Lilian started working on the files on her desk immediately she walked into her office. She wondered why Moses was not here yet but she did not really think too much of it.KnockSomeone knocked on the door, Lilian raised her head and looked at the door.“Come in” Lilian said in a bit loud tone.The door was pushed open and an employee walked in to the office.“Hello Miss Lilian” Jane said as she walked into the office, she was the one who was gossiping with the receptionist downstairs before.“Hello.” Lilian said as she put down her pen.“These are the files from the personnel department” She said.“You can drop it” “Can you really handle it? Because it is the CEO who works on these files” Jane asked like she was actually concerned but she was just mocking her.Lilian's eyebrow arched in disbelief. Is she really questioning me? “You can drop it” she replied, her voice steady but edged with irritation, signaling that she wouldn't tolerate any more condescension.Jane shivered when
Lilian finished eating and she stood up, she looked at the girls and saw the girl that came to deliver some files to her. Lilian raised an eyebrow when she saw her. No wonder she questioned her.She knew they want her to hear them that is why they came to sit down close to her. And they had no idea the relationship between she and Moses. Only few people knows and those are just the shareholders . Lilian walked out of the employees restaurant. She walked back to her office. She left the office early so she can pick up Matt from school this time instead of Moses.Lilian pulled into the school parking lot, her heart fluttering with anticipation. She watched as Matt's teacher hurried inside, the familiar routine bringing a smile to her face. ‘I can't wait to see his happy face’, she thought, feeling a wave of warmth wash over her as she imagined their afternoon together.Lilian got down from the car. Matt teacher, miss jasmine was shocked to see her instead of her brother. “Hello Matt
Moses drove them out of the house, they finally got a restaurant.Lilian got down from the car, Matt also got down to immediately, he followed Lilian into the restaurant while Moses was trying to look for a good place to park the car.The waiter immediately approached them when they walked into the restaurant.“Hello Miss, welcome to our restaurant, do you want to eat here or get a room instead?” He asked with a polite smile on his face.“Well…. “ Lilian said, she does not know what to do whether to eat at the lobby or a private room.“Who is this? Lilian!?” She heard someone called her name. Lilian turned her head and looked towards the voice, she was a bit shocked when she saw Aria, Marcus younger sister, Lily was standing beside her. Lilian's breath caught in her throat as she turned to see Aria. She quickly masked her surprise with a composed smile, knowing it was only a matter of time before their paths crossed again.Lilian turned away from Aria, refusing to let the provocatio
“It is obvious that she doesn't like you but you still care so much about her” Aria said, feeling her heart break at Lily's kindness.Lily smiled and shook her head. “It does not matter if she likes me or not. What matters is we should be good no matter what” Lily said gently.…Lilian looked at the table to see if what she ordered was enough.The waiter was standing not far away looking at her wondering if she wanted to pack the rest home, cause he did not believe that she would eat all the food on the table. Lilian raised her head and looked at the waiter. She beckoned for him to come, the waiter immediately walked towards her. He thought she wanted to ask for the rest to be packed away.“How much is the bill?” Lilian asked the waiter.The waiter looked at his iPad. “It is $55,000” He said, he looked at her and shook his head. She ordered so much food in one sitting? “Okay go and give it to her” Lilian said with a satisfied laugh and stood up.The waiter was confused when he saw h
“Yes miss” the waiter said again.Lily finally understood what Lilian did. No wonder Lilian accepted her words easily. Lily looked at the table, the wines were all open and she could not ask for the food or wine to be returned that she is not interested in buying anymore. Her reputation will be at risk besides the restaurant will not accept that either.Aria's heels clicked sharply against the polished floor as she approached Lily. The ambient hum of conversation from the nearby tables felt distant, as if they were in their own world now. Lily stood motionless, her gaze fixed on the half-eaten plates, the heavy scent of wine lingering in the air around her. Aria's footsteps slowed, sensing something wasn't quite right.“What is wrong?” Aria asked Lily.Lily's gaze drifted to the table, where the waiter packed up the untouched plates. The food was still steaming, a stark contrast to the stillness in her chest. She swallowed, trying to push down the knot that had formed in her throat.
The next day, Lilian woke up earlier than usual, determined to take Matt to school herself instead of relying on Moses. She had decided that today was a good day to handle things on her own. After a quick breakfast, she made sure Matt’s lunch was packed, tucking his sandwich and juice into his lunchbox carefully. When the time came, she grabbed the box and stepped outside, the cool morning air brushing against her skin.She walked to the car, setting the lunchbox on the back seat before closing the door with a soft click. Just as she was about to get into the driver’s seat, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching behind her. She turned to see Matt, his schoolbag slung over one shoulder, walking toward her.“Mom!” Matt called, his face lighting up as he came closer.Lilian smiled and opened the back door for him. “Get in the car, sweetheart,” she said, her voice warm but steady.Matt climbed into the back seat, his little hands gripping his lunchbox. Lilian gently closed the door
Lilian stepped into the office, her heels clicking on the polished floor. As she did, she cleared her throat, the sound cutting through the tense air. Her eyes immediately landed on Emily, who stood too close to her brother’s desk, acting as though she was busy with something important. When Emily saw Lilian walk in, she stiffened, her face paling. She quickly stepped back, trying to act casual, but it was obvious she was caught off guard. Before Lilian had entered, Emily had assumed that Lilian must have taken the day off. That’s why she had taken the opportunity to come into the office herself, pretending to deliver some documents. Her true intentions, however, were less than professional. Emily had been hoping to get closer to Moses, perhaps to gain his attention, or more. But now, with Lilian standing in the doorway, all of that was quickly falling apart. Lilian’s eyes narrowed as she scanned the room, noticing Moses asleep at his desk, looking slightly disheveled. She couldn’t
Lilian stepped into the office, her heels clicking on the polished floor. As she did, she cleared her throat, the sound cutting through the tense air. Her eyes immediately landed on Emily, who stood too close to her brother’s desk, acting as though she was busy with something important. When Emily saw Lilian walk in, she stiffened, her face paling. She quickly stepped back, trying to act casual, but it was obvious she was caught off guard.Before Lilian had entered, Emily had assumed that Lilian must have taken the day off. That’s why she had taken the opportunity to come into the office herself, pretending to deliver some documents. Her true intentions, however, were less than professional. Emily had been hoping to get closer to Moses, perhaps to gain his attention, or more. But now, with Lilian standing in the doorway, all of that was quickly falling apart.Lilian’s eyes narrowed as she scanned the room, noticing Moses asleep at his desk, looking slightly disheveled. She couldn’t h
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