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
Marcus got to the end of the stairs with his assistant. He was already tired from climbing the stairs. He wanted to use the elevator but the receptionist told him that the elevator only belongs to the CEO so he can’t use it. So he had no choice than to use the staircase.At the top of the stairs, Marcus paused and glanced back, catching sight of his assistant, breathless and struggling to keep up.Marcus turned. Marcus halted in his tracks, his heart racing as he registered Lilian's presence, surprise washing over him like a cold wave.“What are you doing here?” He asked her in shock.Lilian's eyes sparkled as she beamed at Marcus, her smile radiating warmth and confidence like Marcus was just a stranger Lilian's smile was warm but her eyes hinted at urgency. “The CEO is waiting for you. Follow me,” she urged, turning swiftly toward the office.Marcus opened his mouth to ask more questions, but Lilian was already striding ahead, leaving him with a knot of unanswered inquiries.. So
Hilary believed that if Marcus and Lilian were on good terms, what happened today would never happen.He was also there when Marcus started treating Lilian badly, but he is the boss so there is nothing he can do about it.Lily walked towards Marcus office ignoring his assistant, but Hilary immediately moved and stood in front of the door.“I’m really sorry Miss, but Bøss is not in a good mood” Hilary said with an apologetic tone.Lily frowned, she did not believe that. She instead believed that maybe Marcus and a woman is inside the office that was why he ordered his assistant not to allow her in.“Do you know who I am?” Lily asked with a cold expression.Hilary nodded his head. “Yes yes” He answered.“Move away now. I don’t have time for all this” Lily said.Hilary sighed. “I really want to but -“The office door was suddenly opened, Marcus was standing there looking at them.“Marcus” Lily called like she has been wronged.“What is it?” Marcus leaned against the doorframe, his jaw te
It was 8pm on dot, Lilian started packing her things and arranged the desk before leaving. When she was done , she carried her bag and the car key, it was with her and she left her office.She got to the reception desk. The receptionist smiled when she saw her, “You are ready to go ?” She was surprised because everyone was working overtime.Lilian nodded. “Yes,” she said with a smile on her face. “Alright then, Miss Stephan, once I’m done I will drop the files on your desk before tomorrow” The receptionist said with a smile on her face.“Alright, thank you” Lilian said “Good night,” the receptionist said.“Good night” Lilian waved at her before she walked out of the company.Lilian drove home, the weight of the day pressing down on her like a thick blanket. Her mind drifted as she navigated the familiar streets, the hum of the engine barely registering.She felt the fatigue settling into her bones, each traffic light an unwelcome pause that made her wish she could close her eyes jus
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
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