If Lucas wasn't mad before, then he was really beyond himself this time. “What's with that look?” Grandpa Winston narrowed his eyes. “Are you not going to take her back?” “Grandpa, I will,” Lucas grumbled and left. Grandpa Winston sighed and urged Heidi on, “Hurry up. It is getting very late.” Heidi hurried after the man and caught up with him at the parking lot. Lucas scoffed, turning around, not seeing the fist flying in his direction coming. But he dodged it on time, and Heidi punched the empty air. “Are you crazy?” Lucas frowned. Heidi grabbed his collar, letting out her long-suppressed anger. “You're the crazy maniac! Lucas Harrison, don't think I'm going to forgive you for pushing me inside the pool.” Taken aback by her sudden attack, Lucas blinked then his features hardened. “Do you think I'm as petty as you? I could punish you for pushing Tracy inside the pool.” “Ha! You dared!” “Heidi.” He grabbed her arm, blocking her attacks. “I will only warn you for the la
At Carlson's Manor, meanwhile. A text notification popped on Tracy's phone. Looking inside it, the glass of juice in her hand fell to the ground and shattered. “Did you see the photo?” Stella called her immediately. “What is your job, Tracy? Why are you neglecting your duties?” “It's not like that, Stella, I- I mean…” Tracy was greatly dumbfounded by that picture, she didn't know which words to say. Her vision clouded with anger, and after Stella's last words, she gripped the phone until the screen cracked. Staring at the photo again, her eyes turned crimson with jealousy. “You do like to fool around don't you, Heidi?” Tracy's eyes glinted, her lips curling into a sinister smile. “Since you love trouble that much, why don't I give you what you want?” She pressed into the almost-unrecognizable phone, stopping at a particular contact. “It has been long, Todd. Erm, don't you have a fetish for married women?” “You told me you're single. Did you get married?” From the other end
After Isla told her what the problem was, Heidi's lips twitched. “When did they sell the cars?” “Just a few weeks ago. I've heard some employees gossiping about it the moment it went missing.” Literally, StriveStyle Co. no longer had a transit car all thanks to Aiden and Lilian. “We can go in a taxi,” Heidi suggested, putting some documents inside her bag and standing up. Isla hesitated, she didn't voice out her concerns though. She was just surprised that someone like Ms. Olsen would take a commercial ride. The appointments were booked at different restaurants at different time frames. The first restaurant they arrived at wasn't very far from StriveStyle Co. Their first appointment was with a newbie model. Apart from having good temperaments, her skin was flawless and she carried herself with elegance. “Thank you for this offer, Ms. Olsen.” Her lips pulled into a subtle smile. “I'm willing to take the job, however, considering the bad reputation of your brand, it can h
… That Evening… Heidi sat in front of her computer, going through a list of models on the web. While engrossed in her work, she was oblivious that someone was inside the room with her. “Why are you overworking yourself when you're sick, Heidi? Who even allowed you to stay at home instead of keeping you at the hospital?” Heidi looked at her father, her lips pursing in an offended manner. “You knew I fell into the pool. Were you so busy with playing golf that you couldn't call and check on me?” It had been a few days since he left home. Heidi didn't even know he traveled until his absence became alarmingly prominent. “Were you so busy with being a servant housewife that you forgot you have parents for three years?” Her father had his own comeback, narrowing his eyes at her and also pursing his lips. Heidi sighed exasperatedly. “Dad, didn't you all disown me?” “If we've disowned you, we wouldn't have allowed you into the mansion.” “Grandpa would defend me.” “Silly Girl,
… At StriveStyle Co. Isla couldn't contain her excitement as she walked up to Heidi who had just arrived at the office. “Ms. Olsen, that was fast. What you sent to me on the phone… Is it true?” “Kate Anderson.” Heidi opened up her computer, showing Isla the model's bio. “She has all the qualities we need. To top it all, she is an international supermodel.” “What!?” Isla's jaws dropped, quickly shaking her head in disbelief. “Ms. Olsen, this…” How could they be able to snag an international supermodel when they couldn't even get newbies? Wasn't it like dreaming of the stars when you can't even afford stones? Heidi could sense what she was thinking. “Isla, we must try. You know the advantages of getting such a model to work with us.” “It will be like a dream come true for StriveStyle Co. But Ms. Olsen…” “Let's give it a shot. It's better than not trying. Isla, remember that when approaching a client, make the offer look so tempting to them that they can't resist. Never por
“You’re a corrupt official at StriveStyle Co. I'd rather face defeat than collaborate with someone like you.” “Heidi, you- you're making a mistake.” “Aiden, I'm quite busy now. If you have nothing tangible to say, I'm hanging up.” Heidi cut the call before his reply came. She picked up the report in front of her to go through it, then her phone rang. Thinking it was Aiden again, Heidi decided to ignore it. But her phone rang constantly, forcing her to look at the screen. Heidi stared at the strange number, frowning. She answered it, then came a deep husky voice. “Where do you want us to meet, Sweetheart? I've got an idea. Let's hook up tonight at Rosehills Hotel.” “Huh?” Heidi's frown deepened. Then she cut the call. Her phone rang again with that strange number, but she didn't answer it. Thinking that person must have mistaken her phone number with someone else's, Heidi carried on the whole day, ignoring his calls. But the phone calls were serving as a huge distraction.
Tracy read the message on her phone, wondering what Stella was up to. Then a thought came to her mind- Ha! She didn't waste time to phone Todd. The man sounded anxious when he answered the phone. “What's up? I'm already at Rosehills Hotel, is she coming or what?” “Hehe, Todd…” Tracy spent a long time speaking with the man and getting him to vent out all his frustration. The moment they were done speaking, she saved the recording and sent it to Stella. In the middle of the night, Lucas's phone beeped. He picked it up and sat on the bed, staring at the private number. [Mr. Harrison, this is for your good. You have to listen to it.] A text message accompanied the voice note. Lucas frowned before tapping on the play button. Instantly, the dimly lit bedroom was filled with all sorts of repulsive noises. In the deafening silence, those voices echoed. “Ah, Todd! You're the best!” “Yes, Please! Faster.” “Hehe, you seem to be enjoying this more than I, Heidi-” “Why not?
A look of realization shone on Lucas's face. He rarely stayed home and always left early then returned very late. So those foods he'd been eating all these years were made by that silly woman. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as he spaced out for a few seconds. Retaining his blank expression, he pushed his chair back, stood up and left, finding the maid's food as if it was something alien. At The Company. Amanda hurried up to him, her voice filled with disbelief and excitement. “Mr. Harrison, this is strange. The tech team found nothing wrong with my computer's privacy. It means no one has tampered with the reports from my end. How strange, you got different kinds of reports-” “Make me a cup of coffee.” It was as if Lucas wasn't listening. His eyes were cascaded with an impending rage, his stern expression making the employees walking past scurrying out of the way. “Y-Yes. Right away.” Amanda gulped and scampered off. Lucas glanced at his wristwatch, his eyes nar