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
“How dare you!” Charlotte challenged, running to meet Patricia immediately as she got down from the car.She received an emergency call about Elsie’s arrest last and rushed to the police station to bail her out, but the police refused to release her, and they directed her to Patricia. She rushed down to Patricia immediately, but Patricia closed.“I’ve been waiting for you!” She shouted. She asked Cohen for Patricia’s address but he didn’t give it and implored her to stay at home and let him sort things out.Anna convinced her into visiting Patricia by herself and it had been over two hours since she had been waiting for Patricia.Patricia was startled, causing her to take a step backwards. “Hun!”“You shameless woman, how dare you lock my daughter up!”Patricia furrowed her eyes and raised her gaze to see Charlotte. “You?” She let out in a belittling manner.“Yes, it’s me,” Charlotte answered. “Are you surprised or afraid to see me?”“Why are you barking around, madam?” She asked in a
Cohen and Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock. “Hun!”“Cohen, you asked what I want, why are you surprised?” Patricia said.“That’s not possible, my son can never kneel for you! Why will he beg you?” Charlotte argued. She took a step towards Patricia, but the police officers held her back.“Respect yourself.” A police officer cautioned.Patricia released a deep breath using her mouth. “Madam, I am not forcing your son, it’s his choice to decide,” she pointed out. She turned her gaze to Cohen, asking, “stop wasting time, will you kneel to beg me or let your mother and sister learn their lessons in the police custody?”Cohen faced downward, unable to reach a decision. Kneeling for her wasn’t a problem, but they were in public and his mother was present.“Mr. Cohen, you’re wasting my time. Will you kneel to beg or I should do things the way I planned.” Patricia asked again.Cohen clenched his teeth, making his jaw and neck muscles tightened. “Why are you doing this?” He managed to push a wo
Bastian walked into the office, and met Patricia already working on her laptop. He stood in her front, and stared at her for a few moments. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, and she pressed the keyboard with anger, causing it to make noises.He was sure she could see him, so he stood for minutes and observed her, hoping she would say something and express her anger at him, but she didn’t.“Patricia…” he called in a low voice, but she didn't answer him. She didn't even raise her head to look at him. Instead, she increased her typing speed.“Are you angry at me?” He asked, but she still said nothing, and pressed the keyboard harder to make an annoying sound.“I am.” He wanted to keep talking but paused since she seemed not to want to speak to him. He walked to his desk, designed at the left side of the office, while hers was on the right side to make work easier.He sat and opened his laptop to work, but he couldn't take his eyes away from her because he wanted to either talk to her o
Bastian entered the office, holding a lunch basket. He walked straight to Patricia's desk and stood still for a minute, trying to create appropriate words in his head.Patricia was working on her laptop and she saw him standing, but she didn’t pause or even glance at him. Instead, she widened her eyes to stare vividly at her screen and pressed the keyboard with speed.He discharged a deep breath, tightening his lips. “This is for you.” He informed and placed the lunch basket. He waited for a few seconds, expecting her to lift her hand and check the meal, but she did not.“Enjoy your meal.” He said.He pointed at his seat. “I will go to my seat now.” He informed. He veered around to his seat and his phone rang, causing him to halt.He took out his phone and received the call.“Hello,” he greeted first and patiently waited for the caller to express herself.“Oh, okay. I will inform the president and fix a new day for the meeting,” he assured, appreciating, “thank you.”He ended the call
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.