Bryan's POV Good morning, Mr. Bryan," My assistant greeted me as soon as I walked out of the elevator, his tone deferential as he continued, "I hope you had a good night's rest. I wanted to remind you of your schedule for today.I nodded to his greeting as I continued to make my way towards my office, the sound of my shoes echoing through the hallway as my personal assistant hurried beside me, his voice brimming with urgency as he spoke."You have a meeting with the investor and his team, and it is set for 9 a.m., just after your meeting with the department heads and some key subordinates."“Today's quite a busy day, huh?” I replied as I swiped through my phone, replying to some important messages that needed my attention as I listened to my assistant's words.“Yes sir, it is.” He replied, “You also mentioned that you would love to go over the production warehouse later, or would you like that task to be delegated?”“Hmm, let me see.” I replied, my mind already racing with thoughts o
Emelda's POV My face shone in pure delight as my lips formed into a curve revealing the smile on my face. I watched as Natasha was stupefied, my eyes glinting in pure joy as her eyes and mouth widened in shock from the information she had just received. She tried to talk, to say something, to revolt but her words choked with rage and frustration as she realized that what she had heard was indeed true after Bryan had shown her a picture of the wedding certificate in his phone, and that she and her mother had by themselves drove me to a pleasant life. “You can't be married to him, no, it can't be.” Natasha finally uttered, catching her breath and getting a hold of herself. “We checked the background well enough, and Jonathan, that old man, couldn't even afford the complete payment.” “You brat!” Bryan growled, his eyes fiery as his hands flew in the air and only stopped a few steps to Nastasha’s face when I reached out to him, touching him gently. “How dare you disrespect my late gr
Cassandra POVIt was around seven in the evening. I had just returned from a hangout with my friends where most of them bragged about their man and what he had got for them recently.“Even that ugly duckling, Rose, had the guts to rub her relationship status on my face.” I ranted as I swung my bag to the bed, and collapsed into the sofa beside it.Just then, my thoughts drifted to Bryan. I quickly stretched my hands towards my bag and brought out my phone. Swiping it open, I dialed his line but there was no answer. I huffed in frustration, rubbing my temples, as I tossed my phone onto the bed in anger. “Damn! Bryan.” I spat in annoyance as I cursed under my breath, my voice filled with fury.Frustrated, I walked to and fro my room, "Seriously, Bryan? Do you always have to be so difficult?" I muttered, my voice shaking with irritation as I continued, "I've tried calling you three times this evening and you still won't pick up.”Too calmy frustrated and angered nerves, I gulped down a
Bryan's POV “What the …” I blurted out as I stopped in my tracks, the glow in my eyes disappearing as I stood few steps away from the entrance of the company's building.My hands still entwined with that of Emelda’s suddenly turned cold as my gaze caught the sight of a woman leaning against a white Rolls Royce.At first, I thought I had not seen well, probably mistaken the lady for who my mind thought she was. But, as I focused the more, this time around, more intensely, the sight of her striking figure sent a jolt of recognition through me.My breath immediately caught in my throat and anger surged in my blood vessels as I realized it was Cassandra, my ex-girlfriend.“No…. No, no, it can't be.” I thought in my head, my mind filled with confusion and several other emotions as her presence like a shadow from the past darkened my mood. The joy I had felt only moments before quickly evaporated as I came to terms with the figure before me.I watched as she stood there, her dark hair casc
Bryan's POV My legs grew weak as I took in the chairman’s words which reverberated in my ears over and over again.“We need a miracle, Bryan. We really do.” The chairman added as his eyes burdened with grief fell to the floor. My body frozen as the coldness of the truth sank in, My legs finally gave way to the shock and fear surging through my veins as I sank into the seat behind me, the impact jarring me.“A miracle,” I repeated to myself, my voice hushed and almost inaudible as I spoke, my mind swirling with confusion and disbelief. Lifting up my heavied head, I focused my gaze on the Chairman again. “How did we get here? What really happened?” “We made a bad investment in a stock that looked good and was fast growing.” The chairman explained, his tone low and soft as he spoke. “We needed the returns for the orphanage project your grandfather was working on before he passed on.” “He knew about this?” I asked, my voice revealing the surprise in its tone. “Yes, he did.” The cha
Emelda's POV I was so tired that I drifted in and out of consciousness while waiting for Bryan. My mind and body weary from the day's events.Thoughts of my confrontation with Natasha and Bryan's confrontation with the strange woman from earlier running through my mind, cutting through my peaceful sleep. As I stretched, trying to kick out the wandering thoughts in my head. A car honk immediately sounded in the air, sending a chill all over me and jolting me up from the sofa. With my mind still foggy, my eyes quickly snapped open as I sat up in the luxurious sofa I had fallen asleep on, my body stiff as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I looked around the room for a while, as if trying to figure out my environment."What time is it?" I asked, my words slurred as I spoke, my voice tired and groggy as I muttered to myself. “I was supposed to be waiting for Bryan."As I glanced at the clock, the time mocked me as it clicked over to one in the morning. My still sleepy eyes widened in
Bryan's POV The warmth of the morning sun filtered through the curtains and bathed the room in a golden glow drying up the sleepiness from my eyes and making it to flutter openI slowly began to stir from a deep slumber, my eyes meeting first the sight of the familiar ceiling above me.I yawned and spread my arms, stretching out my limbs.“What time is it?" I rhetorically asked myself, my voice hoarse and groggy, " Why do I feel like I've been asleep for days."Tossing over the sheet that covered my muscular legs, I stared wearily around my environment, the memory of the previous night's events fuzzy and distant. “How did I get into this?” I wondered, my eyes fixed at myself in my pajamas. Immediately, I tried to sit up but a sharp bang of headache hit me like a freight train. Subconsciously, my eyes closed against the discomfort as I tried to ease the throbbing, my hand pressing against my forehead. I laid back on the bed for a while then tried to sit up again, this time, regard
Emelda's POV I stood in the kitchen, my hands at akimbo, and my lips formed into a smile as I stared at the bouquet of fresh herbs and spices in the kitchen sink. I drew closer, turned on the tap and began washing them thoroughly, excited that I was going to be preparing one of my grandmother's famous soups, which can also be used for a hangover remedy. I beamed as the aroma of the ingredients wafted up to my nose, “Hmmm, this smells just like those back then. Evergreen.” My lips curved into a smile for almost the upteempth time as I imagined Bryan's relief after tasting the brew.It was exactly six in the morning when I woke up. I was too worried for Bryan that I couldn't sleep. I had stayed almost all night watching him. As I got lost in the process, my mind wandered back to the discovery I made after Bryan had passed out the night before. The thought made my heart leap, and I couldn't help but let a smile creep onto my face. I was pregnant!With a deep breath, I held onto my