Cohen raised his hand and as he moved it closer to the door and set it to knock on it, he had a change of mind, causing him to retreat.“Gosh!” He screamed in silence, putting his hand straight beside him.“Should I go or not?” He wondered a few minutes before he reached a conclusion. “I should go in and speak with her…”He raised his hand and as he set it to knock on the door again, a part of his mind which was against him meeting Elsie won, and he quickly took his hand down beside him.“No, I shouldn't be doing this. I should give her time to think about it. She will get angry if I disturb. She doesn’t even want to hear my voice.” He spoke rapidly, filling his disturbed mind with many probabilities.“Gosh!” He screamed out and instantly coated his mouth in his hands with his eyes widely opened as he glanced backward to see if no one was around to hear him.He took his hand off his mouth and exhaled deeply. “I should give her space to calm herself. She needs it.” He concluded and vee
Mila entered the car and rested her head on the chair headrest and closed her eyes, discharging a short but deep breath. “I am tired,” she poured out. “This is giving me a headache. It’s the worst case I have had in a while. Fuck!”Joshua entered the car and closed the door. “Calm down, ma. Everything will be fine. One step at a time and I believe with what you’ve gotten, you are getting closer to the root of the matter,” he encouraged. “Be calm. Everything will be okay. You are competent and I never expect such words to come from the mount of the mighty Mila.”Mila moved her head from the headrest and sat properly. “Thank you, Joshua.” She appreciated.Joshua beamed. “It’s fine, ma,” he uttered and smiled brighter. “Will you check this now or when we get to the office?”“I will just check it now.” She decided and immediately opened the file hard cover. And her eyes widened in shock, staring at the photo on the first page. “Joshua!” She called in a raised voice. Joshua moved his hea
“Okay, come in.” Bastian instructed and ended the call. He started pressing the voice and after a minute, he heard a knock on the door.Bastian placed his phone on the table and went to the door and opened it. “Come in, please.” He let out and veered around back to the sitting, leaving Cohen to shut the door.Cohen closed the door and walked to meet Bastian. “Good morning.” He greeted, slightly bending his neck.“Why be so formal?” Bastian snickered. He bowed his head and responded. “Good morning, Cohen,”“How’s your night?” he asked and without giving him a space to respond, he added. “Sorry about my question. I should be able to guess how your night would be before you say it. We all are stressed and can’t wait to find Patricia.”Cohen nodded, but said nothing.“Have your seat.” Bastian offered and Cohen moved closer to the sofa and sat. “Thanks.” He said.Bastian exhaled deeply and proceeded. “Thanks for your concern, Cohen. Thanks for the support and care and all you’ve been doin
“I knew it!” Chairman Hewitt shouted with his eyes widened and immediately as he stopped talking, he placed his right index finger on his lips and shook his head.Ailee took a step closer, curious. “You know what, sir?” She asked.Chairman Hewitt took his finger off his lip and looked at her face. “I know something is wrong. My instinct has been wrong in the past, but not this time around,” he uttered. “I am sure about this. Yes, I am sure.”“Can you please be clearer, sir?” Ailee requested. “I'm still in darkness and understand none of what you are saying,”“Please, explain, sir. If you have any useful information, please let us know. It’s been two days now, and the investigation isn’t even moving further,” she implored. “Please help us out of this, sir.”Chairman Hewitt had a onetime glance at Bastian and returned his gaze to Ailee. “I think I know who is behind this.” He proclaimed in a low tone.Their eyes widened, but Cohen couldn’t move closer with Bastian to chairman Hewitt’s f
“He mistakenly sent the message to me and deleted it a few seconds later.” Chairman Hewitt explained. Ailee sighed and bent her neck, tired. “Gosh!” Chairman Hewitt furrowed his eyebrows, staring at Ailee with a confused expression. “What do you mean by this?” He asked. “It’s a shit and you don’t expect him to leave it. He already fucked up by making a mistake and deleting it was his only chance to clean the shit. What do you expect?” “But sir, there’s no proof to even support your claim. What are we even supposed to present to the police?” Ailee stated her worry. “I have evidence. Bryant deleted the message he mistakenly sent, not the screenshot I instantly took,” chairman Hewitt said and without waiting for them to question his statement, he quickly took out his phone. He unlocked it and showed the picture to Ailee. “This is it. You can see this is the screenshot of his message,” Ailee snatched it from him. “Wow!” She uttered, slowly nodding her head, impressed. “I on
“This is you!” Chairman Hewitt screamed on top of his lung, immediately as he abruptly opened the door and banged in without listening to director Bryant’s secretary, who had been chasing after him to stop him. Chairman Hewitt pointed his finger at director Bryant. “That’s the betrayal!” He added and halted. “This isn't allowed, sir. Please get out!” Director Bryant’s secretary implored, with her eyes teary as if she would cry soon. Chairman Hewitt gave him a deadly glance. “Don’t worry, miss. I was once in your boss’s position and have someone who worked for me as you,” he spoke in a cool tone. “I know Esther will react the same way. But don’t worry. I am here for your boss and I’ve seen him already. Stay out of this. Okay?” “This isn’t allowed, sir. You can’t just bang in.” She argued. “Hey. Don’t worry. You can go.” Director Bryant gave an order. His secretary bowed her head. “Okay, sir.” She uttered and walked out of the office in a hurry. After watching his secretar
“Your phone, sir.” Bryan, Mila’s assistance officer, requested with his hand stretched forward, stopping director Bryant at the interrogation room entrance.Director Bryant dug his hand into his chest pocket and handed him the phone. “You may lose your job if I ever step out of this place.” He threatened.Bryan snatched the phone from him. “Get out first and then you can blabber all you want.” He said without a hint of fear in his face.Director Bryant tinted his lips with a venomous smile and stared at Bryan’s face without uttering a word.“Go in, please.” Bryan instructed.Director Bryant snickered. He took his eyes off Bryan and cracked up before he entered the interrogation room.Bryan moved forward and adjusted the chairs. He glimpsed at director Bryant’s face, pointing to the chair on the other side. “That’s where you will sit.” “Why will-” Director Bryant wanted to speak in opposition to Bryan, but he cut him off.“Remember, sir. This is an interrogation room. Your status won’
Mila ground her teeth and slammed the door, standing on her feet. “What have you done, Mr. Bryant?!” She yelled, panting. “Tell me what you’ve done or I will make you regret it?”Director Bryan furrowed his eyebrows, confused. “What do you mean by what I have done?” He asked, unclear, with his shoulders elevated to the level of his neck. “I don’t know what you are talking about…”“You invited me here for an interrogation and already accused me of something I know nothing about and now again, you look at your phone and seem to be questioning me about something else,” he let out. “All I requested for was the evidence you have, and now you are creating a scene, “Are you doing this so I won’t sue you for framing me? Hun?”Mila snickered. “You think you’ve succeeded, but you haven’t,” she said, widening her eyes with boldness. “You think you’ve destroyed the evidence, but it’s a lie. You think you will get away with this, but you can’t.”“Get away with what?!” Director Bryant shouted, fr
To my dear readers,Thanks for embarking on the journey of my first novel. Your time, coins, gems, and comments mean a lot, and it's the reason I keep going until the end.While writing this book, some left comments to criticize my works and I appreciate them all. I will make use of them and put more effort into avoiding such mistakes (grammatical, word usage, and construction of the plot) in my next books. I am a new author and still finding my way and I promise to work harder and better to make every coin and time you spend on my works worth it.Cohen and Patricia's story ends here, but we will still meet them in the next books in the series.As planned, I want to continue to create the characters' universe for them because of the impact they make in this complete novel. I hope you will stay with me and keep giving your support.If things go as planned, we will have another five amazing journeys to embark on in this series and the next books to come are for:1. Ailee and Bastian.2.
-THREE MONTHS LATER-“What are you doing, Cohen?” Patricia challenged as Cohen slowly reversed the car. “Aren’t we going to pick the kid at the school anymore?”“We will.” Cohen answered as he drove into the other lane and headed toward their street.“Then why are you reversing? Why are you heading back home?” She questioned.“I forgot something at home.” Cohen informed.“What did you forget? Hun?” she asked, looking at him with a side of her eyes.“My phone.” Cohen responded.“Why must we go back to pick up your phone? It will take less than an hour to get back home. Can’t you just let’s go?” She queried.“I can’t because I am a business owner. I mustn’t stay away from my phone.” Cohen gave an excuse with his eyes fixed on the road ahead.“It’s the weekend, Cohen. No one will call you today. Stop giving excuses and let’s pick the kids. We shouldn’t keep them waiting for a long time.” Patricia said.“I’m not going because of business, but I need to pay fees before we can take the kids
Cohen discharged a deep breath as he walked out of the bathroom. He paused for a second and rounded his hands over his waist, forgetting what he wanted to do next at that moment.A thought passed through his mind and he wiped his right hand over his face with the left still on the waist.Patricia’s phone rang, and he walked to the cabinet on the bedside and picked it up. “Who could be?” He wondered with his eyes furrowed, confused, and before he could turn to the door, the call ended and a message came into her eyes.Since Patricia’s phone was always unlocked, Cohen saw the message’s content and his eyes enlarged as a surprised tone escaped his mouth. “Hun!”He bit his lower lip and after a few second thought, he reached a conclusion and instantly swiped the message to the left to delete it. He returned the phone to the bed cabinet and rushed out of the room.He arrived in the sitting room and saw his mother watching the TV while Elsie was packing their breakfast out of the kitchen an
“Who is here for me?” Anna threw a question at the security officer escorting her out of the room, showing no interest in meeting the person. The security officer opened the door for her and immediately as she sighted Patricia, she veered around.Patricia quickly stood on her feet. “Is that how to treat a guest?” She threw a question. “Shouldn’t you at least stay to hear why I am here? Your daughter, Rachel, don’t you have any message you want to pass to her?”Patricia’s words made Anna’s feet froze, and she halted for a minute before she slowly veered around and walked to the chair and sat down. “I have no message for Rachel. She doesn’t deserve a mother like me. I don’t worth to be called a mother,” she poured out. “Tell me why you are here. I don’t want to talk with you.”Patricia discharged a deep breath and sighed. She stared at Anna with a pity and despite having a lot of things in her mind, she couldn’t open her mouth to talk at the moment.Anna sighed. “Take your eyes away fro
Anna abruptly opened the door and banged in, panting. “Ma! Ma! Ma!” She shouted, running towards Patricia’s desk.Patricia was shocked, and she couldn’t utter a word. Instead, she widened her eyes and watched Anna arrived in front of her desk before she could pull a word out. “What happened?” She asked, the worried in her voice cooperating with the concern in her voice.Anna breathed heavily as she bent her back and placed her hands on her knees.“What happened?!” Patricia raised her voice. She was getting more scared by Anna’s reaction.Anna panted for another second before she raised her hand and stood straight on her feet. “It’s him…” she uttered, but couldn’t complete her statement.She pointed her thumb at her back, crossing it over her shoulder without looking backward. “It’s him…” she continued, struggling to complete her statement but couldn’t.“It’s who?” Patricia asked, with her lips already quivering. “Calm yourself and talk, Anna. What happened? It’s who? Please, talk. You’
Ailee walked into the office and stood in front of Bastian’s head. She bowed her head, holding a file in her hand. “Good morning, sir,” she greeted, but Bastian, whose head was placed on the desk, didn’t respond to her.“Good morning, sir,” she greeted again, but still no response.She furrowed her face. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself in a low voice. She observed him for a second and bent a bit to check if he was sleeping, but his eyes were wide open, making her guess he was just lost in thought.She elevated her shoulder a bit with her mouth shaped to the left a little. “What’s wrong with him?” She asked herself put the file on the desk and let out. “The president said I should give this to you.”She eyed her for another few minutes and turned around to leave, but as she took three steps forward, she halted because she was worried and couldn’t leave Bastian in that situation.“Gosh…” she uttered and discharged a soft breath and, without giving her decision a second thought
Patricia heard a knock on the floor, and she stopped pressing her laptop. She glanced at her wristwatch. “8:05 Am? Who could it be?” She wondered.She stared at the door and raised her voice so it could reach the person. “Come in.” She permitted and immediately continued pressing her laptop.“Good morning, ma.”She heard a familiar voice and instantly raised her gaze. “Cohen?!” she exclaimed with her eyes widened in disbelief, and she couldn’t say another word. Instead, she fixed her eyes on him and watched him stride closer.Cohen arrived in front of his desk and bowed his head. “Good morning, ma,” he greeted. He raised his head and crossed his hand behind him as he stared downward and slightly bent his neck to apologize. “I’m sorry I arrived late,”“I have to drop my mother at the hospital.” He exclaimed.“What are-” Patricia opened her mouth to talk, but Cohen interrupted her.“I’m sorry. I know that’s not an excuse. I shouldn’t involve family matters in business, but I have to sta
“Be careful…” Patricia cautioned Williams, who was already a few steps ahead of her out of the hospital and had been jumping around since the doctor said he was perfectly healthy now. There was no injection for him anymore.“Mom, please call Dad. This call for celebration. I am happy,” Williams let out. He stopped jumping, but couldn’t help pacing fast because he was so excited. He halted and glanced backward at his mother. “And don’t forget to invite Mr. Cohen as well. He needs to be there. I hope he is fine now and will have the strength to come.”“Sure, I will,” she agreed. She took a few steps closer to her and bent in his front. She passed the medicine nylon in her right hand to the left and placed it on Williams’s shoulder. “Williams, I know this won’t sound well with you or you won’t like it, but now that the truth is out and you know who Cohen is, you should change how you address him.”Williams furrowed his face as he raised his shoulder, stretching his hands beside him. “What
-Many weeks later-“Ma, it’s Mrs. Charlotte. She has been waiting for over two hours.” Anna proclaimed immediately as she entered the office. Patricia was working on a file, and Anna’s announcement made her halted. She raised her gaze and looked at Anna’s face. “Why did you keep her waiting?” She questioned. “You should have told her I was in a meeting.”“I did, but she insisted on staying, and Ailee told me to allow her. I even invited her to come into the office to wait for you, but she declined saying she doesn’t worth it.” Anna explained.Patricia sighed and closed the file on her desk. She stood and walked out of her seat, asking, “where is she now?”“At the third floor. She is waiting with others question,” Anna responded. Patricia had already walked to her side, and before she could add another word, Patricia increased her speed and already walked past her.Anna turned around and paced to Patricia with three steps between them. “You can stay. I will go call her.” She offered.