fists folded, and tears found their way to the edge of her eyes. "You think I could just move on from that? I lost my baby, my life was on the line, and you didn't even care. And now, after all these years, you expect me to just... forget?! To pretend like nothing happened? You're a psychopath, and you should burn in hell!" "I was reckless, Liv—" "Get out, Noah! Get out before I call security to throw you out!" Noah didn't argue further, he could tell that she was serious about every single word she had just said, and he took the option of not getting embarrassed. He hadn't expected his first attempt to be successful, but he had no intention of quitting anytime soon. One way or another, he was going to get Olivia Jones back. It was something he must absolutely do.Olivia did her best to remain calm, getting worked up wouldn't do her any good, and she definitely didn't want Noah Grant to be the reason for her foul mood that morning. She had better things to worry about, and Noah Grant was the least of them. So why then was she so invested in him? What exactly was his game? What could he be up to? Olivia needed to know. She knew Noah better than anyone, and she knew for certain that he hadn't just come around to play and have fun. He was definitely up to something, and she couldn't help but feel that she was at the epicenter of whatever master scheme he was cooking. She swallowed hard, trying to steer her thoughts away from Noah and focus them on the pile of paper before her. She had a lot of work to do, and thinking about her ex husband was not going to get the work done. Olivia hadn't finished with one of the documents when the door swung open to reveal her best and only friend, Lisa Brown. "You didn't tell me Noah is in town, what's going
It took Lisa a while but she finally managed to make it to Rock Enterprise. Without wasting any second, she hurried to the receptionist and immediately demanded for Noah's office floor. "Mr Grant is busy at the moment, I am unsure if he is willing to receive visitors." Those were the words the secretary blabbed to Lisa after she had gotten lost twice before finally making it here. She only needed one glance to tell that the lady behind the counter was threatened by her. She was likely infatuated with Noah as well, and clearly didn't want any competition."Noah is an acquaintance of mine, if you don't want to lose your job I'll suggest that you let me see him immediately!" Lisa fixed her gaze on the secretary, her voice cold and authoritative. The woman's initial confidence wavered a little, before she finally yielded."I—I need to call his office first," the secretary stammered, reaching for the phone. Her fingers trembled slightly as she dialed, her eyes darting nervously between Li
Only one out of the two things he had told Lisa was true, but Noah Grant couldn't care less. It was true, he hadn't signed the divorce papers from ten years, but Lisa wasn't the only person who knew of that. His lawyers did so as well, and the next person to find out would probably be Olivia. It didn't matter where she ran to, or whom she decided to be with, she was still legally his wife. "What? Why?!" Lisa inquired, pulling away from Noah's embrace. "You should have signed those papers years ago, what on earth are you waiting for?" "I got lazy, didn't really look at it until now." Noah replied with an air of nonchalance. It was definitely the truth. Olivia had left him after handing him the papers, and he never really bothered to even look at it after that day. He had tossed it into one of his drawers, and had only gone to pick it up a month ago, when he saw her on TV. "Sign them now!" Lisa thundered, angry and disappointed at the same time. "What do you even need them for?! She'
Olivia could sense that something was wrong the very moment she stopped in front of her apartment building. Something was different, the air seemed tensed, and every person around was staring at her as though she was a stranger. They knew who she was, she doubted anybody in the city was unaware of who she was. Yet, they glared at her with such an odd look on their faces. Her eyes scanned the surrounding, searching for something that could be the reason for the sudden attention. Her eyes fell on a few things she hadn't recognized, the most notable being a brand new sports car that rested by the far end of the building. The people who lived in this apartment weren't poor, so seeing a new sports cars wasn't exactly a big deal. Olivia only came to find out the reason why she had been getting those glares when she walked up the stairs and found Noah Grant standing in front of her door.Her heart had almost jumped out of her body, and she felt like turning around and leaving the moment he
A week had passed since Olivia encountered Noah in her apartment, and while they hadn't run into each other in a week now, she had managed to find out why exactly he had come back to taunt her after a whole decade.She hadn't really paid attention to his life after she had left him, but after a couple research, she finally fell upon Noah's problems. His half Brother, Damian Grant, was out to destroy his life. Olivia knew about Damian, the illegitimate son of the Grant family. He had been one of the few people who made life bearable for her while she had still been married to Noah. Since he hadn't been raised and spoiled as a child, Damian was a better human being than Noah, and while he had his own faults as well, he was a lot more tolerable than his half brother. From the article she had read online, she had come to know that Damian had contested Noah's ownership of the family's company. Ten years ago, Damian had been single, but had gotten married three years later, and had a daug
Michael glanced over his phone for the millionth time, expecting Amelia to call anytime soon. He was still going over everything in his head, and the more he thought about it, the more strength drained from his body. He had no idea how to break the news to Amelia or Olivia. But it was necessary he does, he wouldn't be able to cheat on Olivia, he cared for her and genuinely loved her with all his heart. After half an hour of waiting, the long awaited call finally came through, and Michael wasted no second in answering. "Where are you?" He demanded the moment he answered the phone, moving away from places where he could be overheard. "At the airport, you said you'd come pick me up, right? Or should I come straight to your office—""I'm coming to pick you up!" Michael interjected sharply, not letting Amelia finish her words, or the idea of ever visiting him while he was at work. Amelia wasn't the quiet type of girl, she always loved being the center of attention, and Michael was certa
Micheal remained stunned for a good minute, unsure if he was actually staring at the sweet Amelia he used to know. He hadn't seen this part of her, and it had genuinely scared him. "I..I'll drive you home." He managed to squeeze out after a minute of awkward silence between them."No, that's no fun at all. Show me around town, let me get to know your new life." Amelia suggested, a clever scheme to find out the lady who Michael had tried to replace her with. If Michael succumbed to her request, then chances were that she would meet this lady that Michael had fallen in love with. Michael on the hand was quick to catch on to Amelia's plans, and immediately dismissed that idea. "You're exhausted, you should get some rest. We'll save the tour for another day—""I insist! It's my body, I know what's best for me." Amelia interjected sharply. Michael clenched the steering wheel, unsure how to deal with Amelia's stubbornness. He knew what she was up to, and she wasn't doing much to cover he
Olivia paused for a moment, her gaze shifting from Amelia to Michael. She arched a curious brow at him, still unsure if she had heard correctly, or if all this was some sort of prank. Nevertheless, she took Amelia's outstretched hand, a practiced smile playing on her lips as they shook hands. "It's nice to meet you, Amelia. I hope you enjoy your stay here." Olivia said before turning to Michael a second time. She expected something from him, a sign perhaps, or even a shift in his nervousness. However, Michael stood still, his gaze focused on the ground instead of her eyes. She didn't push further, she merely turned towards Amelia who had a snarky smile on her face. "Enjoy your tour." She concluded before walking away from the two of them. She had completely forgotten why she needed Michael in the first place, all she could feel right now was anger and betrayal, but she didn't act on those feelings. She wouldn't act on them until she had heard what Michael had to say. "She's g