Edward stopped drinking, his eyes were widened gazing at the screen of the television.There was another breaking news presented on the screen, Susan Montegro was caught by a reporter to clarify her husband’s love scandal.‘Damn, after me and Emma Smithson with the involvement of the old guy, Gabrièl Pinot.’ Edward scoffed. ‘Now another crap rumors…’ he thought.“Fred Tiger and Irène Belle?” He blinked his eyes as curiosity attacked his brain, nobody heard about the rumor before and he looked at Emir. ‘We all know about who is Fred Tiger but we only suspect all the scandals because they all were proven only rumors or irresponsible issue. But now the public eyes were opened with the factual facts, his picture half naked with Irène who covered by blanket inside a room. The picture zoomed the floor indicated there was an used protection thrown away.’Edward sucked an amount of air, his broad chest heaved up and down as he sighed.The dishes was half emptied left on his plate. “H
Chapter 78Winding Up The Past“Sorry, I need to answer my phone.” Edward stood up from his chair, he was followed by the cold stare of Elena.Emir sighed, turned his head to Edward then he backed his look at the young woman in his side. “Would you like to have a dessert?”Elena sucked a deep breath then shaking her head. “I can’t eat another bites.”He nodded and watched the back of Edward walking away from the place. He could capture by his ears the intense tone coming from the young man. He saw Elena kept watching Edward in cautiousness. ‘I see a spark between love and jealousy in her eyes.’Emir beamed, and took a sigh.“What do you think about him?” he asked in his heavy voice.Elena gulped as she never expected to get that such question. “What you mean?” she put her hand to grip the glass stem on the table quietly. She rubbed the bowl of the glass with her thumb. She looked away.“You like him?”His question made her cleared her throat and clumsily took a sip of
Elena just got off from her sporty motor when Kania came off from her Maserati black car.She didn’t notice Kania and her two friends coming to her campus, parked their luxurious car there. They were successfully attracting most students attentions in the sight of luxury and their beautiful but hot stuffs they were wearing, appearing so snatched.As she was busy to take off her helmet, unzipped her leathered jacket and saw some students were waving at her, some even greeted her by name.She waved back at them and she was curious as she passed around the surroundings.‘Why y’all seem so nice? Don’t you have something for lunch meals that change y’all attention to me? Like I am a best baddie in this campus.’She rubbed her nose, wanted to giggle as something absurd happening. She got startled to see those students’ reactions.‘Gosh…people y’all so funny and stunning.’She pulled out her leathered gloves and wasn’t aware that Kania staring at her in the front of her car door.The
Emir was holding two small plastic bags with some human hair strands inside. One bag contained his hair strands and the other one was Elena’s hair strands.He sighed and remembered the steward got Elena’s hair from her room where she stayed in his yacht. The steward had picked her hair up, as Emir told him, some hair from her pillow and the comb she used. The steward handed it to Emir after Elena went down from the yacht.That evening, Craig was sitting in the chair, in front of his working desk. He looked at Emir and waited for next instructions.“Please do some DNA tests from these two plastic bags.” He gave the bags to Craig and looked at him. “Importantly, I don’t like to let the cat out of the bag. And one thing you must know all the mouths should be sealed. It’s confidential. You know that!” he pointed his pen in hand to the young man and reminded Craig about the importance of confidentiality in his case. “Keep it away from any journalists, crappy entertainment gossips an
Johnny took a deep stare at Gabrièl Pinot. They were taking a lunch time at a restaurant, part of exclusive club.“I am glad my models having positive comments about the products. They say you understand the women better than themselves.” He grinned, rubbed his chin to find the man reacted to his compliments. Johnny’s agency under ‘Fame and Rage’ had been contracted to make showbiz for women wear of Gabrièl Pinot’s fashion products.Gabrièl Pinot, that afternoon, came to Johnny’s invitation. Wearing his casual outfits and his nearly bald hair was styled striking backward, appeared so shiny.“Women, mostly they are too busy for understanding their beautiful curves. God had carved women with specific details like engineer sees a mechanical structures of a machine.” He replied and giggled.Johnny grinned and swept his sight to the surroundings. His eyes were widened as he hit his eyes with someone he knew very well, Emir Drake and Elena Rouge! They were entering the restaurant.He pulled
Elena took a long breath at the time Emir drove the black Bugatti entering the high structure automatic gate. The entrance path to a mansion in front of their sights were surrounded by big leafy plants as its each side plant exterior. It was a garden with daily maintenance, there was a labyrinthine garden as a walk through.“Welcome to the place where I am living.” Emir stopped his car, a few steps from the front door. A chauffeur approached and drove the car after the two of them got off, into the garage. The place was as large as a small house Elena was living.Elena sighed. She saw some series of Porsche, Maserati that Kania drove, and Lamborghini were parked inside.A woman opened the front door for them, Elena was pretty sure she was an attendant in the mansion though her outfits she wore, simply appeared like an office worker.“Good afternoon, Mr. Emir.” She hailed and looked at Elena. “Miss…”“Miss Elena Rouge.” Emir interrupted and took Elena’s hand to come in.A lit
After visiting Emir’s mansion and getting to know she was a daughter of a billionaire, Elena found her life had changed slowly but people took a look at her and behaved drastically different.Though public had not known about her secret as a daughter of Emir Drake, the owner of the biggest gas and oil companies in the country, but some paparazzi had their pictures already, having lunchtime at one exclusive club and her showing up in the man’s mansion after that.Like that evening, Samantha, a baddie girl and often be around some parties held by the well heeled people.“Elena Rouge…” Samantha waved at Elena, approached her at the parking lot as she just got off from her sporty motor, pulled out her helmet.Elena turned around, a young woman, snatched with good sneakers, a mini skirt and a nice upper outfits was running to approach her.“Yes?” Elena curled her eyebrows, was busy to comb the hair with her fingers as she was surprised the young woman handed her a card.“Was that?”
The street was almost silent as Elena rode her sporty bike, winding up along the quietness of the night to her home.She had put the maximal clutch when she saw from a rearview mirror, someone driving a red Porsche was following her from behind.‘Who’s the hell that?’ she sucked a deep air and the sound of the wind sounded whizzing to her ears, though she got the helmet on it.‘I should take an exit from this road and got a shortcut to get home.’ She bent down and pulled out the gas clutch, she glanced at the rearview mirror, the car also sped up. Up to the Y junction she abruptly changed the turn and made the car sped up to pass her through. She stopped, held the brake clutch and saw the car immediately slowed down its speed. It seemed he had realized she played a trick for him and would choose the other turn to avoid him.She grinned and started to put one gear, getting her motorbike moved backward before taking another turn as the car seemed impossible to turn around its