“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
“Boss, is he around?” Elsie inquired from a guy she stumbled onto immediately as she entered the ghetto. “I’m not sure,” the guy replied with his neck slightly bent. “I haven't seen him today, but I think he is inside because I haven’t seen a trace of him coming out today.” “Okay,” Elsie nodded. She tinted her lips with an insincere smile. “Thanks. See you later.” “Okay, ma.” The guy uttered. He bowed his head and walked away while Elsie also faced her front and walked in a slow stride, with many thoughts passing through her mind. Immediately as Elsie entered the main gate, greetings came from every corner, but she couldn't respond to them because her mind was filled up with what awaited her inside the boss’s villa. Without lifting her gaze, she kept taking her step forward and halted immediately as she arrived in front of the villa. “Should I go?” She let out the same question she wasted the first few hours of the day on until she was able to summon her courage and decide to face
Bastian parked the car and Cohen rushed down from the other side and sped into the police station.Immediately as he stepped inside, he caught a glimpse of Ailee and chairman Hewitt sitting in front of Mila’s desk. He ran to meet them, calling, “Ailee, what’s wrong?” He threw a question.Ailee glanced backwards and, seeing Cohen, she stood on her feet and walked to meet him in a hurry with her hands stretched forward and her face withered. “Sir…” she uttered. Her eyes glimpsed Bastian entering, so she paused and waited for him to get closer.Bastian arrived next to Cohen and flung a question. “What’s going on, Ailee?” He asked. “I don’t understand what you were saying over the phone. Can you explain better now?”Chairman Hewitt has also stood on his feet and before Ailee could open her mouth to utter a word, he has arrived next to her, and with his hands around his waist and his face slightly cast downward in disappointment, he intervened. “You heard and understood what she said. You’
Ailee looked at chairman Hewitt with her lips shaped to the left a bit. “Who?” She asked. “Who is it? Tell us. We are in a fix. This is a time we can’t leave any tree untouched. We must scatter everyone and anything. No clue shall be left behind.”Chairman Hewitt sighed and licked his lips. He stared at Cohen’s face. “I’m sorry, Cohen, I thought it won’t get to this extent and I won’t have to mention but I can’t hold myself back anymore.” He apologized in a low voice.Cohen furrowed his face, confused. “What are you talking about, sir?” He asked.“Your wife, Anna…” chairman Hewitt disclosed. He slightly faced downward and sighed before he lifted his gaze and split out. “Since you feel so concern about this incident, I felt it won’t be right I drag her into this. I didn’t want to make things hard for you. I think they need to arrest Anna.”Cohen joggled his head in acceptance. “Yes, you are right…” he let out.“Hun!” Chairman Hewitt exclaimed. He didn’t except such a statement to come
Anna and Charlotte were watching the Tv in the sitting room and a knocked on the door made then paused the movie and took a second to hear clearly.“Someone is knocking.” Charlotte let out.“Yes.” Anna joggled her head. She placed the tv remote on the table and stood on her feet.She paced to the door and cracked it to check who it was, and seeing Mila and two others guy, she furrowed her face and spoke with them with unfamiliarity. “Good day. Who are you, please?” She flung a question even before Mila, who was standing right in front of her, could open her mouth to say a word.Mila bent her neck. “Good day, madam,” she responded, tinting her lips with a beam. She dug her hand into her chest pocket and took out her Id card. She lifted the card and showed it to Anna, introducing, “I am Mila. From A division police station and behind me are my colleagues.”Anna sluggishly nodded her head. “Okay,” she uttered. She already guessed why they came, but she still ask. “So, how may I help you?
“Good day, ma.” Mila greeted, drawing the chair backward to sit, but Anna didn’t respond. Instead, Anna crossed her hand over her chest and turned her face to the left.Mila chuckled and sat in the chair. “This won’t save you…” she uttered. She took her phone out of the pocket, pressed it for a few second and placed it on the table between them. She rested her hands on the table and proclaimed. “The interrogation session will begin now.”“I don’t care.” Anna said in a whisper, but Mila could hear her.“Mrs. Ailee, what is between you and Mrs. Patricia, the president of Ivy organization?” Mila threw a question and Anna gave an instant answer.“Nothing. There’s nothing between me and her.”“Okay. Have you met her in the past? Have you crossed path before and when was the last time you saw her?” Mila asked.“One question at a time, please,” Anna complained with her right index fingers raised. She sighed and responded. “Yes, I’ve met her in the past and we’ve crossed part on countless occa
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.