Marcus’ assistant walked in the moment Marcus called for him.“Sir, you called for me?” His assistant asked respectfully.“Give the gift to her,” Marcus said, running a hand through his hair, his expression serious but a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.“What?” His assistant was stunned. He knew the gift was meant for Lilian, not Lily. He was shocked by Marcus’ change of mind.“Didn’t you hear me?” Lily said, her voice dripping with a mixture of smug satisfaction and playful confidence. “I asked you earlier when I saw you at the receptionist’s desk if the gift was for you, and you told me no. So, it’s clearly meant for me now, right?”Her words stung, but Marcus’ assistant kept his thoughts to himself. But it’s really not for you, he thought inwardly, though he dared not challenge his superior’s decision.“Alright, I will bring the gift then,” the assistant said, bowing slightly before turning to leave. “Please excuse me, Miss Lily.”Lily watched him walk out of the office with a sati
Lilian swiftly finished typing the last few sentences of her report and double-checked the numbers in her spreadsheet. Satisfied, she saved her work and closed her laptop. With a sigh of relief, she leaned back in her chair, stretching out her arms to release the tension from a long day of staring at the screen.It was already past 5 PM, and she knew her brother Moses had gone to pick up their younger cousin, Matt, from school. That meant she didn’t have to worry about running any errands today. She could head home straight from work, and she was looking forward to a quiet evening to herself—maybe a nice takeout dinner and a movie.Grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder, Lilian took one last look around her desk, making sure everything was in order. She flipped off her desk lamp and made her way to the door, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor.She pressed the elevator button and waited, glancing around the nearly empty office floor. Most of her coworkers had a
Marcus and his friend Nick decided to collaborate on a project. They went to a nearby restaurant to grab some coffee and finalize the document they had been working on. It was a busy afternoon, and the café was filled with people chatting, sipping their drinks, and typing away on laptops. The smell of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.Sitting across from each other at a small round table, they both took a moment to enjoy their drinks. The clinking of cups and the hum of conversation around them created a comfortable background noise. Nick took a sip of his coffee and then glanced up at Marcus with a curious expression.“When are you getting married to Lily?” Nick asked suddenly, raising an eyebrow. It was a question that seemed to come out of nowhere, catching Marcus off guard.Marcus frowned slightly. The idea of marrying Lily had been floating around for a while, but something about it didn’t feel right. He couldn’t quite put his fin
Here is the expanded, revised version of your chapter with enhanced detail, improved flow, and grammar corrections, extended to about 1000 words while strictly maintaining your original scenes:Lilian did not notice Marcus when she entered the coffee shop. Her eyes swept briefly over the tables and customers, but she seemed preoccupied, heading directly to the counter where a young waiter stood, looking a bit tired.“Hello, I need two cups of coffee,” she said politely, her tone calm yet firm.The waiter looked up, slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected such politeness from her for some reason. “Do you want an Americano or just regular coffee?” he asked with a smile, trying to be friendly.“Regular,” Lilian replied without hesitation, her gaze fixed on the menu board above his head, though it was clear she wasn’t really reading it.“Alright, please hold on,” the waiter said as he quickly began preparing the order. He glanced back at Lilian, curious about her demeanor. There was someth
“Does she come here often?” Marcus asked the waiter, his tone sharp and commanding. His dark eyes bore into the man behind the counter, leaving little room for hesitation.“W-who?” the waiter stammered, clearly startled.“The lady who just left,” Marcus clarified, his frown deepening. He was already irritated, and the waiter’s stuttering response wasn’t helping.“Oh, yes! Yes, she does,” the waiter replied quickly, nodding as if the movement might save him from further questioning.Marcus gave a slight nod of acknowledgment but said nothing further. He turned and walked back toward Nick, his frustration evident in his measured steps.“Let’s go,” Marcus said curtly, his voice low and tense.Nick raised an eyebrow, watching his friend with an amused smirk. “What did you ask him? You scared the guy half to death,” he teased, his tone light despite Marcus’s evident bad mood.Marcus ignored him, striding toward his car with purpose. He unlocked it with a click and slid into the driver’s se
The next day, Lilian walked into the coffee shop, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. The faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, a pleasant but ordinary comfort in her busy day. Her expression was calm, her posture upright, and her steps deliberate as she approached the counter.This time, the attendant behind the counter was different from the one she had seen yesterday. A young woman with a bright, polite smile was stationed there, her hands busy as she adjusted the cups on the counter.“I need two cups of coffee,” Lilian said, her voice steady and polite but devoid of any unnecessary warmth.The female attendant immediately looked up and nodded, her smile broadening. “Alright. Please hold on,” she replied with practiced professionalism as she turned to begin preparing the coffee.Lilian gave a small nod of acknowledgment, her hands reaching into her bag to retrieve her phone. She unlocked the screen, her fingers deftly scrolling through her emails and messages
Lilian looked at Marcus, her patience wearing thin. “I don’t think that’s any of your business,” she said, her tone sharp, a frown settling on her face. Her irritation was evident, and she no longer cared to hide it.This entire encounter was exhausting, and she felt the tension building in her chest. She had no idea what else to say to get him to stop.“Your coffee,” the female attendant said, cutting through the heavy atmosphere.Lilian turned her head toward the counter and immediately handed over her card. “Here,” she said, her voice soft but curt as she addressed the attendant.The barista accepted the card with a polite smile and swiped it. A brief beep signaled the successful transaction. “Thank you,” the attendant said, handing the card back to Lilian.Lilian gave a slight nod in acknowledgment, her attention already shifting away from the interaction. Without sparing another glance at Marcus, she turned on her heel and began walking toward the door.The sound of her heels ech
“Hi, I haven’t seen your face here before. Are you new here?”The question came from a young woman seated beside Marcus at the bar. Her dress was short and elegant, though its hemline left little to the imagination, exposing her toned thighs. She leaned toward him with an inviting smile, her confidence apparent as she toyed with the rim of her glass.Marcus had no idea why he was here. He hadn’t planned to come to this bar or even leave his home tonight. His hands had simply gripped the steering wheel, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the hotel. He sat at the bar now, nursing a drink, his mind in turmoil.When the woman spoke, he turned his head slightly, his gaze barely meeting hers. Then, with a dismissive wave of his hand, he said flatly, “I’m engaged.”The woman’s smile faltered for a moment before it returned, sly and determined. “Oh,” she said casually, as if the information hardly mattered. “That doesn’t mean anything. Your fiancée doesn’t have to know. It’ll just stay
Lilian walked into the private room, her heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor. The air carried a subtle hum of conversation as several CEOs were already present, chatting amongst themselves in low voices. Heads turned briefly when she entered, though most of them quickly returned to their discussions, only sparing her a glance.“CEO Lilian, you’re here!” the host exclaimed warmly, his voice breaking through the quiet hum of the room. His welcoming smile was broad as he stepped forward to greet her.Lilian nodded politely, her expression composed yet approachable. “Yes, I am,” she replied, her voice steady and professional. Her gaze swept the room subtly, taking in her surroundings. It wasn’t overly crowded—just enough people to make the gathering feel important but not overwhelming.The host gestured toward a seat in a more secluded section of the room. “Please, let me show you where you can sit.”Lilian followed his lead, her movements measured and graceful, reflec
Moses walked into the living room with a deep frown etched across his face. He sank onto the couch, the weight of his thoughts dragging him down. Franklin, seated beside him, turned to look at him with concern. “Are you okay, brother?” he asked, his voice low but steady.Moses turned his head slowly to meet Franklin’s gaze. “I got an email from Lily,” he began, his tone laced with confusion and frustration. “She said we’ve made a mistake—that she’s actually our younger sister.”Franklin’s brow furrowed in response, but before he could say anything, Noah let out a loud chuckle from across the room. “What kind of nonsense is that?” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. “She must be dreaming. Someone needs to wake her up.”Franklin nodded in agreement, a scowl spreading across his face. “Ridiculous. She’s just being stupid,” he added dismissively.Moses didn’t respond immediately. His silence filled the room like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating. He leaned back against the couch, his
Lily stormed into the house, her expression a storm cloud of frustration and anger. She slammed the door shut behind her with a little more force than necessary, causing her mother to glance up from the table where she was sorting through some documents.“You’re back already?” her mother asked, a mix of surprise and curiosity on her face. “Was Marcus not at the company?”Without replying immediately, Lily tossed her bag onto the couch and sat down heavily, crossing her arms. Her face remained tight with irritation.“The gateman didn’t let me in,” she said sharply, her voice carrying the sting of humiliation.Her mother straightened, clearly startled. “What? Why not? Did he give you a reason?”Lily huffed in frustration, the memory of the encounter replaying vividly in her mind. “He said Marcus wasn’t in the office,” she explained, her tone dripping with annoyance. “I told him I’d wait inside, but he refused. Can you believe that? He wouldn’t even let me near the gate!”Her mother’s ex
Lilian walked into the company the next day, her heels clicking against the polished floor with an air of authority. The receptionist immediately stood up when she saw her, her professionalism sharp and unmistakable.“Good morning, ma’am,” the receptionist said politely, a warm smile on her face.Lilian acknowledged her with a small nod. “Hello, good morning to you too,” she replied, her tone calm yet direct. Without breaking stride, she headed straight for the elevator.Inside the elevator, Lilian pressed the button for her floor and leaned slightly against the wall. It had been a whirlwind few days, and she was determined to tackle everything head-on. As the elevator arrived with a soft chime, she straightened her posture and stepped out, ready to start her day.What greeted her, however, made her pause. A young woman sat at the desk outside her office, engrossed in her phone. Lilian’s brows furrowed slightly. This was unexpected.The woman, oblivious to Lilian’s presence, continued
Lilian arrived home later than usual, the weight of her day evident in her slightly tired expression. She had stayed back at the office, determined to finish the stack of files that had been sitting on her desk for too long.As she stepped into the living room, the soft glow of the lights made the space feel warm and welcoming. Noah looked up from where he was sitting, immediately smiling when he saw her. “You’re back,” he said, his tone cheerful at first, though his smile soon faded into a concerned frown. “How was work? And why are you so late?”He was the only one in the living room, and the absence of the usual chatter made the house feel quieter than normal.Lilian offered him a tired but genuine smile. “It’s been a while since I was at the office, so I took the opportunity to finish up some pending work,” she explained, setting her bag down on the nearest chair.Noah nodded in understanding. “Where’s everyone?” she asked, glancing around as if expecting someone to suddenly appea
Lilian walked into the company lobby, her heels echoing on the polished tiles. She carried herself with the calm confidence of someone who knew the space inside and out. The familiar environment of her workplace brought a small sense of comfort, yet something was off. Her eyes immediately landed on the receptionist’s desk.Where Linda, the usual friendly face, should have been, sat a stranger. A young woman, neatly dressed in a crisp blouse, was typing away on the computer. Her sharp focus broke the moment she spotted Lilian approaching.The receptionist quickly stood up, smoothing her skirt nervously. “Good morning, ma’am. Do you have an appointment?” she asked, her tone professional but polite.The question threw Lilian off. She raised an eyebrow, her expression morphing into confusion. “Uh… no,” she replied distractedly, her gaze fixed on the woman as if trying to place her.The receptionist gave her a tight, apologetic smile. “Oh, I see. I’m sorry, but you’ll need to make an appoi
Lilian hadn’t gone to the company in days. She stayed home, consumed by emotions she couldn’t quite understand or control. The smallest things made her anxious. Every time Matt left her sight, her heart would start to race, and her mind would conjure the worst scenarios. She tried to hide it, but her panic was always evident.Her brothers, Noah, Franklin, and Moses, stayed close, trying to comfort her whenever they could. But it was clear to everyone in the house that Lilian’s silence weighed heavily on them. Gabriel, her father, was especially worried. He had seen Lilian strong and confident in the past, so this sudden vulnerability scared him. He felt powerless watching his daughter struggle, and he didn’t know how to help her.That morning, Gabriel and his sons gathered in the living room. The air was heavy with unspoken concerns. The usually lively house was eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the occasional creak of a chair or the ticking of the clock on the wall. No one sa
Marcus clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles whitening under the pressure.“That means you’re a father!” Benson, one of his closest friends, exclaimed, his face lighting up with a wide grin. His tone was filled with excitement, almost as if it were his own discovery.Marcus’ lips twitched into a small smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. The weight of Benson’s words settled heavily on his chest. The realization was overwhelming, and his emotions were all over the place. Was he happy? Nervous? Angry? He couldn’t tell.His mother’s face flashed in his mind. She would be thrilled to hear this—ecstatic, even. For years, she had begged him to settle down and give her grandchildren. And now, the dream she’d been holding onto for so long was real. But his excitement was dampened by a darker thought: Lilian’s family.He already knew how they felt about him. Every interaction with Moses or any of Lilian’s brothers had been marked by tension. Their disdain for him was obvious. They
Moses walked into the company building with an urgency that made the receptionist sit up straight. She blinked in surprise—she hadn’t seen him here in ages. Ever since Moses had stopped coming to the office regularly, his appearances had become rare, almost nonexistent. To see him now, walking in with such a determined expression, left her momentarily speechless.Quickly regaining her composure, she stood up from her desk. “Good afternoon, sir,” she greeted, her tone cautious yet polite.But Moses didn’t respond. He brushed past her as if he hadn’t even heard her voice. His intense expression and hurried steps suggested something serious was going on. The receptionist watched, puzzled, as he headed straight for the elevators and stepped inside.“What could’ve happened?” she murmured, watching the elevator doors close. He looked so worried. But whatever it was, it clearly wasn’t her business, so she sat back down and returned to her tasks.Upstairs, the elevator dinged softly as Moses