It was almost reached to the lunch time when they arrived at Edward’s other mansion, away from the urban disturbance…but as they got off from the red Porsche, a helicopter was parked not too far from the front gate and the house’s front door.A mature woman with black and white uniform opened the door for them.“Thank you, Maggie.” Edward smiled at the woman and he turned around to her after walking a few steps. “Would you please cook us lunch dishes? I know you’re great cook.” The woman beamed and closed the door gently. “Any specific?” Edward turned his head at Emma. “Do you have any specific?”“Yes, white meat fishes will be fine. I have a kind of allergies with red meat fish.”Edward heaved up his chest and released his sigh. “Some sorts of noted in the name of preferences, Maggie.” He winked his eye at the woman as they walked into the house.Emma smiled as Edward took her along the lane they should pass. It was so spacious with some classic but high polished wooden furn
The hospital where Jason was having his treatment, one of the private best hospitals owned by The Philippes. Edward gained 88 percent of the shares belong to the hospital and he was in a short meeting with some doctors, they had tried their best efforts in handling him and two other victims of the shooting incident at the Western District’s office.“Can I talk to him?” He asked to the head of the doctor team. Doctor Adam nodded. “Jason will be allowed to go home in a couple of days.”Edward sighed. “Good.”He came out from the meeting room and followed by Bernard. They headed to Jason’s room.“I need to tell you, Edward. There are some reporters from entertainment magazines and gossip channel, waiting for you.”Bernard whispered in his ear and made Edward stopping his steps.“What??!” Edward squinted his eyes, wondering around outside the hospital.There were more or less ten people taking a seat and chatting around in the hospital’s lobby.Some of the flashing lights from t
Edward came out from his red Porsche and he started walking along the parking basement in his office building, those people again were heading off his walking path with their cameras and microphones. They came out from every corner and sporadic just gathering together in a spot where Edward was standing and dazzled by their unexpected appearing.“Edward Philippe, would you give your statement that you are being accused as the third party? Between Emma Smithson and Gabrièl Pinot?” A woman with her eager voice pointed her microphone while the others snap hit him with the flashings.Some men from the security department quickly held those people back, but those news people acted like vultures hunting for their prey.Edward scurried steps into a private access to his office and Bernard at sudden saved him from those people as he distracted their attention to speak for Edward.“We will give you some clarification about the rumors. Just wait.” Bernard yelled at them and those people sta
Elena leaned her back on the long seat of the café after reading the message from Emir Drake.‘He asked me to meet him and he wanted to talk something tonight. What does he want to know?’Elena gulped and she just finished reading the first message when the next one echoed her gadget.‘He asked me where I am now???’She curled up her nose as she was being skeptical.She thought for a few seconds before her fingers typed the Ashley’s café location.She got a reply in a short time.‘He asked me to wait here for a half hour? He sent somebody to deliver me a dress for meeting up with him tonight? And a bouquet of flowers for Ashley? Dude…you really made me question.’Elena caught a heap of fresh air and decided to do what Emir asked her.The driver of the luxurious black newest Mercedes Benz edition car Emir sent for her, dropped her in the front of a classy restaurant with pateo in the front part of the place.The man from the valet parking opened the door of the car for her.
Emir Drake saw Elena had spent the wine too much.He held the hand of the woman and prevented her from taking another glass of wine.“It’s enough. I think I should take you home.”Elena sneered at him and saw him calling on his phone.A waiter came forward and took the card Emir submitted before he returned back.“Would you need a help Sir?” He asked Emir after giving back the card.Emir put the card into his outer outfit and shook his head calm. “I could handle her.”The waiter nodded and asked permission to leave them alone.Emir rose from his seat and stood by Elena’s chair. He helped her to stand and dragged out the chair to give her some space. He wrapped his arm on her waist as they walked to come out the restaurant.The same black Mercedes car which driving Elena to that place had stood by, waiting for them. A man from the valet parking helped Emir opened the door as Emir pushed Elena to get into the car. As she bent down and entered into the car, Emir put his ha
As her eyes opened and hit with a stare of a man, being watched, she saw that figure was standing steadily by the sofa. Shrinking between the realm, glaring through the window outside and the clock on the wall, it was seven in the morning the clock showed. She clutched at that face again. “Woke up already?” His heavy voice greeted and made Elena jumped to sit on the sofa. In curious look, fully she was alert being together with a man, Elena spanned her gaze through herself. Fully covered and didn’t sense anything weird, she fixed her dress that she wore the night before under Emir’s glance. Her head felt quite heavy. Emir handed her a cup of warm tea. His gaze was wandering along the way to the kitchen and any other corners of the house, shifted away from her. “Haven’t you picked up errands?” He asked and sipped his own tea. Elena shook her head and took a sip of the warm tea, her tongue tasted different flavor of tea. It was made by a man inside her house and h
Occasionally, handling a gathering, talking about business matters with the entertainment background on the yacht could be paradoxical stunning.Emir sat on the corner part, got his skin tanned under the sun, resting himself on the lounger, music sounded whimsical on the background. The DJ energetically moved his hands. As the DJ held a sway, bikini swimwear girls also beamed their hips as his music hypnotized those hot girls. Most of those girls were celebrities and models from any kinds of business, making them to sway their heads, the deck had become the dance floor under his magic.Making those privileged men’s eyes stunned. Escaping from their surrounded risky decisions made and policies boldly made in their environment, those men sought for a tiny loop in taking a powder from their normal life as people wanted them to get involved. The kind of craziness ordinary people never thought they would spend, but those men needed to keep them jumping out from their twenty hours
Two rows from set of sport motorcycles were arranged in a line, waiting for being repaired. Elena spanned her eyes inside the garage, her sport motorcycle should have been done. Mandy, the owner and was one of the mechanics, approached her and wiped off his dirty hand. “Hey, long time not to see.” He opened the conversation and looked at her, standing next to her. “Yeah. How about mine?” She turned her head to a middle aged man with his cap wearing in reversed way and wore his overall working. The man waved at her, asking to follow him. They walked in front of those super maintained motorcycles. “Here you are.” They stopped in front of a black sport motorcycle and it seemed that it just got polished. It was fire blade edition by Honda but it had been repainted in black polished. “I have reassembled some old parts.” Mandy explained. “Since the last time you took it for illegal street racing. A year ago and I almost desperately needed it to be sold.” His sentence mad