Layla's career has been stagnant since she returned to America. When her friend came with a project unlike any other, she hoped that will be her big break. The assignment? An expose on Lucas Asher, a billionaire tycoon that everyone is talking about. The goal is to uncover something unseemly about his background and ruin his reputation. She feels bad about it, but it is the only price for success and she decides to pay it. Besides, the public deserves the truth, right? When Layla poses as a heiress of a conglomerate and manages to get some time with Asher, she finds that he is charming and considerate. He's nothing like she expected. The more time she spends with him, the more her feelings grow until she realizes she is unable to complete her assignment. What will happen when a secret from the past zooms into the present and Layla has to stay away because if he ever found out about her true background, her budding relationship would be doomed? Can the present be redeemed or the past will destroy it? Will Layla follow her heart or a deadly mission assigned to her?
View More6:30 AMNancy got down from the car with a food basket in her left hand. The cab man drove away, and she crossed the road to the other side.She stood in front of the big gate and discharged a deep breath."Calm down, Nancy. Be positive Asher will collect the meal. He is a great guy. He is generous."She opened the gate and entered Asher's big mansion. She walked to the mansion door and pressed the button.The button made a sound, but the door didn't open.She pressed the button again, and the same thing.She stretched out her hand towards the door button, but she quickly cautioned herself before her hand could reach it."He might be busy." She thought and waited for him.She turned back to the gate direction and sat on the second of the small three stairs before the mansion door.7:49 AMNancy looked at her wristwatch, and her eyes widened in surprise."Time has gone!" She stood up in a flash and picked up the food basket. She moved closer to the door and pressed the button, but no
Layla drove past the tree, looked back, and reversed. She parked at the road side and picked up her phone before she walked under the tree. She sat down and put her phone beside her. She rested her head on the chair headrest and closed her eyes, her hands across her chest. “I’m tired…” she sighed, confessing to no one’s present. Lost in thought of the past, a little cute smile displayed on her face, remembering how she lived happily with her family before she traveled to Spain. Getting to the middle of the memory, the smile faded away in a second, and recollecting Ivory’s condition when she arrived in America and everything that happened after then till the present ones, tears rushed out of her eyes and rolled down to her cheeks before some followed her face line to her mouth while others landed on her laps. “Layla!” “Layla!” “Layla!” Layla heard Ivory's thunderous fear and pain tone calling her name continuously. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn’t. She tried
Asher spent an hour late at work, so he could take proper care of the crisis and correct some files he needed urgently. His phone rang and looking at it to see the caller was Avery, he pressed the power button and the phone rang silently till the call ended. Avery’s call came in again.Asher sighed, tired. He wanted to press the power button again but picked it up.“Call me later. I’m busy right now.” He announced immediately as he picked up the call, and he ended it without allowing her to say a word. He put the phone down on the desk and continued working.Twenty minutes later, Asher closed the file and dropped it on the left side of the desk. He picked another one from the middle of the twenty files packed on the right side of the desk.He opened the first page and checked his wristwatch. “Oh, my!” He opened his mouth, surprised. He didn’t know the time had gone.“Time is so fast…” he soliloquized. He picked up his pen to continue working, and he suddenly remembered Aria would wai
President Mason stepped out of the elevator and saw Asher placing his ear on the door with a smile on his face. "What are you doing?!" He asked. "Hun?!" A shocked tone escaped Asher's mouth as he turned to President Mason. "Why are you listening from outside? Are they fighting inside?" President Mason interrogated. "No, they aren't fighting," Asher answered, smiling. He rubbed his shoulder, trying to come up with an excuse, but none came to his mind at the moment. "Actually…" "Let's go in for the meeting." President ordered, pointing to the conference room door. Asher smiled. "Sir, we have ended the meeting already. We concluded." He announced. "What?" President Mason was surprised. It was the first time Asher did a meeting and made a conclusion without his presence. "The meeting was about the decrease in sales in the past thirteen hours," Asher elaborated. "Layla suggested some things to do and others supported her, so I've no reasons to go against it." "Layla again?!" Presi
"You're blocking the road…" a man notified, knocking on Layla's car door, but Layla was far lost in thought and she didn't hear him.He knocked on the car glass again. "You're blocking the road…"Two police officers arrived, and the man moved back.An officer moved closer and knocked the car non-stop for thirty seconds.Layla heard the officer's voice from afar, and immediately as she opened her eyes and saw the officers, her eyes widened in bewilderment and thunder rattled in her heart."I didn't…" she wanted to talk, thinking they came to arrest her as Asher's murderer.She rolled down the glass, and immediately the officers saw her; they wore a cute smile."Ma, we received a call that someone is blocking the road. That's why we are here." An officer explained, beaming. "Oh!" A surprised tone escaped Layla's mouth. She looked back and saw many cars she blocked. She looked back at the officers. "I'm so sorry…""It's fine, ma," they said. "Do you have a problem with your car?""Not a
Asher walked out of his office, his footsteps screamed anger. He walked to Natasha’s desk and slammed the file in his hand on the desk, yelling. “How dare you?!” “What’s this?” He asked, pointing to the file on the desk. Natasha quickly stood up on her feet, fixing her eyes on the floor. Her body shook and her voice stammered in a squirm of fear. “S-ir-” Asher didn’t give her space to say a word. He hit the desk with anger, asking with a high voice. “What excuse do you have for your silliness?!” “Sir-” Natasha wanted to explain but Asher continued to cut her off. “What are you doing that you can't concentrate while you are working? Are you bound with mistakes that you can’t compile a file without making one?” “I am sorry, sir,” Natasha apologized, bowing her head, slightly. She raised her head, and a tear dropped off her face. She wiped the tears and laid her hand on the document to pick it up, saying. “I will fix it, sir.” “If you fix the document, can you fix the precious tim
Layla entered the local restaurant, President Mason’s hideout, wearing tight jeans and a cardigan, covering her face with a face cap. She looked around and went straight to the room, but she didn’t meet President Mason inside.She dug her hand into the cardigan pocket and took out her phone. She dialed his number, and it didn’t ring twice before he picked it up.“I am in-”Before she could complete her statement, the same waitress from the first day opened the door. She stood in front of Layla and bowed her head.“He is not here, but on the other side.”“Okay.” Layla ended the call and followed the waitress.They turned left and right thrice till Layla was confused and she wondered if she could remember the way out.The waitress stopped in front of the last room at a corner and opened the door. She bowed her head, directing, “go in.”“Okay.” Layla said, looking at the lady suspiciously. She entered the room, taking her steps slowly, one after the other.The waitress closed the door, a
After they left chairman Caros’s place last night, Asher was so excited that he decided to pardon everything Layla did to her and he promised to return the favor to her by pleading to President Mason on her behalf.Asher arrived at President Mason’s office, but President Mason wasn’t around. Asher was so busy with tons of work but he waited for President Mason because he wanted to make Layla happy by making him make a big break he would forever be proud of.President Mason arrived in his office an hour later and met Asher pressing his phone.“I am sorry for keeping you waiting.” President Mason apologized as he walked to sit down opposite Asher.“It’s fine,” Asher smiled, putting his phone beside him on the chair. He stood up and bowed his head. “Good morning, sir.”“Morning, son, how’s work?” President Mason inquired.“Fine, sir.” Asher replied and sat down.“Hope there’s no problem? Why did you come unannounced early this morning?” President Mason questioned.Asher beamed, lightly.
MIAMI MOTEL, NEW YORK CITY. 6:30 pm Asher arrived in front of the Miami motel. It was the oldest motel in New York City and was built in the most local neighborhood in New York City. It didn’t look like a place Asher would go for a simple reason, but if he win the Spanish contract, it will be the biggest break for him ever since he became a CEO. “This place is dirty,” He said silently, looking around irritated. He hissed and looked back. “Why isn’t she here yet?” He constantly looked at his wristwatch every second for twenty minutes, until he was tired of waiting. A part of his mind told him to go inside and visit the chairman by himself, but the other part that convinced him to wait till Layla showed up won. Six minutes later, Layla arrived, holding a food basket in her right hand as she glued a flower bouquet to her chest with her left hand. She stood beside him, looking down. “Let’s go in.” He looked at her from head to toe and scoffed. “Can’t you apologize for coming
Three months ago, when Layla returned to America, sadness became an ocean, but she forced herself to swim so she could see Ivory being happy again. And after Ivory died, Layla drowned. “Dear Layla, we are sorry. Maximo Investment can’t accept your submission despite your good qualifications. Try again next year. Thank you.” A long blonde-haired lady read out, sitting in front of her laptop. She took a deep, disappointed breath, her eyes withered sadly. Maximo investment was her last hope because it was the fifteenth company she applied to, and the other fourteen companies had rejected her. Layla shifted the chair back a little and rested her head on the table, her head touching the laptop keyboard. When Layla was twelve, she won a scholarship from an unknown organization, which sponsored her throughout her educational years. After she graduated from the most expensive university in New York as the best student of the year, the organization secured her a job in Spain, and she move
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