I slip Christopher’s black card back to him when I go into his office to serve his morning black coffee.“Thank you so much,” I add as I present the card.Christopher looks up at me before taking it from my hands. “I didn’t receive the total debit amount I was expecting,” he says to me, brows furrowing. “Did you buy everything you needed?”“Only the necessary ones,” I quickly reply, trying not to read the meaning behind his words. Was he expecting me to spend more of his money?“Next time, just get everything you want without holding back. It’s not like you can finish my money anyway,” he says as he slips the card back into his wallet.I don’t know how else to respond to him except thanking him.But one thing Christopher should note is that once he starts spoiling me, there was no going back.Towards noon, Stella and I wrap up with our work and change into our outfit for the event. Both of must have the same ethical and professional thoughts as surprisingly, our outfit priori
As Stella and I make it back to the hall, she expresses her dissatisfaction to me.“Mr. Moore is really something else. How can he expect you to drink on his behalf. Asking a woman to drink on his behalf is so ungentlemanly. Does he not have respect for women anymore?” A soft sigh escapes my lips as I guide her towards our table which is right next to Christopher’s. “Remember, I am his staff so he definitely doesn’t see me as a woman,” I quickly tell her and then want to bite my tongue next.Although Christopher has been very well-behaved with me, I doubt he is physically attracted to me. I have never once caught him staring at my chest or making any sexual jokes.Even if it’s too early, but there should at least be a subtle hint that he sees me beyond his personal assistant, but so far there is nothing therefore, the reason for my doubt.“Emily, stop defending him,” Stella whispers as I pull out a seat for her before doing the same for myself. “Remember that whatever you tole
As Grandpa asks about Emily, everyone turned their attention to me, looking interested in the matter.A soft sigh escapes my lips.I know for a fact that Emily intentionally stepped aside when she saw my family approaching, and now they are asking after her.Although I don’t know exactly what Emily is thinking and why she had left, I’d like to stick to the rules.“Grandpa, today, Emily is my Personal Assistant who I have no personal relationship with,” I say with a straight gaze and fortunately, they all get the hint.“Chris, we understand,” Tessa says with a brilliant smile. “But she still needs to greet us, and I need to meet my best friend.”Tessa’s statement has me lingering my gaze on her. I know what she’s trying to do, and I don’t blame her for being overly excited.Emily mentioned that she tried to set both of us up before the marriage arrangement even came up, so I understand. Even Tessa had mentioned it to me herself, and I wish she would contain her emotions.Seeing
I understand what is going on here quite well. Barbara thinks she can speak to me with all level of disrespect because she has her father by her side.And I don’t really blame her for her attitude because she wouldn’t have this level of guts if my own father treated me like his actual daughter.I lead Barbara to the stage where Stella is waiting in a room alone. As soon as we arrive, I shut the door and cast my glance at Stella who is taking her time to take in Barbara’s appearance.“Good evening, Ms. Stella,” Barbara greets with a fawning smile, but Stella doesn’t respond to it.For a moment, I think Stella doesn’t know where to start from until she opens her mouth and only then do I understand that she must’ve been looking for a better way to put her words.“Barbara, what or who did you attend this inauguration as?” Stella asks.Barbara’s brows furrow in confusion. She didn’t quite get the question.“Did you come here for a fashion parade or what? As Transcorp’s employee, is
Barbara dares not be open with her rudeness and hatred and for me thanks to Stella’s presence.I don’t know what this young woman takes me for, but she better pray to her ancestors because once Christopher and I establish a cordial relationship, I’m going to deal with her real good.Oh, Yes! I’m so going to abuse my power and take revenge on those that has been after me.Stella punishes Barbara by deducting two months of her salary which isn’t even important to her given how rich her father was, and giving a sitewide announcement about the warning in our employee’s group mail.Stella also asks Barbara to write five copies of the guidelines for TRANSCORP’s employees.“Ms. Collins, I hope you will write them yourself as I will have the time to go through them. Also, take this as your last warning and stay away from the cameras for the rest of today’s event.” Barbara nods silently and leaves when Stella dismisses her.“How come I’m not satisfied with the punishments I gave to her
Immediately as I finish tidying up with my meetings, I go straight outside the building and get into the backseat of my car.As soon as I secure my seatbelt, I turn to the woman who has her gaze on me.“Do you have something to say?” I ask her. “Well, out with it.”“Where are you taking me to?” Emily asks in a sultry tone.I remove the bowtie around my neck and ask the chauffeur to head home before turning to glance at her. “I’m taking you to my private residence.”Instantly, Emily’s eyes widen in shock. “Y-Your are taking me to your place to spend the night?” she stutters, leaning her back towards the door.“If you are not comfortable with it, I can send you back to your family’s residence. I won’t force you, the choice is yours.”Emily continues to stare at me wide-eyed as if trying to register my statement and what I actually mean.Although I don’t mean any harm by taking her to my private residence, I don’t clear her conception up as I’m enjoying her reaction right now whi
An awkward silence ensues in the room as Emily rubs the cotton silk fabric of my loungewear in her hands. “Come, let me show you to the bathroom,” I say, leading the way and her soft footsteps follow behind me. I know a lot of thoughts are going through Emily’s head at the moment but soon, she will come to understand that this is my way of teasing her. I deliberately took these subtle actions, hinting at something I had no plans about. “The housekeeper has already drawn a bath for you,” I say to Emily as I dip two fingers into the bathtub. “And it’s warm.” I turn to her, straightening my back. “You should take a bath now.” “Thank you, Mr—I mean, Christopher,” Emily thanks me, meeting my gaze as heat rise to her cheeks. She looks like she’s looking for a way to tell me to leave, but I’m actually unbothered and pretend not to know. I go on to show her a few things and finally, when I have nothing else to talk about, I leave her to go on with her bath. I am tempted to ask Emil
Emily lay naked in the bathtub, asleep. And for a moment, I do not know where to turn to. She must be so exhausted as I didn’t expect that she would fall asleep while having a bath. I’m being thrown in a dilemma as I don’t know if it’s proper to step forward or not. The housekeeper is still serving the dishes, and she might not be able to carry Emily out by herself. Finally, coming to a decision, a take one step forward and then another until I’m standing right in front of the tub, looking down at Emily’s naked body before me. The water is clear enough to reveal her ample chest to me. As soon as my eyes lands on her twin peaks, my dick twitches and a breath gets stuck in my throat. Quickly, I turn away and rub my face with my palms. “Christopher, calm down! This is not right.” I can’t believe that a day would come when I will give myself a pep talk after seeing a woman naked. I’m normally not like this which leaves me in confusion. Have I been starved so badly of sex that I no
Emily.It is with so much relief on my heart that Christopher and I are walking right next to each other without any other human to interfere.Tessa is my best girl. She read the situation and then proceeded to an act. Mum almost ruined it though by trying to make Brenda follow us.I don’t know what she was thinking when she brought up that idea. I bet she didn’t know she looked empty in front of the Moore family for what she did.If I wasn’t so sure that Mum would never want to jeopardize her bidding relationship with the Moore family, I would have thought she was thinking of making Christopher interested in Brenda. I hope I’m not wrong.Because, I haven’t forgotten the fact that Mum was going to help Brenda marry Christopher instead after Brenda found out Christopher’s identity and cried to her that she wanted him.To think Mum had been foolish to even consider her request and even proceed to act on it.Today made me realize that there was probably nothing Mum could not do fo
Tessa.Mrs. Wilson being unable to read the ruin angered me in ways I didn’t know was possible.Even that fool naked Brenda pretended to be oblivious to the situation and sat there next to her mother, fluttering her lashes innocently; like she was some pitiful unloved lady ostracized by her family. If I didn’t know what Brenda was like, I would have fallen for her stunt but thankfully, I would never be deceived by her. But my family was different.They don’t know Brenda is a white lotus and a green tea bitch.And although I would like to expose that witch right in front of them, now wasn’t the time as it could ruin things for Emily. Besides, I can still deal with Brenda on my own.She doesn’t know whose lands she is stepping on.The awkward silence stretched enough to erupt Chris’s anger. He wasn’t a fan of Brenda, thanks to the true stories I told him about how Emily used to be bullied by her, and her mother.But before things could get out of hand; like Chris displaying an
Tessa. Grandpa’s talks were getting boring. From taking about the wedding, he shifted focus to business, engaging Emily’s dad in the conversation.Mr. Wilson’s eyes was full of smiles as he immediately connected to the conversation. After all, the business deal was the reason for his happiness, not his daughter’s marriage. I rolled my eyes inwardly as the silence on my part stretched. And that was when my gaze fell on my cousin, Chris. He was looking my way but I could bet it wasn’t me he was staring at.There was someone he had come to adore who was sitting next to me.From the corner of my eyes, I caught Emily looking back at Chris. And instantly, a smile appeared on my lips.These two looked tired of sitting at a place with no opportunity to interact with each other. Unfortunately for them, Grandpa was so old fashioned that he doesn’t have any innovative ideas in regards to this aspect.He doesn’t understand that the future couple need to spend more time together to know
While I’m happy someone from the Moore family came to my defence which is proof they had accepted me, I couldn’t help but be mad at Mum.What she just displayed was evidence of how bias she was to Brenda. She just showed the Moore family that I am the less preferred. Which is stupid.I don’t care that Mum loves Brenda with all her life. At least, she should tame her emotions and obsession outside. Even Dad who was alert, seemed to disapprove of Mum’s actions in front of the Moore family. I could tell by the way he touched the back of her hand while gazing elsewhere.And I would like to think that he was more disappointed because she and Brenda had indirectly told them they didn’t like the work they did with my wedding invitation cards.Soon, the awkwardness hanging in the air disappeared along with Tessa’s presence. Tessa arrived with a warm smile on her face , especially after she saw me. But the second she noticed Brenda, I saw her smile crack.I perfectly understand my fri
I felt Brenda’s discomfort as Grandpa Moore engaged me in a conversation. I think she’s crazy for even wanting the Moore family’s attention on her. Brenda is nothing short of a heavily delusional psychopath who doesn’t have a limit to her actions. Why on earth would she be mad that all attention was on me now? Somehow, I wished that Brenda will be taken away from my side. I don’t like sitting beside her and assimilating her negative energy. It makes me more mad. Unfortunately, I don’t have any other option. From talking about work, Grandpa shifted the conversation, mentioning the wedding which was in a few weeks. Uncle Frederick’s wife mentioned the wedding invitation cards were ready. A minute later, their family butler brought a square-shaped box with a red ribbon at the top. “They arrived this morning,” Grandpa Moore revealed with a smile before turning to Christopher to give him a glance. Then Mum used the opportunity to say her thoughts. “I think we should unveil the
“Thank you for caring this much about my daughter,” Mum said, her eyes lighting up like fireworks. Then almost immediately, she dragged Brenda into the conversation. “Brenda, you have to thank Mr. Moore.” And as if Brenda was just waiting for the right moment to show herself, she took Mum’s leading and turned her attention to Grandpa Moore. “Thank you, grandpa for your well wishes,” she said softly before turning to Christopher’s uncles to do the same. “... I deeply appreciate your concern.” It was so hard keeping a straight face when anger was about to consume me whole. Brenda spoke so endearingly as if she was the one marrying into the Moore family. It can’t be jealousy driving me at this point. Also, I’m not being paranoid. I have every reason to be furious at Mum and Brenda. I don’t know who is more dumb between the two but finally after analyzing the situation, I realised that Mum was the foolish one because how can you try to get Brenda into the Moore family’s good bo
“The patriarch and his family are all waiting in the living room. I will lead the way,” the butler informed Mum and Dad while gesturing towards the building’s entrance. “Sure,” Dad muttered as he and Mum quickly started to walk behind the butler and in no time, my steps and Brenda’s fall into place behind our parents’. The Moore residence was nothing like anything we had seen. It had this vintage style to the building whereas inside the house, the decors and styles were modernized, making it look like there have been a renovation in recent times. Brenda and I couldn’t help staring at the intricate designs on the walls, and the beautiful sculpture pieces inside the building. But I made sure my fascination was masked with a subtle elegance. Stepping into the grand living room with a splash of pure gold used in the interior decor, we meet the members of the Moore family rising to their feet with welcoming smiles on their faces. Within a few seconds, my gaze swiftly moved from on
As Mum and Dad went over to the first car, Brenda got in next to me and slowly secured her seatbelt. Next, she turned to me, her lips parting several times before finally bringing forth a word. “Emily, how do I look tonight? Do you think my lipstick is a little too dull?” Instantly, my eyes narrowed into splits as I briefly turned my gaze to her. What nonsense?! Is this witch actually asking me how she looks tonight? Is she on something? What kind of delusion gave her the effrontery to even say a word to me, talk more of trying to make me gauge her looks tonight? There could be only one reason for Brenda being high this evening. Her senses have returned. I feel Brenda deserves a beating for her annoying thoughtless provoking actions right now. She only acts out of point and looks for my trouble when she was her usual self. I guess she has actually made full recovery from the surgery. My stare on Brenda conveyed my deep hatred for her and I guessed just for a tiny
My question seemed to stop Mum right in her tracks. She stared at me for a moment and finally, Dad broke the silence. “We are going to be late if you two keep arguing,” he said with a tight frown. I bet he was only trying to end this fight because it wasn’t beneficial with his plans to keep time with the Moore family. “Darling, we are leaving in just two cars. What’s the sitting arrangement?” Mum asked as her gaze darted towards the cars before shifting back to Dad. As soon as Mum asked that question, Brenda interrupted with that annoying harmless smile on her face. “Mum, you and Dad can ride in the first car while I ride with Emily,” she suggested, taking Mum’s arm as if to please her and get her to agree.I’m not surprised Brenda made that suggestion. If anything, I had been expecting it. And if she hadn’t made that suggestion, I would have questioned her.Brenda likes attention. She can’t do without making others look bad as long as it would elevate her in other people