Caleb woke up in the middle of the night. He looked towards the window hint of light could be seen through the drapes. He realized it Was still early. The clock on the nightstand Read 5 AM. His thought darted back to the moments just a couple of hours ago and a shiver ran through his spine. He tur
Caleb groaned earning a chuckle from Rosalyn who was beneath him. He got off her and picked up his phone. “What?” He practically screamed into the phone. “Sir, where you busy? Did I disturb you?” Caleb wanted to tell him yes but decided otherwise. He modified his tone and asked, “No, why?” “Sir,
Rosalyn took a quick shower and changed into clean clothes. So many thoughts were going through her mind. Caleb sounded off in the call. She had no idea what happened that made him sound this way. She went to the Caleb group. “Where is Mr Caleb?” Rosalyn asked Caleb’s *ssistant. He looked up from
Rosalyn got the address and went to Caleb to show it. “Do you know where this is?” She asked Caleb. “No, but god bless the person who invited GPS. Otherwise, we would have to spend our whole life trying to find the addresses.” “We would have adapted like our ancestors. Maps and comp*sses.” “I ha
“How could a grown man cry like a baby,” Caleb said looking at the fake designer who was wiping his sleeves. “When I came here I was not expecting this.” “Me neither” Rosalyn replied. “Hurry up. We don’t have all that” “I am trying to find it. Give me time.” “You stole his design and sold it for
Anthony was watching the news. He could not believe the headlines. He felt like his eyes were betraying him. He rubbed his eyes but the news was still there. How could this happen? She can never do that. So many questions were running in his mind and he had no answer. He opened his social media and
Rosalyn had been waiting for the reply for several days. She did not have much hope to begin with but the ones she had kept on diminishing with each p*ssing day. Maybe the designer is mad at them that he did not even bother replying to her apology mail. It is understandable but she wanted the desig
Rosalyn is immersed in her phone scrolling through the social media. The noise around her died down a notch. Caleb forced the fake designer to put out a statement claiming the responsibility. Some people believed him while some said are calling it a face saving tactic by Campbell Group. That is how