Lance bit his lip and slowly lowered his gaze, pocketing his phone once again."She's..."Lance then remembered how Rosalie had asked him not to disturb his grandfather with this matter and ended up shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders, deciding to keep the truth to himself."Nothing, I was just wondering, you know? Who you were friends with back then, right? You know, to pass the time." Lance told his grandfather and this time around he did manage to catch the look of suspicion that appeared in the older male's face, however, it disappeared just as fast as it appeared, giving the younger boy the impression that he was imagining things."Ah, I understand." Frank answered, finally breaking the silence. "But since you and Roxanne are now dating, wouldn't it be a great time to invite her grandparents over? Have them come to my welcoming party, what do you say?""Uh," Lance hesitated. "I'd have to speak with Roxanne concerning that."Frank nodded his head. "Make sure to do so. It'
Lance returned to the hospital the next day to hang out with his grandfather. Frank was more than happy as he saw his grand son walk through the doors of his hospital ward. Although it was a VIP room equiped with a luxurious bed, fully functional Air conditioning unit, large television set, a few couches and it's own bathroom, he elderly man still felt a little deprived.Attention, he assumed after seeing his grand son walk into his hospital ward had sent that feeling fleeing."Hey, Grandfather." Lance greeted while pulling Frank in for a hug. "How are you feeling?""Good. How is the company?" The old man asked. "How is the work load?"The work load is bearable," Lance replied with a grin as he separated and took his place beside his grandfather. "Don't worry, I've got the best assistant managing things back in my company." He added joking when in reality, he'd never say that to Kelvin's face."I'd rather starve for a day that do that." Lance muttered underneath his breath, catching F
Rosalie paled.She didn't know which one that her mind should process first the fact that Frank had invited her to his welcoming party after years of not even contacting her, or the fact that he was being discharged from a hospital in a few days.Without thinking things through, she voiced her most eminent concern. "Discharged? Why? What's wrong? Wasn't he fine?" She asked adjusting closer to the edge of her seat with each and every question."He's fine...now." Roxanne answered. "He had been unconscious for some time, but he's fine now." She added with a sigh. "But grandmother, please understand that it's okay if you don't want to go. I mean I can tell him that you can't make it since it's such a short notice.""What?" Rosalie asked, sounding offended at Roxanne's words. "Why would you tell him that?""Because I don't want you to force yourself to attend and do things that make you uncomfortable, you did say that you didn't want to cross paths with him again, right?""What, when did I
Roxanne embraced him in return, not really caring that her makeup was probably all smudged and her hair probably looked like a birds nest. She needed comfort, she needed to be reassured, she needed someone to tell her that she had done the right thing by putting up a tough front in front of Claude, that she didn't give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he was getting to her, because if she didn't, she knew she would have just broke down in tears.Roxanne sighed heavily, her heart rate returning to normal after a few minutes in Lance's arms as he stroked her head, waiting till she was either ready to move or explain why he had found her in the state he did. Roxanne appreciated his thoughtful gesture, now more than ever, she believed that Lance was a one of a kind boyfriend, and that she made the right decision by opening her heart up to him. One she was sure she wouldn't regret.After some time, successfully calming her heart down and stopping whatever flood was about to be prev
The next morning Roxanne had woken up feeling all sorts of energized.After getting out of bed and doing her morning routine, she went out of the room and into the living room where she found Lance having breakfast."Good morning." She said in a groggy tone as she sat beside him and then proceeded to stuff her face with the toast he had already prepared for her."Morning. Did you sleep well?" He asked, a slight smirk on his face as he watched her eat.She nodded her head. "Yes. You?" She asked him back, popping the last of the toast in her mouth before leaning against the chair and facing him.Lance nodded his head. "Yes." He said then leaned forward to kiss her cheek. "Did you enjoy last night's cuddle?" He asked with a sly smile and Roxanne blushed at his question.She had indeed enjoyed it, and even though she didn't want to admit it, she had cuddled closer to him while they were asleep. She simply didn't want to say that since she was a strong girl, but at least deep down, she had
"Penelope Cube, the daughter of the Cube family is the customer claiming to have already wanted those dresses.""Oh my freak fucking God." Roxanne cursed as she rolled her eyes and later on groaned in annoyance while Lance on the other hand sighed out loudly in frustration, both leaving Catherine confused."So you mean to tell me the person playing owner over the dresses I picked is Penelope Cube?" She asked once more out of confirmation sakes.Catherine hesitantly nodded her head. "I'm afraid so.""Oh fuck my life. That girl has been making it her mission to be the worst person ever. Why she had to come here to spoil our time together is beyond me." Roxanne ranted with a roll of her eyes. "I can't fucking believe this.""I know this might sound like a difficult task, Catherine, but I need you to get me those dresses. Not a single one of what we picked should go missing. Am I making myself clear?" Lance instructed with a serious look on his face and Catherine nodded her head immediate
Roxanne quickly looked over the document, reading the information and then quickly turning to look at Lance, her eyes wide and her heart racing with excitement. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!""What is it?" Lance asked as he walked over to her and looked over the documents in her hand, his brows creasing with equal confusion. "I wasn't aware that Grant Enterprise had a medical center." He commented."That's because it doesn't." Roxanne informed, flipping through the documents all the more to get headings and after a while, she scoffs. "This is ridiculous. What are we meant to do with fake documents."She tossed the paper back into the podium and ran her hand through her hair, pushing them back and out of her face. In the process of doing so, she had missed as Lance bent down and picked off the floor the piece of paper that had slithered out from in between the pages of the document as she had tossed it away."Perhaps it isn't fake," He began, looking over the small piece of pap
Rosalie was rather surprised when both Lance and Roxanne showed up at her house, so suddenly."Lance? Roxanne? Why are you both here? Isn't the party until tomorrow?" The elderly woman asked, looking confusingly between the young couple."Hi, grandmother." Roxanne greeted, followed by Lance who gave a curt and respectful nod in her direction. "Yes, the party isn't until tomorrow but that isn't why we're here, we need to talk." She said seriously."Oh," Rosalie uttered, surprised by her granddaughter's sudden serious demeanor. But she recovered from that quickly and smiled. "Well, how about we have a chat in the living room." She suggested politely, gesturing for both Roxanne and Lance to step in.They both did as told and sank down together in the same chair, waiting till Rosalie had served them glasses of water and sank down in her won chair before begining to discuss the reason why they had come here for."Grandmother, can we ask you a few questions?"Rosalie viewed her granddaughte