When Marcus called, he told me Andre had a seizure, which nearly gave me a heart attack. It’s not like it’s the first time this is happening but it happened when Andre was all alone in the Mansion. As usual, Mari-gold had Abandoned him in the house to go to God-knows well. If not that my mother visited the mansion today, I wonder what could have happened. According to Marcus, My mother was the one who rushed him to the hospital. And when Andre had woken up, he began fighting with the nurses and demanding to leave. My mother already left to attend to some important business. They had to call Mari-gold but she took none of their calls. Marcus had to call me when the racus was still going on. After the call with Marcus, I had to call Mari-gold. After a million unanswered calls, she finally picked up and her response towards everything I told her, was ‘I’m caught up with something right now Carlton, I can’t come’ Then she hung up! Of course I know the ‘something’ she was talking abou
Dahlia pov Tristian company, branded as TRIST DELIGHT is hosting a food festival and as it’s usually done, I’ve to give a speech addressing the Audience, introduce some healthy Food recipes, new products and Heath Tips. And so, we’ve done parts of them, the hall is bustling with life as Several Exotic food are placed on thousands of Tables. Yes, Thousands, and I’m not exaggerating! Tristian company is the Top one Food company around the world so it’s no surprise that we commands crowd. Right now, I’m standing elegantly on the podium, Addressing the vast Audience. And before I proceed, I pass the Audience one finale look - then my eyes caught him. Those striking Emerald eyes. The man who’d practically rescued me out of the ruins, my bastard Ex-husband put me. The man who’d made me who I am today. A successful chef and a co-ceo. Tristian Martinez. As our eyes meets, there he goes giving me a wink and his signature smile of Approval and support. I smile back before I continue
Carlton's POV “Do whatever it takes Alex, just make him stay! We can’t loose any more client!” This is the untempt Time I’m yelling at my P.A this morning over the phone. Well would you blame me? Stewarts Foods Co is inder A terrible bankruptcy. Investors are opting out and I don’t want to talk About the brutal backlashes on the internet, Bad reviews from our Top customers all of which are pointing to me. Of course it has to be on me. I’m the Acting CEO After-all. “But Sir...” “No buts Alex. Make Mr, prem stay and that’s finale. Just get something right for once in your life! I’m already on my way.” I thundered rashly and hung up, throwing the phone on the desk. My fingers worked furiously as they knots my Tie around my neck. After knotting it, I quickly slide off my brief case from the table. Took my phone and I walked out of the room. I was prodding down the staircase when I over here marigold yelling. And at the dinning Is she and Andre. She’s trying to force him to e
Tristian’s POV It’s been four days now since the event where I talked with dahlia regarding her revenge plot for that bastard ex husband of hers. And finally, The Stewarts Foods co will finally be launching their new product tomorrow. At Long Last! But right now I’m literally shaking in rage as I clenched hard to the photo frame in my hand. I’m trying so hard to deadened the pain ripping through me as I glares hard at it but it’s proving impossible. My blood is a mix of rage and intense pain. It has always been like this each time I lays my eyes on the photo of my mother... The sudden buzzing of my phone, jolts me back to reality. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and answered the call. “Hel...” “Just go Straight to the point.” I growled into the phone, sparing No time for patience. I was visibly shaking with rage. “The deal is done sir. It’s going to be one hell of a remarkable day for the Stewarts Foods co. Tomorrow.” “Good...” I deadpanned. A smirk curved th
Dahlia's POV I finished cooking in like the duration of thirty minutes. Grayson’s little assistant was really an advantage. Since Tristian would be here soon, I needed to hurry. I dished out the meals and Grayson joined me to pack everything to the dinning. Tristian came right on time. Just when I had finished setting up the table. “Woah, I can already tell by the Aroma that these meal are incredibly delicious.” Tristian appraised as he gets to the table. “Of course it is, I and mom made it.” Grayson enthused proudly. Tristian chuckled and I rolled my eyes. “Grayson when someone compliments your work, you should say Thank you.” “Thank you uncle Tristian!” “you are welcome, my little guy.” Tristian winks at him and assumes his position on a seat opposite of me. “Uncle Tristian did you get my toy?” Gianna attacked Tristian as soon as he sat down. And that earned her a frown from me. So typical of Gianna to never forget things especially when you promise her a gift. A
“About the pre-Launch of your new product at the company, Carlton, how did it go?” My father asked, breaking the silence on the dinning table. We were currently having dinner with my parents. Me, marigold and my son. And it has been an awkward one as no one was talking. My had tried initiating conversation with Andre but then Andre wasn’t the talkative kid. Infact he hated talking and mingling with people so he didn’t responded well to mom and mom just left him alone. My parents sure as hell never been the pampering parents anyways and won’t suddenly start doing that with Andre. They believe so much in being strict. Mari-gold on the other hand don’t, or no longer get along with my parents. She sure as knew she’d be embarrassing herself if she tries starting a conversation so she knew better to just shut up. And my parents doesn’t bother to ask me anything about life with me or my family cause they already know the answer. It’s been nothing but hell and I want a bloody out! We a
Dahlia’s pov This is it. It's all happening. The day I finally have my revenge. Stewart's Foods Co. are holding their launch party today, where they'll be releasing their new product to the public. And Tristian and I will be attending. Everything was coming into play. Taking one last glance at myself, I carefully put on the venetian style mask, adorned with feathers, lace and gemstones that compliment my dress. I walk into the living room where Tristian is already waiting for me. As I prudently walk down the stairs my heart begins to pound against my chest from the way Tristan stared at me. That intensive gaze of his which sends chills down my spine, never turn a moment away from me until I reach the bay of the stairs. He lazily drops his eyes down the length of my body, tracing the elegant lines of my dress. His gaze is soft yet intense, as he travels up my body, lingering in certain places, causing my heart to beat more rapidly. He meets my eyes again and what I
DAHLIA'S POV “So, How did you get access to their production center?” I asked Tristian while the commotion in the hall still went on. Thankfully my kids were at a safe distance. “I planted spies in the company. They were losing customers and employees because of the rumors that they couldn't keep up with employee salaries. And that was the moment they needed more employees since their product launch was around the corner. So I sent in spies to pretend they were seeking a job, we faked their qualifications and other necessary documents. They were given the job and hence access to all production units. The rest of the plan was child's play after that. They could easily sneak in anything into the production unit without getting caught or questioned” As I listen attentively to Tristan, I am completely marveled by how well crafted his plan is. I can't help shaking my head at him and smiling. “Who would have known you'd be so good at getting revenge?” “I like to think I have a
DAHLIA'S POVAs I step outside, the air is colder than usual and it bites into my skin. It's probably my attempt to sneak up on Tristian and Mr. Stewart that's giving me the chills. All of a sudden, the air grows warmer behind me. There's a crunch on the gravel. I stiffen. Then I hear his voice carrying through the still silence. “Lost your way, Dahlia?”I turn around slowly. There he stands with his hands in his pockets. There's a small smirk playing around his lips like he's enjoying my discomfort. Like nothing is wrong. Like I haven't been pacing around looking for him while doubts claw at my mind. “Where were you?” I don't care that my tone is harsh to him right now. He brought this upon himself. He tilts his head to study me and for a second, I swear that smirk falters before it returns, even smoother this time. “I was having a business talk with Mr. Stewart.”“Business talk?” I echo, ensuring to make my words drip woyj sarcasm and disbelief. “What kind of business talk was i
At last, he tucks his phone into his pocket and turns to me fully now. “What a pleasant surprise.”“You're unbelievable!” The words tumble out in a shriek before I can stop them. “What the hell was that, Tristian? You're threatening Mr. Stewart now?” He doesn't flinch. Instead, he leans against the wall and crosses his arm. His calmness only infuriates me further. “What are you talking about, Dahlia?” “Oh, don't play dumb with me!” I glare at him. My voice rises a tempo. “I heard everything. You blackmailed him, didn't you? Got him to drop the accusation. And for what? To pin it all on Marigold?”“You don't understand.” “Then make me! What dealings do you have with Mr. Stewart? Everytime I asked in the past, you always find a way to wave it off. You can't lie to me now, so start talking.” I demand. “Why Marigold? Why the threats?” At that, anger flashes in his eyes just for a moment but enough for me to catch it. “Marigold deserves worse. As for Stewart, he had this coming for him
Dahlia's POVI make my way to Tristan's lodge after leaving Carlton and Marigold to their issues, my thoughts tangled in knots. It's difficult locating Tristian since it's my first time visiting there but I do anyway. The place isn't why I expected—modern, with sleek glass walls and a polished front desk that feels too impersonal. The admin gives me a polite but curious glance as I ask for Tristian. After a few taps on the computer, she nods and points me down a long corridor. “Room 214,” she says. I walk down the hallway, my heels clicking against the marble floor. Room 214. I stop just outside the door and raise my hand to knock when Tristian’s voice filters through. His tone is sharp, cutting.“You did the right thing withdrawing the accusation,” he says, each word dripping with menace. There's a pause, then he chuckles coldly. “Because if you hadn't, Mr. Stewart, the wold would know all about your past. Every. Ugly. Detail.”My hand freezes mid-air as those cold words slam into
Sorry for the chapters on repeat readers!!!This story will fully resume tomorrow Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to pro
DAHLIA'S POV The smell of the car is making me nauseated. I normally don't react to it, but with the way my senses have heightened lately, it's no surprise. Tristan and I are sitting in his car. We just dropped my kids off at school. He is about to head to the office when I stop him. “Can you take me somewhere else instead? I want to meet a friend of mine who is a lawyer.” He looks at me skeptically before replying, “Why?” “I need her help because I'm going to sue Mr. Stewart for defamation of character. I can't seat back and wait for the police to come searching for me. I need to take action too. He thinks he can just sue anyone he suspects of foul play, well I can easily sue him too. I let them walk over me in the past, I will not let that happen again.” And I mean every word of what I said to Tristan. This must stop. I won't let them ruin my life again. Tristan however doesn't seem to agree with me. “Don't make any rash decisions Dahlia. You don't want to be
Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to prove to you all that whatever his father said are nonsense frabicated from his old head.” A
Dahlia’s POV, “Your father-in-Law said you are responsible for his wife death. This couldn’t just be mere accusations could it?” “Is it true that you and Mrs. Stewart don’t get along?” These are the two hot statements We met the reporters throwing at marigold as I and Carlton approach the entrance of the company building. There is a huge ruckus going down. Paparazzi’s are all surrounding marigold, throwing deep questions at her and all we met marigold doing was yelling at the reporters and smuggling to get passed them. Marigold can never be lenient for once even though it would literally save her life. Stopping at a few distance from the scene, I let Carlton storms down to the scene alone. As soon as Carlton emerge in the scene, marigold shows releif but she decides to make a show with it. She shields herself behind Carlton and begin to boost. “My husband is here. He is going to prove to you all that whatever his father said are nonsense frabicated from his old head.”And not
Sunny’s Pov As much as I will hate to admit, being in the same entity with Tristian got to be the top rated awkward moment of my life. I may have been all tough and sassy outside but I was literally scourging with Agitation. The fact that Tristian saw the lowest version of me yesterday and probably how I must have made a fool out of myself freaks the hell out of me. I had thought hiding beneath the guise of giving him cold shoulders and being feisty with him would suppress it but I had failed. Why the hell he had really came to the bar for me is something I’ll never place my head around. Tristian had been such a jerk to me even though dahlia keeps appraising him. But then again why the hell was Tristian the first person that called to my mind when I needed a helping hand? Fuck sakes there’s dahlia there. We’ve just dropped the kids off at school and right now, Tristian is driving us out of the school compound. The car is suddenly so quiet now as the kids are off and I can bet on
Sunny’s Pov As much as I will hate to admit, being in the same entity with Tristian got to be the top rated awkward moment of my life. I may have been all tough and sassy outside but I was literally scourging with Agitation. The fact that Tristian saw the lowest version of me yesterday and probably how I must have made a fool out of myself freaks the hell out of me. I had thought hiding beneath the guise of giving him cold shoulders and being feisty with him would suppress it but I had failed. Why the hell he had really came to the bar for me is something I’ll never place my head around. Tristian had been such a jerk to me even though dahlia keeps appraising him. But then again why the hell was Tristian the first person that called to my mind when I needed a helping hand? Fuck sakes there’s dahlia there. We’ve just dropped the kids off at school and right now, Tristian is driving us out of the school compound. The car is suddenly so quiet now as the kids are off and I can bet