“Will you sell your company or not?” Bastian asked after a long stare into Cohen’s eyes.Cohen’s mouth was ajar and he couldn't close it until Bastian asked the same question for the third time.“What!”“Cohen, please, be quick with your response.” Bastian said.Cohen shook his head. “That’s not possible!” He yelled.He lowered his voice, furrowing his face. “How can she ask to buy my company for a rebrand?”“Why will I sell my company for her to rebrand?” He kept raising questions as the offer kept ringing in his head. “How’s that possible?”“Cohen, I can’t do that,” he voiced out. “I can’t sell my company. Never will I do that.”Bastian moved his head backward and sighed, taking his hands beside him. “If you can't sell your company to her, I see no reason to be sorry if we can’t help you. It’s the president’s decision, who am I to go against it.”“But-” Cohen tried to talk, but Bastian cut him off.“You should leave now. You’ve no reason to stay longer.”Cohen stood on his feet with
“I can’t take this anymore!” Chairman Hewitt’s voice echoed in the conference room.He was the next major shareholder of Ivy organization after Patricia and had the right to protest.He stood on his feet, threatening, “it’s either the president show his face or step down. He must do either of the two.”The directors on his side stood up. He had planned it with them so they backed him up immediately.“He should show his face!”“Yes!”“If the president can’t reveal himself, he can step down!”“Yes!”“He should!”“He must step down!”“A coward can’t be our president!”“Never!”Bastian watched them pour out their minds and discharge a deep breath. He was fed up with emergency meetings which the shareholders had made a norm to call weekly.All they talked about was the president to show his face so he was tired of explaining and calming them.“Directors.” He called. He wanted to start a conversation even though he didn’t have the right thing to say yet.Chairman Hewitt gave him a deadly sta
Bastian rushed out of the conference and caught up with Patricia before she entered the elevator.“Sis!” His voice came from behind and she turned to look at him.She stopped and smiled. “Brother.”He arrived in front of her and she raised a question. “How’s it? Did I perform well?”He beamed and thumbed up. “Perfect,” he praised. “You will be a great actress.”They smiled for a moment.Bastian stopped smiling and stared at her with concern. “Patricia.” He called.She looked at his face. “Uhm,” she answered, and seeing his expression, she threw a question. “What’s wrong?”“Are you okay?” He inquired.She nodded. “Yes,” she confirmed. “Why do you ask?”He pointed his thumb at the back, crossing it over his shoulder. “What happened inside?” He said.She brightened her smile to make it more convincing. “I’m fine, Bastian. This is just the beginning and I am sure there are still more to come,”“I am prepared for this and I will tackle all my face,” she expressed. “I will face my fear witho
“Hun!” Anna’s eyeballs pumped out. She was surprised to see Patricia on the screen at first, but after watching everything, she was left in shock.She wondered what was going on and was envying her already.“Is anyone home?” Charlotte’s voice came from outside.“Uh!” Anna’s eyeballs widened larger and her eyebrows popped out bigger. She quickly shook her head and looked around, confused, looking for the TV remote. It was beside her on the sofa, but her mind was restless and she couldn’t see it on time.She was afraid Charlotte might regret supporting Patricia and Cohen’s divorce and her for it. Charlotte might hate her and she didn’t want that to happen!Her hand touched the remote and as she set her hand on its power button, Charlotte came in and her voice stopped her.“Patricia?” Charlotte called in an amazed tone.She took a step forward. Her withered face fixed at the screen and her mouth shaped in irritation as if she tasted something bitter. “She is just something else!”Anna
Since Cohen left the house in anger, he hasn’t returned home yet.Charlotte and Anna waited for hours till it was late and Charlotte went stood to go into her room. She also suggested Anna should go to bed, but she didn't.Anna’s mind has been in uproar. She was feeling restless and refused to sleep yet, keeping her eyes widely opened for Cohen’s arrival.It was past 11 am and Cohen walked in, putting on a tired face.Anna was sitting on the sofa and she watched him walk past her before she called his name.“Cohen.”He ignored her and kept dragging his feet towards the stairs.She stood on her feet and ran to his front, blocking him from going further. “Why-” she wanted to speak and he slightly pushed her aside.She fell on the sofa. “Ouch!” She moaned.“Stay away from me, woman.” He warned. His voice was weak and low and he exhaled deeply before he took his next step.She held the sofa arm and governed her body to stand back on her feet and she ran to his front again. “Cohen, what’s g
A car drove into Maximo investment and parked in front of the company.The car door opened and she first let down her left foot. She waited for a few seconds and finally got down from the car.She was the talk of the city now, and knowing all eyes would be on her, she paused for a moment before she took her steps one after the other to walk into the ground floor in a long stride.She stepped into the ground floor and all eyes set on her.“That's her!” A staff member pointed a finger at her. She quickly took out her hand and covered her mouth with hands.The staff members standing with the lady widened their eyes in shock and fixed their eyes on Patricia, expecting her to come closer and challenge the lady.Patricia turned her gaze to their side and beamed. She was sure they were gossiping before her arrival but she cared less about them.She chuckled and walked past them, maintaining her elegant stride.“Isn’t that the single mother of Ivy organization?”“Isn’t that the heiress with a
Patricia entered her office with Ailee and met Cohen already waiting for her. She“Patricia…” Cohen called, standing on her feet.Patricia furnished her face with a smile. “Mr. Cohen, I am the president and you are just my staff. I will appreciate it if you can let’s be formal, please,” she corrected. “Everything should be done accordingly with no familiarity, please.”Cohen looked downward, embarrassed. He wasn't happy with it, but he was in a position to adhere to her policy. “Okay, ma.” He comprehended.Patricia stared at him for a moment, expecting him to start a conversation, but he didn’t. Instead, he fixed his eyes on the floor and rubbed his palm together on his thighs.“Mr. Cohen, why are you here, please?” She raised a question. “I didn’t think I invite you over.”Cohen lifted his head to look at her. “Hun!” He sounded shocked.“Yes, I am asking what you are doing here?” She repeated her words, inquiring, “or maybe you are here just to look at my face and stare at the floor,
It was closing hours and since Bastian wasn’t around, Patricia set to go home alone.She walked out of the company and met Elsie.Elsie jumped to her front, clapping her hands. “You dirty woman!” She yelled.Patricia was startled and she took a step backwards. She lifted her gaze and seeing Elsie, she quickly composed herself. “Oh,” she let out with an excited smile on her face.“Look who we have here. It’s the muppet,” she said and took a step closer. “Why is the immature heiress here?”“How dare you!” Elsie yelled, grinding her teeth. “How dare you call me a muppet. I am not immature. I am mature!”Patricia nodded, comprehending, “the truth is always bitter, I didn’t expect you to accept easily,” she let out. She brightened her smile, inquiring, “why are you here, mature heiress? Did you come all the way down here just to greet me?”“Greet you?” Elsie repeated in disbelief. “Why will I waste my time to come and greet you? That’s not possible. Never.”“Okay, so why are you here?” Patr
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.