Ben was on his way to his office when he bumped into someone. She fell and the paper she was holding fell. She immediately got up to pick them. Ben wanted to yell at her but, she stood up and slowly tucked her hair behind her ear. "I'm so sorry" she said. He blinked repeatedly. "No, I'm sorry. It's my fault" he said, when he knew it was totally her fault. She smiled weirdly. "Thank you. I'll be on my way now" she said and wanted to leave. He stood right in front of her, stopping her from leaving. "I'm Ben" he said. "I know who you are, I'm Gwen" she said. "Gwen, beautiful name. You seem young to be working here" he said. "I know, I'm just an intern. I need to get a job before college" she said. "Oh, of course " he saidShe chuckled softly and peeped at her wrist watch. "I need to go. I'll be late" she said and rushed to the elevator, pushing the button. "Where can I find you?" He yelled as she ran away. "Um...the planning department!" She yelled and entered the elevator. B
Ethan was done in the bathroom. He walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was using another towel to dry his wet hair when he saw his father seated on his couch. He almost shrieked in fear but, he decided to remain cool. "What are you doing here father?" He asked. "I came to talk to you" Christopher replied. Ethan walked to his closest and swiftly find something to wear. He walked out and sat opposite his father. He has never had any heart to heart conversation with his father and he was hoping not to have one tonight.But, remembering what Wilson told him about what he went through in the hands of Manuel, he would listen to him. "Tell me father, what do you have to say? I need to sleep. I have a busy day ahead of tomorrow" he said. Christopher leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees."I know that I haven't been a good father to you Ethan, but I have my reasons. My father did the same to me. I was left alone. He didn't care...""Your father? You mean, grand
Christopher's driver pulled over in front of a building. He gently alighted and looked around. He didn't want to be noticed. He peeped at his driver. "Drive around and meet me here in thirty minutes" he said. "Yes sir" he said and drove off. Christopher gathered his courage and walked in. He was here to meet the detective that was going to find the person who murdered Evan. No one was going to change his mind and tell him everything was an accident. He went to a room in the hotel and knocked. The man came and opened the door. He bowed his head in respect. "I'm detective Jones" he said, stretching his hand. Christopher took his hand. "It's nice to meet you" Christopher said. "It's an honour to be in front of the richest man in the world" he said. Christopher smiled weirdly and sat down. The man poured some tea for him. "I'll get straight to the point since I don't want to waste your time. You must have heard the death of my son" Christopher said. "Yes, I did. May his soul res
Ben happily left Gwen and head to his office. He started planning on how he was going to sleep with her and where they should meet. He knew that the Croydon company has hotels and clubs everywhere. He wondered. He opened the office door and looked around, there was no sign of Peter anywhere. All he found was a box, a red box. "Peter?" He called out. He kept looking around because it was starting to get creepy. "Peter?" He called again and this time, he was closer to the table. He placed the cup of coffee on the table and looked at the box. He slowly touched the cap of the cap and wanted to open it. He immediately heard something sparking behind him. He turned his head and saw something burning from behind. He fell on the floor and dragged himself to the corner of the office. It was burning and it was starting to turn to fire. He started sweating and murmuring words. He rocked himself slowly while the fire kept burning at the corner of his office. Peter immediately walked closer t
Wilson drove off to his house while Ethan entered into the house. The butler opened the door for him. "Thank you" he said. The man smiled. Ethan saw his sister, Kelly, dragging a luggage down the stairs. "Shouldn't you get a guard or someone to help with that?" Ethan asked. Kelly saw Ethan behind her and sighed deeply."I didn't see you there. Shouldn't you help me or something?" She asked in response. Ethan rolled his eyes. He wanted to leave his sister but, he just helped her drag the huge luggage down the stairs. They reached the last floor. Ethan stopped to catch his breath. "What's in this?" He asked. "Clothes, make up, jewelleries... Other stuff" she said, looking confused. "Where are you going with those stuff?" He asked. "Oh, it's not mine...""It's mine!" Chloe said from upstairs. Ethan shook his head in disappointment. "I should have known it was yours" he mumbled She was dressed fully, ready to leave. She had her sunglasses on."Thanks for helping me little broth
Michelle sat in front of the mirror, getting ready to leave the house. She was meeting with her friends later today. They were just going to chat and drink wine.They finally made her come out of the house after Evan's death. She looked at the red dress she was wearing and her beautiful face. She was just wearing a light make up. Christopher came from behind and kissed her cheek. "What are you thinking about? You already look beautiful" He asked."Can I really go out? I just lost my son. Should I be out chatting and drinking wine?" She asked, softly. She lowered her head, like she wanted to cry."Hey, look at me" he said. She slowly raised her head and stared into his eyes. "I also lost Evan and I swear, I miss him. But, we have to move on. We can't forget him because he'll forever be in our heart. I'm not stopping you from mourning him, but Evan won't like if you keep sulking and thinking about him"She smiled weirdly and nodded."Of course, I shouldn't cry. I'm strong" she said.
Since it was Friday, the day ended early. Ethan was already tired from trying to finish all of those bulky work early. He leaned back on the chair, trying to rest when Wilson entered his office. "The advertising company is ready. We just need to come up with an advertising strategy""That's for the advertising team to do. Tell them there'll be a meeting on Monday by 4pm. No one should be late" he said. But, he was writing something else on the paper. The meeting was really 12pm, after lunch. He didn't want Ben and his assistant to get that information and ruin the meeting like they did today's meeting. "Understood sir, besides that. Which model are we using for the advertising?" Wilson asked. "I could have used my sister but, she already left the country and is busy with her shoot. I'll find the models, we can't use the company model" Ethan replied. Wilson nodded and looked at his wrist watch. "We should go home now. You must be tired""Of course, I am" Ethan said and stretched hi
Ethan already prepared to sleep early when he heard a knock on the door. He sat up and frowned. He was lazy to walk up to the door, so he yelled. "Who is it?" He asked. "Um, it is I... Your grandfather has asked to see you" the maid spoke. Ethan furrowed his eyebrows, as confusion washed over him. He hasn't spoken to his grandfather in ages. But now, he was asking after him. He only remembered seeing him the last time at the last family gathering.He threw his legs off the bed and slipped his foot into his slippers. Lazily, he walked out of the room and appeared at his grandfather's room. He knocked the door and yawned, covering his mouth. "Come in Ethan" his grandfather spoke from inside. He gathered strength and entered the room. "Hello grandfather" he greeted. "Ethan... It's great to see you. Come in" his grandfather said, walking around the room. Even if he was old, he still looked fit. He closed the windows himself. He even walked to his table and fetched a cup of water fo