“What’s funny?” Christopher asked in genuine confusion as he met my gaze, but I quickly shook my head, refusing to answer that question. “Nothing,” I smiled at him. “I shall return to my desk. Have a good day, Mr. Moore, and see you at your lunch.” As soon as I made my statement clear, I opened the door and walked out, shutting it with a soft thud. Then it took me a few moments to recover and adjust my emotions before making my way back to my office. Stella was eagerly waiting for my return which was evident from the way she leaned out of her table as soon as she saw me walk back in. “What is Mr. Moore’s excuse this time around?” she inquired with her gaze on me and I told her the exact reason Christopher gave to me. “Oh…” Stella drawled. She had a mixed expression at the news. While she was happy that Barbara wasn’t promoted because she was deserving of that position, she was still a bit dissatisfied with her. Just like me, she must be wondering if there wasn’t any other w
As soon as I finished making that statement, I brought the glass of champagne to my lips with my left hand to show off my engagement ring. Then I watched with satisfaction as Barbara’s gaze landed on it as something similar to shock and disbelief flashed across her eyes. It pleased me so greatly to see that reaction on her face.My instincts had told me that she had deliberately bright her friends over to greet me just to prove some kind of point to them.I think she was acting like I had honoured her family’s invitation for her sake, but my actions to counter that just now hadn’t been planned before hand. It was merely a reflex; something that just happened to take place.As I don’t have the time to entertain Barbara’s shock, I excused myself from her presence and went away to continue my chats with important men in the industry.---Barbara’s POV.My head swirled with different unbelievable crazy thoughts as my gaze caught the sparkling jewel sleeked around Christopher’s fin
Sandra and Lucy seem to have forgotten what I’m made of. I don’t give up easily on anything I’ve set my eyes on unless the chance is 0%. Yes, you heard that right.Even when I failed to secure a job at TRANSCORP, what did I do? In fact, what I did next should let anyone know that I am tenacious. And who can compete with that?---In quick elegant steps, I arrived in front of my daughter. And at my presence, he quickly introduced me to the minister of Finance.I exchanged polite pleasantries with the minister before whispering to my Dad’s ear, “Dad, please excuse me. I want to have a word with you for a moment.”The next second, I nodded curtly to the minister with a small polite smile on her lips before leaving.My dad found me alone at a table a minute later and joined me.“And what has my beautiful princess got to say to me?” he asked, a proud smile on his lips as he admired my beauty.Dad loved Mum a lot as I was their only child, he cherished me a lot, and even more afte
If I didn’t know Stella could be this warm since the few weeks I’ve gotten to know her and work closely with her, tonight, proved it.Stella dropped work aside and chatted with us like an older sister. She told us the story of how she met her husband despite her busy schedule.She told us a story about a man who was so kind to her and would do anything to relieve her of her burden. And as she sat right next to me with a glowing smile, something hit me.Christopher was also like her husband; a man who would do anything to relieve me of my burden. Although we’ve only got together, he is someone that doesn’t like to see me suffer.So, hearing Stella talk about her husband, made me appreciate the man in my life. “Having a good man is important, but most importantly, you have to be a good woman to him to balance the equation,” Stella finished as her smiling gaze moved from one person to the other.Her advice struck me as well. Now, I know for a fact that I have to be intentional wit
Emily's POV“Ah! Help! It hurts!” Brenda screams as she falls down the stairs.The crowd in the lobby came from all directions as she cried out in agony for help.I freeze at the top of the stairs on the second floor, not understanding why she had fallen. Today is my adopted sister Brenda's birthday party, and many guests comes to celebrate with her.“Brenda!” Mum shouts from behind me. Before I can turn around, she pushes me out of her way. I fall and twist my ankle as she rushes towards Brenda to help her to her feet. Then she turns around and fixes a death stare on me. “Have you lost your mind?! What are you doing being violent towards your sick sister?! ” Mum scolds me with contempt while Brenda stands beside her with an apologetic look on her face and I know she is not sorry about anything. “Are you trying to kill her so you can take her place?!” My mom doesn't trust me at all. That's where I am in this family.“I didn't push her, mom please listen to me.”I begs.“That's enough
Immediately, I drop the glass of champagne and don’t care what anyone thinks of me as I push my way past the number of people in front of me to the stage. I am almost out of breath by the time I stop in front of the ‘couple’.Oliver looks shocked to see me with his brows shooting to the top of his head. On the other hand, I catch a smug smile at the corner of Brenda’s lips.At the same time, she lifts her left hand and plants it on my boyfriend’s biceps and that is when I catch the diamond ring on her middle finger which she intended for me to see.Rage brews like an incoming storm in my belly as I finally wrap my head around Brenda’s orchestrated plan within a minute.My boyfriend threw my adopted sister an engagement party and in turn, she invited me without his knowledge. She told me it was a surprise engagement party, and thinking about it now, she never said it was for me. She meant that I would be surprised by the party and I must say that I’m indeed shocked.“Emily, what are yo
7 AM.The sound of my alarm wakes me with a splitting headache. I feel a dull ache between my thighs as I fumble for my phone to turn off the blaring noise with a hand on my forehead.It is not until I hear a deep breath exhale behind me that I suddenly realize where I am. The memories from last night’s events come crashing into my head as horror fills my gaze.I slowly turn around to see the handsome face of the man who took me to the realm of ecstasy and pain last night. I am almost distracted by his looks.I can’t believe I slept with a stranger last night. I will never say he forced himself on me. Indeed, he seemed pretty much out of it, plus I was so drunk and heartbroken, so the sex naturally happened, but why do I regret my actions now?My eyes brim with hot tears as I think back to everything I’ve been through in less than twenty-four hours. Although it’s nothing compared to what I’ve suffered all my life, I can’t help but cry within me.In a moment of weakness, I emba
Oh. Good. Lord! I cry in my head. I can literally feel everything inside of me screaming to duck or maybe open the elevator doors and run away, especially when he gives me a stare. If not anything, he looks taken aback by my reaction, and that’s when I recall my mouth is open. I close it before it can swallow a fly. The man standing before me is tall, has broad shoulders, a clean-shaven beard. His hair is sleeked backwards in a Pompadour style and he’s dressed in an expensive grey suit. I know I shouldn’t be paying so much attention to him, but he is hunky and exudes a powerful aura. I can’t believe he is the same man I slept with last night. Although he screams all shades of perfect, I am upset I gave my first time to a total stranger when I wasn't even ready for it. But most importantly, I wonder what he’s doing here at TRANSCORP. He looks away from me and fixes his gaze on the door as he shoves his hands inside his pants pockets. Clearly, he doesn’t recognize m
If I didn’t know Stella could be this warm since the few weeks I’ve gotten to know her and work closely with her, tonight, proved it.Stella dropped work aside and chatted with us like an older sister. She told us the story of how she met her husband despite her busy schedule.She told us a story about a man who was so kind to her and would do anything to relieve her of her burden. And as she sat right next to me with a glowing smile, something hit me.Christopher was also like her husband; a man who would do anything to relieve me of my burden. Although we’ve only got together, he is someone that doesn’t like to see me suffer.So, hearing Stella talk about her husband, made me appreciate the man in my life. “Having a good man is important, but most importantly, you have to be a good woman to him to balance the equation,” Stella finished as her smiling gaze moved from one person to the other.Her advice struck me as well. Now, I know for a fact that I have to be intentional wit
Sandra and Lucy seem to have forgotten what I’m made of. I don’t give up easily on anything I’ve set my eyes on unless the chance is 0%. Yes, you heard that right.Even when I failed to secure a job at TRANSCORP, what did I do? In fact, what I did next should let anyone know that I am tenacious. And who can compete with that?---In quick elegant steps, I arrived in front of my daughter. And at my presence, he quickly introduced me to the minister of Finance.I exchanged polite pleasantries with the minister before whispering to my Dad’s ear, “Dad, please excuse me. I want to have a word with you for a moment.”The next second, I nodded curtly to the minister with a small polite smile on her lips before leaving.My dad found me alone at a table a minute later and joined me.“And what has my beautiful princess got to say to me?” he asked, a proud smile on his lips as he admired my beauty.Dad loved Mum a lot as I was their only child, he cherished me a lot, and even more afte
As soon as I finished making that statement, I brought the glass of champagne to my lips with my left hand to show off my engagement ring. Then I watched with satisfaction as Barbara’s gaze landed on it as something similar to shock and disbelief flashed across her eyes. It pleased me so greatly to see that reaction on her face.My instincts had told me that she had deliberately bright her friends over to greet me just to prove some kind of point to them.I think she was acting like I had honoured her family’s invitation for her sake, but my actions to counter that just now hadn’t been planned before hand. It was merely a reflex; something that just happened to take place.As I don’t have the time to entertain Barbara’s shock, I excused myself from her presence and went away to continue my chats with important men in the industry.---Barbara’s POV.My head swirled with different unbelievable crazy thoughts as my gaze caught the sparkling jewel sleeked around Christopher’s fin
“What’s funny?” Christopher asked in genuine confusion as he met my gaze, but I quickly shook my head, refusing to answer that question. “Nothing,” I smiled at him. “I shall return to my desk. Have a good day, Mr. Moore, and see you at your lunch.” As soon as I made my statement clear, I opened the door and walked out, shutting it with a soft thud. Then it took me a few moments to recover and adjust my emotions before making my way back to my office. Stella was eagerly waiting for my return which was evident from the way she leaned out of her table as soon as she saw me walk back in. “What is Mr. Moore’s excuse this time around?” she inquired with her gaze on me and I told her the exact reason Christopher gave to me. “Oh…” Stella drawled. She had a mixed expression at the news. While she was happy that Barbara wasn’t promoted because she was deserving of that position, she was still a bit dissatisfied with her. Just like me, she must be wondering if there wasn’t any other w
“I just stepped into the office this morning and learned the worst news in recent times since I started work at Transcorp,” Stella started, turning her full attention to me. And I can tell by the way her jaw flexed that she was trying hard to control her emotions. I pretended not to have any idea of what she was talking about just to be on the safer side and probed, “What bad news did you hear?” “Barbara Collins was promoted and moved from the secretary’s desk to the Management department. Didn’t you hear about it when you clocked in this morning?” Stella inquired, narrowing her eyes. I could tell she was just mad at the situation, and not at me, so there wasn’t any need for me to lie to her, especially when she was being so honest with me. “I heard about it,” I admitted as my shoulders naturally slumped. I’ve been tensed all morning since finding out the news, and I still felt that Christopher owed me some answers. “And you have no idea why she was given a promotion she didn
Emily’s POV. As the warm water from the shower splashes on my head and pours down my body, I can’t help but think about Christopher and what he was doing now. We didn’t have much time to ourselves at work today and standing under the shower only made me miss him more. Thoughts of Christopher occupied my mind until I turned off the shower and stepped back into my bedroom dressed in my pyjamas. And in my bid to quickly check my phone to see if there has been any text from him yet, I discovered that one of my bags which I returned from work with, was missing. My brows creased in worry as I began to think of the place where I must have left it because I am quite sure that I took both bags with me while leaving my office. “Did I leave it my car or...?” My thoughts immediately come to a halt when I finally remembered the last possible place where I might have left it. Almost immediately, anger consumed me as I opened my door and stormed out of my bedroom. I can’t imagine that I w
“Honey, you should know my sister doesn’t care about how long she has known this Christopher before deciding to marry him,” I said to Oliver, my tone dripping with honey. “So, she only cares about taking revenge on me?” Oliver asked, meeting my gaze with a scowl sitting on his face. He looked very displeased as if Emily didn’t have any right to do as she pleased with her life. I smirked to myself and slowly nodded in response, as innocence contoured my face. I have to sow more discord why pretending to be oblivious to them. “I believe that’s what she is thinking about. Also, like I said, this Christopher Moore is from the famous prominent Moore family. Emily will definitely pick him as her partner as along as she feels he’s better than you.” As I made that striking statement of indirectly calling Oliver inferior, I laughed inwardly as I watched him gnash his teeth from the corner of my eyes. But then, I had to go into another coughing fit as my expression grew weary. Almost i
Brenda’s POV.I have been sitting in my bedroom, impatiently waiting for Oliver to come find me since I heard of his arrival, but I have no idea of what has been keeping him downstairs. If I didn’t have to pretend to be totally helpless, I would have already found my way to the living room long ago. But as if Oliver could sense my displeasure, he knocked softly on my door and came in when I weakly approved. “Babe,” Oliver called me softly as he quickly rushed over to my side with concern laced in his brows. “How are you?” My eyes turned teary as I attempted to sit up on the bed, but he quickly assisted me saying, “You don’t have to struggle to do this while I’m here,” While I enjoy this, I can’t help but actually hope that his mind is still divided. It would be futile for him not to be concerned about Emily and her impending wedding after my efforts last night. I won’t even let it happen.“I have been waiting for your visit. What took you so long?” I asked weakly, allowing m
Emily’s POV.Work was a lot tasking today. I felt so exhausted that I could use a full body massage to relax my tensed nerves. But this is something only a phone call from Christopher would have solved. Sadly, he is pretty occupied today.As soon as I finished the last document I had to review for the day, I shut my computer and left the company, expecting to get home and get some rest only for me return home and see Oliver and his parents sitting in the living room chatting with Mum and Dad.Honestly, I had no idea the Jones’ would be in our house today even though Mrs. Jones had phoned Mum last night. Although I had heard Mum’s happy voice from the door as I walked a minute ago, it never occured to me that there were only a handful of people she invited home and had this kind of reaction with while chatting, and that the Jones should be the more appropriate family.My stomach churned, especially at the sight of Oliver. I don’t know why he still affected me so badly even though