The party has already started before she got there. Lilian glided into the party, her red dress flowing gracefully around her. The sharp click of her heels echoed in the bustling room, a confident rhythm that announced her arrival.As soon as the CEO spotted her, he moved forward with a welcoming smile. “Hello, Miss Lilian! I'm glad you made it,” he exclaimed, his eyes lighting up.Lilian surveyed the hall. Though the gathering was modest, it buzzed with distinguished guests, each one deep in conversation and laughter.There were also several company bosses at the dinner and everyone was drinking and chatting happily. “Yes, hope you are fine?” Lilian asked him with a soft smile on her face.“Of course. Is Mr Moses here too?” He asked as he looked behind her. Lilian smiled, “No he is not coming” She answered.He was a bit disappointed because he felt that Lilian might not really be good in this but he was still happy regardless because at least she showed up. “Come and have a sit h
“Do you even know how to play it?” Marcus asked in a cold tone. Marcus's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he watched Lilian roll the dice. A flicker of disbelief crossed his face, as if he expected her confidence to crumble at any moment.Lilian ignored him and acted like she did not hear his words.They started the game.The first person threw a dice and will ask the person next to it to guess the number of dice. If the person guesses wrong. The loser will drink alcohol.Soon it got to Lilian’s turn, she looked at the dice carefully as the person used his hand and covered it. “Seven” Lilian said.The person removed his hand and she was right. It was really seven. A rush of excitement surged through Lilian as the dice revealed the number. She couldn't help but smile, the thrill of the game igniting a sense of confidence she hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe this night would turn out better than she expected.Marcus crossed his arms, a skeptical frown etched on his face.As Lil
CEO rave now expression lit up when he saw this. He smiled, because he knew that she had failed even before she starts.“That is a deal then” He said with a smile.“Lilian” Nicole called, with a worried expression on his face.Lilian smiled at him reassuringly.Marcus looked at them, the anger in his eyes intensified because he sees it as them flirting with each other.Lilian walked up to Marcus with a glass of wine in her hand.She smiled sweetly. “Please have a drink with me,” Lilian said.Marcus looked at her wondering if she would really forgive him, maybe that is why she was offering him a glass of wine.“Do you finally come back to your senses?” Marcus asked in a low tone. Lilian rolled her eyes when she heard this. “Are you drinking or not?” She asked him.Marcus wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to his chest. Her hot breath fanned his face and he gulped.Marcus stiffened slightly and a boiling hot blood surged within him.He actually got a hard on?Lil
Lilian turned and saw Nicole standing a bit far away from them.“Get lost” Marcus said to Nicole with a cold expression.Nicole was intimidated but he did not leave just like that because he felt what will Lilian think about him if he acted just like a coward.“You are holding a woman against her will, I’m sure your fiancée will not be happy seeing that her fiancé is like this right?” He asked him with a smile on his face.This made Marcus frowned when he heard this. And his hand loosened on Lilian a bit.Lilian raised an eyebrow when she saw this. So he is so scared of Lily? She thought.Lilian jerked her shoulder, breaking free from Marcus's grip, and stepped toward Nicole, a determined glint in her eye.Marcus wanted to chase after her but he is still a bit cautious because there might be a reporter around or a camera.As Lilian and Nicole stepped out of the restroom, a sense of relief washed over her. She turned to him, her smile brightening the dim corridor, grateful for his supp
The next day when Marcus and his assistant arrived, the company was a bit disorganized and frenzy which was a bit surprising because it rarely happens.“What is wrong?” Marcus asked his employees with a frown on his face.“The company has been hacked. I fear that some important documents will get stolen” The secretary immediately answered.Marcus's heart raced, and his breath caught in his throat. He stared at the secretary, disbelief clouding his mind as he processed her words. The office around him blurred, the hum of chaos fading as he grappled with the reality of the breach. “What? How did that happen?” He asked.The secretary was also clueless. She had no idea what happened either. “I don’t really know,” She answered with a helpless expression.Marcus frowned. “Have you called the company hackers to check it?” He asked her.The secretary nodded. “They are already in the office now,” She answered.Marcus frowned. “Lead the way,” He said to her.The secretary nodded and turned to w
“If you continue disturbing her, I will make sure all these information reaches your competitors email” The new message.A chill ran down Marcus's spine as the implications of the hacker's threat settled in. He sat frozen for a moment, the air in the room suddenly feeling thick and suffocating. Images of shattered reputations and lost trust flashed through his mind, each more daunting than the last. His hands gripped the edge of the desk, knuckling white as he fought against the swell of anxiety rising within him.Marcus tried to reply the email, but it says “Not sent”He wanted to ask who is the “Her” he keeps talking about. The only woman he has been with since was Lily. Then he immediately recalled Lilian. ‘Could it be her?’ He thought.Marcus shook his head, trying to dispel the nagging thoughts swirling in his mind. He pressed his palms against his temples, the tension building like a vice. The mere idea that Lilian could be involved felt absurd, yet the thought clung to him, r
Moses walked into the house, Lilian and Matt was sitting down on the couch watching television.Matt immediately stood up and ran to meet him. He hugged Moses, “Uncle, you are back” He said with a smile on his face.Moses hugged him and carried him up in his arms he nodded his head. “Yes, how was school today?” He asked him.Matt smiled, “It was fine” Lilian sprang to her feet, a bright smile lighting up her face as she stepped forward. She wrapped her arms around Moses, pulling him close. "Brother!" she exclaimed, her voice warm and inviting, as if the embrace alone could erase any distance between them. “How was your day? Hope you were not feeling too bored?” Moses asked her with a smile on his face.Lilian nodded her head. “Well, it was fine” She said.Moses sat down on the couch. While Matt went to sit beside Lilian back, so Moses was facing them directly.“How was the office today?” Lilian asked him. She was supposed to go with him but Moses said no, that she needs to rest afte
The next day, Lilian and Moses drove to work. They left early because they still needs to drop Matt off at his school.His school is a private and high security school, so no one could easily access him except Moses or Lilian.They arrived at the company and Lilian got down from the car. As Lilian stepped into the office, the familiar buzz of activity enveloped her. Heads turned, and friendly smiles greeted her like a warm embrace. "Hey, Lilian! How are you?" one colleague called out, concerned with threading through their voice. She offered a reassuring smile, but inside, she felt a flutter of uncertainty. "I'm fine, just needed a day to recharge," she replied.Lilian told them she was alright before she used the elevator to the office.She sat down in her office, it was very close to Moses’s office since she was his personal assistant anyways.There were some workload piled up in her desk she guessed it was probably from the secretary because she knew Moses will not leave those wor
At the same time, Franklin pulled out his card and handed it to the cashier, his movements calm and deliberate. Mrs. Thompson, standing at a distance, shook her head in visible disgust as she watched the scene unfold. Her lips tightened, and her arms crossed over her chest, her disapproval practically radiating from her.She had been watching Franklin and Lilian the entire time, though she pretended not to. Her eyes occasionally darted away to feign indifference, but her glances were sharp and judgmental, as if silently cataloging every flaw she perceived.The cashier swiped Franklin’s card, her professionalism unbroken, and handed it back to him with a polite smile. “Thank you,” Franklin said curtly, picking up the shopping bag with one hand.“Let’s go,” he added, glancing at Lilian. She nodded without a word, her face neutral, and together, they walked out of the mall. Their exit was quiet, but it left a tension hanging in the air.Mrs. Thompson, watching their retreating figures, f
Marcus nodded, barely acknowledging the item Mrs. Thompson had suggested. His focus remained glued to his phone, his thumb moving in a rhythmic pattern as he scrolled. The faint glow from the screen illuminated his face, highlighting his disinterest.Mrs. Thompson sighed, her lips curving slightly upward into a knowing smile. “Let’s take it,” she said, her voice brisk but decisive as she turned to her daughter, Lily.“Okay, Mom,” Lily replied obediently, adjusting the strap of her purse.They didn’t head to the cashier immediately. Instead, they wandered the aisles a bit longer, their steps leisurely as they perused the shelves. The mall’s ambiance was lively yet refined, with the soft hum of conversations and the occasional ding of registers creating a backdrop of familiarity. Shoppers moved with purpose, some clutching baskets overflowing with items, while others strolled with less urgency, seemingly enjoying the experience.Eventually, Mrs. Thompson and Lily made their way to the c
The next morning, Lily walked into the living room, her steps slow and deliberate. She had spent the night at Mrs. Thompson’s house because today was the day they were set to visit Marcus’s grandparents. The thought of the visit made her stomach churn, and as much as she wanted to avoid it, she knew there was no escape.“You’re awake,” Mrs. Thompson greeted warmly, looking up from the sofa where she sat sipping tea. Her smile, as always, was bright and welcoming.“Yes. How was your night, Mom?” Lily asked, attempting to mirror Mrs. Thompson’s energy despite her inner anxiety.“It was fine, dear. And you? Did you sleep well?” Mrs. Thompson asked, setting her teacup down on the table.Lily nodded. “Yes, I did. Thank you.”Mrs. Thompson beamed at her. “Marcus will be here soon. I already called him.”Hearing this, Lily raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Oh, we’re going this morning?” she asked, unable to hide the slight reluctance in her voice.“Yes, dear,” Mrs. Thompson replied, her tone c
Lilian descended the stairs slowly, her hand brushing against the smooth wooden railing. The sound of muffled voices from the living room reached her ears, sparking her curiosity. She hesitated at the bottom step, tilting her head slightly as she tried to discern who her father was talking to. When she stepped into the living room, she paused, surprised to find her dad sitting with another man she didn’t recognize.Her eyes flicked between the two, and her brow furrowed. Who’s this? she wondered. Her father wasn’t exactly the most sociable person. In fact, he barely interacted with others outside their family. The idea of him befriending someone so quickly—especially since it hadn’t even been a week since he’d returned home—seemed odd.“Dad,” Lilian called, her voice breaking the quiet hum of their conversation. She smiled as she spoke, her tone warm and familiar.Francis looked up, his expression betraying a mix of surprise and amusement. “Oh, Lilian. You’re home?” he asked, clearly
“Did he take you to meet his grandparents yet?” Mrs. Thompson asked suddenly, her voice breaking through the calm of the afternoon.Lily froze, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected question. “They’re back?” she asked, her voice tinged with both surprise and unease.Mrs. Thompson nodded with a warm, reassuring smile. “I suppose they were informed about the wedding, so they came back. You don’t need to be nervous, dear. They’ll accept you—they’ve always trusted Marcus’s judgment,” she said confidently.“Oh,” Lily muttered, nodding slowly. Her mind was already spinning. Grandpa Thompson, back so soon? She had hoped to avoid another encounter with him until after the wedding.Mrs. Thompson studied Lily’s face for a moment, then continued. “I’ll talk to Marcus and make sure he takes you to meet them this week. It’s important to pay your respects before the wedding. That’s how it’s always been done in this family,” she added firmly but kindly.Lily forced a small smile, though her st
“Have you made a list of the guests you want to invite to the wedding?” Mrs. Thompson asked once they had finished eating, her tone gentle but filled with curiosity.Lily shook her head. “I’ll just let you decide,” she replied with a warm, effortless smile.Mrs. Thompson’s expression softened even more, her pride in Lily evident. “That’s very considerate of you. But surely, you’d like to invite some of your friends, wouldn’t you? Or do you not have anyone in mind?” she asked, tilting her head slightly, a knowing smile on her face.Lily thought for a moment, her gaze drifting to the window. “Well… I do have a few friends I could invite,” she said softly, as if she hadn’t considered it before.“Good. Just give me their names, and I’ll add them to the guest list,” Mrs. Thompson said with a nod, her organizational mind already at work.“Sure, Mom,” Lily replied, her smile bright and sweet.Mrs. Thompson leaned back slightly, looking at Lily thoughtfully. “Have you seen Marcus this week?”
Lily breathed a sigh of relief as she scrolled through her phone, checking the news and social media updates. There was nothing—no mention of her confrontation with Lilian at the mall. The tense exchange still lingered in her mind, replaying in flashes of sharp words and raised voices. If someone had seen them and posted about it, she would have been mortified. More importantly, Mrs. Thompson might have found out. The thought alone made her shudder.Mrs. Thompson valued poise and self-control, qualities Lily had worked hard to demonstrate since meeting Marcus’s family. If the older woman learned that Lily had been publicly arguing with Marcus’s ex-wife, it could damage her carefully built reputation. It didn’t matter that Lilian had provoked her—what mattered was the perception. Thankfully, it seemed the incident had gone unnoticed, allowing Lily to relax for now.She adjusted her dress as she stepped out of the car, the soft fabric falling neatly into place. The Thompson residence lo
The attendant clenched her fists tightly, her eyes fixed on Lilian, filled with frustration and anger.“Security!” the manager called out, his voice sharp as he noticed the attendant still kneeling on the floor. His face was flushed with embarrassment, the scene drawing unwanted attention from nearby shoppers.A security guard entered the store almost immediately, his posture firm but professional. The manager pointed toward the attendant, his expression stern. “Throw her out,” he ordered.The security guard approached her, his tone calm but commanding. “Please stand up and leave,” he said.The attendant let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Slowly, she rose to her feet, brushing off her uniform as if trying to regain some dignity. “Fine, I’ll leave,” she muttered under her breath. Then, turning to Lilian, her voice rose with bitterness, and her glare hardened. “Are you happy now? You’ve cost me my job! I’m the breadwinner of my family, and because of you, they’ll starve. I hope you’re pro
The manager noticed the commotion brewing near the front desk and quickly descended the stairs to investigate. His polished shoes clacked sharply against the marble floor, each step reverberating through the quiet tension that hung in the air. His brow was furrowed, his lips pressed into a thin line as he approached the group.“What is going on here?” he demanded, his deep voice slicing through the awkward silence. He directed his question at the attendant, whose eyes darted nervously between him and Franklin. The manager’s gaze lingered briefly on Lilian, her flushed face and clenched fists a testament to her frustration, before finally landing on Franklin, whose calm yet imposing presence filled the room.The moment the manager’s eyes fell on Franklin, his expression shifted. The irritation etched into his face melted into something resembling recognition, then alarm. His posture stiffened, and his tone softened, carrying a note of deference. “Sir,” he said, addressing Franklin with