"Hack!" The woman in front of Roxanne's eyes coughed up a large amount of blood into her hand.The blonde could only but watch with Large eyes, frozen to her spot and unsure of how all this had happened and what actions she needed to take.Around her was the sound of a younger child crying, calling out to the woman who was coughing up more blood, his mother. The child had tears brimming in the lid if his beautiful lavender eyes as he clung to his mother, worried."Amelie are you okay?"Roxanne was snapped out of her stand still haze when she heard the sound of her father's familiar yet forgotten voice and seconds later, he moved past her with a handkerchief. Soon after, the beautiful figure of her mother came into vision as she too tried to care for her sick And new acquaintance.Roxanne watched with a Blank mind for a few seconds before it all clicked. Ah, this was another dream of hers.She glanced down at her hands which were that of a child, confirming her assumptions. She glanced
Back at Cube industry headquarters, Claude sat behind his desk, workings. He had his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose as he looked through papers, signing off whatever needed his attention for approval and dismissing those he considered a complete waste of budget money.He worked for over an hour and a half, not once leaving the office until a knock at his door stopped him."Come in!" He shouted, not looking up from his desk.Seconds later, the door swung open to reveal a familiar figure. His one and only daughter, Penelope.Looking up from his desk and seeing her, Claude sighed. "Penelope, what is it you want?""Dad, we need to talk." Penelope stated as she sauntered half way across the room and plopped down into the chair in front of her father's working desk."Talking can wait, I'm busy." Adjusting his glasses, Claude tried to dismiss her.Penelope gave him a cold glare. "I said it was important." She repeated.Claude sighed before closing his laptop, resting his elbows on
Claude stood with his back facing the entrance of his office, hands tightly encased behind his back as he stared outside, watching as the water droplets ran down the window and replaying his and Henry's conversation with had ensued moments ago in his head."...I will not suffer because of your foolish stubbornness!" Henry had objected when the tension in the room rose because of them butting headings together at what he had said. "Can't you just stop and reason rather than charging on headlessly? Lance isn't someone to be toyed with, I'm very well aware of his capabilities and I tell you this, you will lose this fight if you chose to continue down this road." Henry warned, meaning his every word as he knew what his son could do if backed against a corner.Although Lance hadn't fully inherited the whole of Laurent Crop, he still held significant power, not just within their family, but also within the city and that included the people living within it. High figures, politicians and eve
A whole day and a half had gone by since it began raining. The water from above showed no sign of letting up anytime soon, pattering down in the windows and roofing below with ferocious force.Cuddled on the couch, Roxanne roamed the television in front of her for shows to watch, while Lance was seated in the dinning area, focused on his laptop as he had much work, unlike her, to complete.The time passed by quickly, the peaceful silence between them interrupted only by the rain pelting the window panes and the low hum of the television.She didn't notice the way Lance had glanced her way, taking in the peaceful sight of her slouched over with her head against her hand as she tried to find a show that suited her rather picky taste.He closed the laptop and got up from his chair, the legs scraping the ground beneath him as he made his way over to where she sat.Roxanne's head snapped up to him as she noticed his approach, her hands snapping shut around the remote as she watched him.He
Lance took hold of her by her waist and lifted her up into his arms she wrapping her arms and legs around his waist making sure not to fall, while Lance making sure to keep his eyes on her face the entire time as he did so. He turned the water on, letting it warm up before slowly taking off his shirt and tossing it to the side, while Roxanne, now in the process of undressing, began to fumble with his pants.Lance chuckled at this. "Want me to help?" He teased, receiving an eager nod in return.The female did not have to say anything as Lance took over and removed his pants, before throwing them into the corner of the room. He took Roxanne's shirt off and dropped it to the floor, doing the same with her pants and underwear as well.Roxanne reached forward and kissed him again as soon as he was done with the task. She could feel his erection against her stomach, the proof of his arousal causing a shiver to run down her spine and causing her to grip onto him more.She knew what was going
"Hello? Mr. Laurent, can you still hear me?" Kelvin asked from the other end of the line as Lance remained silent, eyes glued to the email and attachment he had received seconds ago."Mr. Laurent? Are you still in the line?" The assistant asked once more, this time around raising the volume of his voice and successfully snapping Lance out of whatever Trans he was in."I'm listening, go on." He clarified, gaze still pinned on the screen of his laptop."Like I was saying, traces of transaction between Mrs. Laurent and the doctor who had previously handled you mother during her time of sickness, had been discovered. I'm taking caution and digging deeper so as not to cause a misunderstanding.""Misunderstandings?""Yes. At the time the late Mrs. Laurent passed away, Grace was still your father's secretary, so there is every reason for her to have interacted with the doctor on his behalf during his busy days." Kelvin explained.Lance sighed, rubbing his temples with his free hand, trying h
Roxanne's brows rose to her forehead in disbelief. That was not what she expected to hear.Out of everything she had expected to be weighing on Lance's shoulders, this...this was unexpected."What?" She finally managed to utter after a few seconds of pin drop silence had gone by."During the time that your parents were involved in the accident, my father had gone to visit the judge and gave him a huge sum of money to close the case. It's possible that he did that to protect Cluade Cube. I'm not sure yet, but I'm still investigating it." Lance continued on, making sure that his gaze did not meet with that of Roxanne's confused and disbelief ones.Roxanne's lips parted as she tried to find the words to say, but nothing came out.It felt like a brick had suddenly been dropped on her and She wanted to believe that Lance was lying, but after what he had said to her, the way he had pleaded for her not to hate him and the way he was currently reacting, she knew that this was the truth and th
[Since you're pleased with my capabilities, shall we begin? What will my first task be?]Lance stared at the email, he hesitated to reply for a moment, but eventually typed back.[I would like you to do a few things, but it won't be a hard task for you.For starters, I want you to monitor what Grace Laurent is doing.Secondly, I would like you to try and dig up whatever dirt you can on her and her son.]Roxanne was staring at him, trying to understand why he wanted to monitor Christopher of all people. The guy was basically like a dead nonentity in their lives.But then again, you can never be too cautious when it comes to people of his kind.She kept silent, waiting for him to continue typing, and as if he knew what she was thinking, Lance continued.[I need to see results by the end of the week, and I mean detailed reports and data collected concerning Claude Cube and His Daughter Penelope Cube. Can I expect that of you?] Lance hit the send button and rested his back against his cha