They held hands and ambled to the altar that dwelled ahead of them. There was a smile on his face, the kind that proclaimed love without utilizing or letting out the words. Clad in her white gown, with the flower bunch in her hand, she moped at the man next to her and offered him the nicest of her smiles. They dropped anchor at the front of the church and when she looked around, hundreds of people posed up on rows of chairs, well arranged for guests who were meant to grace the occasion. Before them was a priest. He was all smiles, with his hands that were stretched out to the un-bonded couples. “We are ready," Alexander's voice hit the large space. “We are ready." She announced alongside him. The priest, ever willing to do what should be done, handed over the booklet to the man next to him and encountered the couple fully. "Do you—” he commenced, his gaze fixed on Alexander who was still all smiles. "—Alexander Stone, take Emily Hartley as wife?”And with this, she modelled u
Today's session was more promising than the foremost one with him, Emily latched the door of her office and let out a first-rated sigh. She wandered to her desk and took a seat on the chair, grinning. The way he had looked at her, it was noticeable in his stares that he wished for them to do something.Something way too dissimilar from just the kisses they disseminated the last time. What is wrong with her? She wondered, keeping up her fist in a loop. She thought she was done with the CEO of Stone Enterprise, how come all of this began to come to pass again? Back in the creation room, she was inaugurated on a chair for a prolonged time and now was the right time to take a hike in her space, with the many reflections that went on in her head. Emily began to pace the office after guaranteeing the door was locked. Was the imagination she had days ago going to happen in reality, or was she beginning to ponder about Alexander too much? She caught up with the window side and tugged t
She sat back in her office, her back kicked against her chair. It was a new sunrise and week according to the calendar, and another day to maneuver schemes against Emily and her new boss, possibly. Victoria sauntered out of her office soon enough, her legs orchestrating her to a junior staff office. When she opened the door and stepped in without knocking, the women who were inaugurated on chairs and confronting their systems, raised aloft their heads to toss their gazes at her. “Mrs. Blackwell,” it was Katherine who called, a smile on her countenance. “Good morning, ma'am.”“Good morning,” the other lady who happened to be Olivia, welcomed, compelling a smile to emerge on her face. “Good morning, ladies,” Mrs. Blackwell greeted back. “I would love to embezzle you both. I need your bits of assistance.”“What could it be?” Katherine glimpsed up from her desk again and raised a question. “I am free at the moment.”The older woman nodded. “Fair enough,” she let out and caught up w
For the rest of the day, Olivia avoided Victoria who made an effort to commence a conversation when she called upon the office. “Is everything okay, Miss Olivia?” Victoria had raised a question before walking out. While Katherine, on the other hand, watched over and kept questions to herself. “How do you mean, Mrs. Blackwell?” Emily inquired of the woman who said nothing but smiles. “I am very well. I am only concentrating on a file that has forbidden to be treated for the past hour.”“Then you should ask Katherine who is better than you to help you out,” Victoria said and strolled to the door. “You are not useful enough if you asked me.” She said and latched the door after walking out of the space. “What's going on?” Confused Katherine raised a question when she was particular it was the two of them in the office. “Tell me all of it.”“Tell you what?” Olivia let out a sigh. “Tell you what, Katherine?”Katherine moped at the lady, then at the door and back at the lady. “What is goi
Maybe a bribe!“Yes!” Victoria cried out as she walked into her living room. Why did notions come to her whenever she strolled into her apartment after a long day at work? She dropped her handbag on the couch. “Oh,” she let out a sigh and plunked to one of the couches. “This has to be the fairest I would ever come up with.” She acknowledged and relaxed her head on the couch protector.For a while, she remained like that with the numerous thoughts that went on in her head. It was beginning to become easy, she visualized and gave a nod. Although, Olivia was yet to say a word to her since the last time they held a discussion, despite all her endeavours to make the young woman say a word to her. How can somebody be this stubborn? She could not help but raise a question. Now, she got on her feet and took the yield of the bag. The meeting at Stone Enterprise was tomorrow. She pushed the door of her room open and shut it the next moment when she walked in. The next day at NovesTech C
“What do you mean?” “Sit down, Olivia!” The aged woman who was more than frustrated, cried out. “Take a seat and give attention to what I have to say.”“Mrs. Blackwell,” Olivia called. “I am sorry but if it is not work-related, I am not interested.”“Did you forget I can withdraw this job from you?” Victoria taunted. “Wallow in your foolishness and see what I can do.”Olivia, seeing the matter would escalate if she did not put up with a seat—sat down on one of the vacant chairs with a grimace that did not disguise her countenance. “That's better.” Mrs. Blackwell said with a nod. “What do you want?” Olivia questioned, modelling up on the chair. “I would love for you to be straightforward and brief as I have a lot to do in the office.” “You heard what I said the first time, didn't you?” Victoria questioned. “Why do I need to repeat myself?”“I need to be certain you did not renounce your senses, Mrs. Blackwell,” she replied. “No offence, but I wonder what is going on with you.”“You
It was today. Emily sat up on the bed, offering her first yawn of the day. It was not so difficult to recall what would go on in the Enterprise a few hours before the end of the day. According to the calendar and the blaring of the alarm in her room, the creation process of the AI would begin the very moment she stepped into the office. She was still seated on the bed with the many thoughts that went on in her head. What next? She wondered, falling on the bed and shutting her eyes. Without hesitation and wasting time, she recollected what the day would hold and jumped off the bed before heading to the bathroom. How will the uncreated creation end up coming out? Good or bad? She wondered as she took the yield of the toothbrush from where it was, added some paste to it and began to brush her mouth. Something was going on with Olivia, her thoughts hovered when she finished brushing and she flushed the item she used for her mouth. “Yes.” She declined to doubt the thoughts in her
It was a moment to vacate the apartment for the Corporation, but her legs would not allow her to stand from the couch where she was inducted. She mumbled some words to herself and shook her head. If care was not put up with, she would accept Mrs. Blackwell's proposal without indecisiveness, just like she did in her dream a few nights ago. “An apartment of my own,” Olivia mumbled. “For crying out loud, she is offering me an apartment.” She said again and shook her head. All her years of existence, she acknowledged there was nothing earthly that would move her in a way she didn't want. Now what? She eventually came to acknowledge how mistaken she was to make such a hypothesis. How can an apartment of her own not move her in this way? Olivia thought and changed direction on the couch, then picked up the cup of coffee from the tray where it rested. Emily would do the same, after all. “No,” she said, uncertain. Emily had more control over material things than herself who was tumbli
Olivia walked out of the kitchen with two trays and positioned them on the table. Where was Emily?Past eight in the night and she was yet to return from the Enterprise. Such a thing rarely happened and when it did, there was a problem.She grabbed the glasses on the table and headed to the kitchen. By the time she returned, the door made a sound. “Emily?” Olivia positioned the new set of glasses on the table and walked to the door. She unlocked it from inside and when it opened, there was Emily at the entrance of the apartment. “Well, what happened to you?” There was worry in her tone. She supervised the older woman walking into the house, while she latched the door and veered around. “Emily, did something happen at work?”“Good evening, Liv,” Emily, who was exhausted, plopped down on one of the couches. “I was assisting Mark with his task. He had a lot to do at work today.”“Ohh,” Olivia sauntered past her and caught up with the dining table. “I organized something for us to eat
“Emily Hartley!” Mark stepped into her office without knocking. He had a smile plastered on his countenance and something she could not plainly catch a glimpse of was in his hands. “Mark!” She dubbed, recuperating from the shock she encountered when he bumped into her expanse, screaming her name. “What's up?”Pointing out the look on her face, he halted halfway. “I frightened you, forgive me.” He started to walk again, then put up with a seat opposite her. “I was asked to pass information to you, that's why I am here.”“Is everything OK?” She sat up and asked, and then her eyes flitted to the item in his hand. “What do you have there, Mark?”The man cracked up and positioned the card on the table before passing it to the other side so her hand could touch. “Mr. Stone asked me to give this to you.”What is it? She wanted to ask. But on second thought, she took the yield of the card, unfurled it and wheezed the next moment. “Yeah—” Mark was loving the reaction on her countenance. “Yo
The door of his office pushed open and with this, he caught sight of her at the entrance. “Katherine!” A smile came live on his face as he modelled up on his seat. He made a gesture with one of his hands, pointing to one of the vacant chairs opposite him. “Come on. Take a seat.”With a smile on her face, and bobbing of her head—Katherine made it to one of the seats. “I am sorry I took so long, Mr. Steele,” she lowered the file she came with, on the desk. “She came a bit late.”“Were you able to make her speak?” The worried man asked. “Did she tell you anything at all?”“No,” Katherine shook her head. “She didn't say anything to me at all. I feel I am not good at a task like this. It feels as though she is hiding something and doesn't want to talk to me about it.”"Damn it!" Jonathan slammed one of his hands on the table. “Why do I get this feeling that the woman is up to something?” The worried man asked. “Not on a mission of her own, but with someone and that person is none other
Whatever the woman had come up with this time, had better make some sense. Olivia boarded a cab and headed to the location as asked in the text message she received last night. It was better than ending her moment in the office to be there, she thought while the man on the sterling did his job. When would all of these be over? Her thoughts drifted and she sat up on the seat, clutching her handbag tight to herself. This was not the right time to bother herself with these questions. All she knows she needs in the meantime is to know why Victoria had called for another meeting. Well, she was going to know in the end. So why bother? She lifted her head to look outside the cab and rays of sunlight came off at her, reminding her of how the day had just started. Soon, the cab halted at the front of the gate. “I have arrived, ma'am.” the man who handled the journey process called the attention of Olivia who looked like she was lost in a world of her thoughts. “Thank you.” She greeted
Shit!Why did she forget to tell Olivia of the little idea that popped up in her head before leaving the office? The woman hopped in her car and heaved a sigh. It was not so hard to return to the office, take a seat and discuss with her about her plans. But on second thought, she thought back to Mr. Steele and how he was everywhere, seeking answers to the questions he asked Olivia the other day. The man was clever and wouldn't think twice before knowing that the woman lied about her answer. This way, he would pursue other ways to know and even go as far as bringing some of the other staff into the picture. It was a long day at the office, there was a need to be at home. But after many thoughts and unanswered questions, Victoria started the car engine and began her journey out of the large compound. The man who seemed like he lived at the gate, forever, opened up for her to drive out and she did, she heaved a deep sigh. There was a need to meet with Olivia as soon as possible and
“Have you told him yet?” Olivia strolled into the medium-sized living room. “Has he talked about it, rather?”“Uh, no,” Emily shook her head. “I texted him that night, but got no reply.”“Oh, I see,” Olivia bobbed her head. “Why is he yet to talk about it?”“I wouldn't know,” the woman answered back. “There is time for everything. Now may not be the right time to go on dates.”“You are right,” Olivia nodded as she squeezed a spoonful of the nourishment in her mouth. “He'd come around, don't think about it.”“Who says I am troubled by that?” Emily sneered. “Mr. Stone has a preference for me. I like him, too. I am not bothered about anything. Nothing at all.”Olivia altered her position on the chair and began. “Would you date him if he asked you to?”A smile appeared on Emily's countenance and she switched her position on the couch, confronting Olivia. Her face contorted red and she glanced away, then back at Olivia. “Why do you ask, Liv?”“Why not?” Olivia questioned back. “You are my
The ride back to the Corporation was a peaceful one, and Victoria wasn't inclined to chip in a word. At the same time, there was Olivia who wasn't ready to speak with the older woman. A lot went on in her mind, and it was at the same time difficult to figure out. After a while of driving, they dropped anchor at the gate and the man who offered his service as a gateman did a good job by opening up to them. Ready to hop down, she asked. “What do I tell them if asked a question?”“What do you mean, Olivia?” An aggravated Victoria raised a question. “I thought I told you before now that it is not my business whatever you tell them. I pay you for all of these things.”“Right,” Victoria grimaced, hoping down from the car. “I'll see you later.” She said as she picked up her handbag from the chair where it posed. “See you later, Olivia,” Victoria heaved a sigh. She had yet to hop down from the car and Olivia seemed to care less. Of all things to care about, not Victoria and her strategie
“We are meeting with Tricia today,” Victoria announced that morning. “I expect you to be in my office by 12.”“Today?” The shocked lady asked. “Why?”Victoria, vexed by the remark, veered around. She glanced around her, shaking her head. “What do you mean by that, young lady?”“I—I am sorry, Mrs. Blackwell, but that is not what I meant to ask.”“What did you mean to ask?” The older woman asked while she modified the bag that hung on her shoulders, prepared to blast. “Does the nature of your job not have to do with meeting up, even when least expected?”“It does,” Olivia bobbed her head, prepared to walk away. “I will be at your office by 12, Victoria.”“Yikes!” She let out as she pushed the door of her office. It was beginning to be more difficult than she reckoned it to be. Her legs led her to her desk and she put up with the chair next to the table. Now she desired to be Emily for the whole week. For goodness sake, the woman would consume the whole of a week at home. Perhaps, it w
“You sent for me, Mrs. Blackwell,” she tossed the file on the table, causing the older woman to look up and meet with her gaze. "This is the file you asked for."There was neither a smile nor grimace on Victoria's countenance, and one of her hands dug into her hair like she was in thought before the other woman came in. “Take a seat.” She finally spoke, after a while of not letting out a word. Without hesitation, Olivia snatched the chair next to her and modelled in it. “Do you need something?”“No,” Victoria shuddered her head. “Not really. I only have an assignment for you.”Her heart leaped. What was it about this time? Well, a part of her told her she could accomplish it no matter what it would be. Did she not get Mr. Stone's contact after the slight complication she seemed to have faced? “What is it about, Mrs. Blackwell?”“I have more files for you to deal with,” Mrs. Blackwell astonished the younger woman by disappointing her. “Although you and Katherine would have to sh