"What the hell? None of these projects are profitable? We have to get the money before the end of the year because the bank bill is due soon!" Hunter slammed all the documents on the table and scolded his managers who were looking at him with deadpan eyes. "That's what happened four months ago. Our lucrative projects have been halted ever since the scandal surrounding Arnold's death hit the air. The government created a re-auction system, and our company lost. The company currently handling the project is Light Corp.” “Shit! Why all this happened and I don't know? My father never said anything to me.” Hunter ruffled his hair in frustration. He was almost crazy with all the problems that came pouring at him. And lately everyone in his office seems to distrust his leadership. After his father died, he had no shield to protect him anymore. He begins to hear unpleasant rumblings from his employees about the case of his death being faked. Then they had doubts about the death of his par
Milla opened her eyes and yawned widely. She straightened her body, then stretched her hands in the air while moving her neck from side to side to relieve the aches in the nape. She saw the bed beside her was empty. But the pillow Ezra used last night still made a dent in his head. Last night Ezra actually accompanied her all night. They talked on the balcony while waiting for the cleaning service to clean up all the mess that had happened in the kitchen and room. Mila is honestly happy because Ezra still cares about her. Ezra also promised to find the terrorizer and punish him as severely as possible for spreading terror on her. Mila smiled gently imagining their conversation last night. If only Ezra had made such a good impression from the start. Then their kisses. Good grief! Mila's cheeks flushed remembering the kiss. She had never been kissed so tenderly before. Especially by Ezra. So far, Ezra always kissed her brutally, as if Ezra was angry when he kissed her. But last night
At eight o'clock Mila was dropped off by Ezra in front of her office. Today they started the morning smoothly. No fighting, no arguing. Ezra had promised to pick up Mila this afternoon at five. Besides that, Ezra didn't say anything about where he was going to track down the terrorizer. Mila also did not try to find out. She didn't want to ruin their beautiful day this morning. The first time they were together and without arguing. In fact everything is sweet stuff. “Ms. Milla?" “Oh, Mr. Peterson. Nice coincidence." Mr. Peterson walked with wide steps toward Mila who was standing in front of the elevator. "Good morning. It's a coincidence that you're here, Mr. Peterson. I want to talk about the deal with Light Corp.” "Are you sure you want to cancel it? It's a shame to throw away a company as good as Light Corp." “No, I thought otherwise this morning. We will continue our agreement. You're right, I should try to team up with them.” Mr. Peterson smiled with relief. The lines on
-00- Mila was checking a pile of financial reports when someone knocked on her office door quietly. "Come in." Mila's eyes did not move from the pile of documents. She was poring over every financial data, comparing the numbers from the first month to this month, then calculating any discrepancies. Everything seemed fine at first. But the more Mila reads and compares them, she knows that something odd is going on. The financial statements are manipulated. At least the company lost about five million dollars in a month which is not stated for what the money is for in this report. “Ms. Milla." “Mr. Peterson?" Mila raised her head, surprised that Mr. Peterson who came into her room. “Sit down. Why did you come to my room?" Mr. Peterson glanced at the documents scattered on Mila’s desk. The look in his eyes conveyed a deep regret. And as he sat himself up in the chair, he let out a heavy sigh. "You must have found irregularities in those financial reports." "Yes. And that's a ve
Surprisingly Mila got a package, a medium sized box wrapped in silver wrapping paper and a red ribbon. At first glance the package looks like a very sweet Christmas present. Mila got it this afternoon after she saw the production process at her factory. As she was returning from the factory, her secretary informed her that she had received a package and had placed it on the table. Mila doesn't know who sent the package because there was no sender's name on the box. When she tried to ask Stella, her secretary, she also had no idea who the pack came from. The package was sent by a courier because Stella saw the man wearing the uniform of an expeditionary service that was quite famous in her city. Mila weighed the box in her hands. She hasn't opened it yet. She decided to open it with Ezra in the apartment. Somehow she became paranoid since she got terror last night. Maybe it was a package from the terrorizer. But she didn't want to speculate too much now as that would only stress her o
"Where did you learn to cook?" "Didn't I say before that I'm learning to survive?" "But you are very rich. You have a maid who can serve you twenty-four hours non-stop.” Mila sat on a stool and propped her chin on the bar counter while watching Ezra who was cooking. When Ezra turned his back on her to wash the vegetables, Mila wanted so badly to rest her head on his stunning back. That seems like a lot of fun. Unfortunately Ezra turned around in a hurry because the pan started hissing. Ezra did better than she did. Even his knife wielding skill is superb. Mila wonders why Ezra can be whatever he is needed at the moment. Ezra can become a company leader, Ezra can become an assassin, and now Ezra can become a chef. Mila was very jealous of all the skills Ezra had. And when she expressed her jealousy, Ezra gave her an annoying answer. "I don't like relying on maids." Ezra sautéed garlic and then performed an attraction that amazed Mila. Flames licked the pan as Ezra poured oil over
This time the message was very specific. Ezra lifted the paper, then closed the box quickly because he couldn't stand the stench. He then looked for clear plastic in the kitchen to wrap the terror paper. They may need it later to discover the identity of the terrorizer. "You okay?" Ezra appeared in the bathroom doorway three minutes later. Mila crouched weakly in front of the toilet. She still looks nauseous and is about to vomit her stomach juices again. But she deliberately stuffed her mouth with her palm so she would not vomit again. “I've thrown it away. When you're done, I'll walk you to your room." "Who sent a dead cat like that?" asked Mila hoarsely. Ezra crouched beside her and shook his head. He was quite concerned to see Mila's condition which was very pathetic. Even Mila was pregnant, but that person terrorized her very viciously. “I will find him and finish him off. Don’t worry. You're safe with me." Milla's eyes glistened. She didn't miss the opportunity to lean on
A police chief who met him and greeted him when this afternoon he set foot into the central police station in Chicago. Hunter is not surprised that a few bills can make things run smoother. Yesterday after he got the cigarette butt from Viktor, he immediately called the Chicago police and made it known that he wanted his parents' death case investigated more thoroughly, and he was happy to pay whatever the investigation fee would cost him personally. A telephone answerer who was a low ranking policeman promised him he would tell his chief about it. Then this morning Hunter got a call from the Chicago police that the chief wanted to meet with him to talk about the findings Hunter mentioned on the phone yesterday. "Please, have a sit." “Thank you, Mr. Hedenburgh. Am I bothering you?" "No. Of course not. Every day the police get various kinds of cases and problems. At any time, we actually always have work to finish. And your coming here is related to the shooting that happened to you
Mila walked through the living room towards the front door with her eyes half closed. Her apartment bell rang loudly many times to wake her who fell asleep after breastfeeding Gerrald in her baby room. Luckily, Gerrald didn't wake up because of the sound of the apartment bell that the annoying guest kept pressing repeatedly. "Wait a moment." Mila shouted in annoyance between the sound of the bell that kept echoing around her. Mila quickly pressed the combination numbers on the lock panel and a soft beep sounded at the door. The annoying knocker immediately burst in while growling in annoyance. “Why did you have to change your apartment password? I've been standing outside for half an hour." "I overslept while nursing Gerrald." Ezra's eyes moved down to Mila's blouse button which was not fully buttoned. He looked up briefly to meet Mila's face, then his hands quickly reached for the buttons of the blouse to button. “What are you doing? I can do it myself.” "To shorten the time."
3 months later The people applauded enthusiastically after the red ribbon for the inauguration of the new office was cut by the main star. Camera flash immediately rained down on his body mercilessly until it felt like he would go blind any minute. But Ezra can't complain too much about the enthusiasm people have for the merger between his company and Mila's company which is now growing rapidly. The three months since the shooting incident at Mila's apartment have brought many changes to their lives. Especially now that they have a little man in the middle of their new life. Mila smiled a little at Ezra's figure who was serving the paparazzi who were busy surrounding him. Ezra practically looks like a lump of sugar swarmed by hungry ants. Mila's hands occasionally rocked her stroller when her little one, baby Gerrald, whined a little because of the noise around him. Gerrald was used to the silence in her penthouse. He was rarely exposed to the noise of the paparazzi who would hunt h
Ezra moved warily to protect Mila behind his back. He cursed many times for not incapacitating Jonas first before discussing things with Mila. "But what did you come into my apartment for?" Jonas smiled wryly. He pretended to pat his denim jacket as if it was dusty. Jonas has a bruise on his right jaw from Ezra's precise fist that landed there shortly after he snuck into Mila's apartment. "To get revenge on you." Jonas took a gun out from under his boots and pointed it at Mila and Ezra. “Drop your weapon or you will regret choosing to do that.” “Are you scared, Ezra? You're not the only one with a gun. Even I have it too. You have destroyed my plans. I thought you were already rotting in hell, but you tricked us all.” “Glad that you were stupid enough and duped. You have terrorized Mila and disturbed her life.” "Because of you. I had forgotten about my stupid desire to take revenge on you when you were reportedly drowned in the sea. But who would have thought that you would ri
"Ssshhh... Don't scream, Mila!" "Who are you?" Mila's body froze when an arm stretched forward and hugged her chest until her shoulders pressed against the man's chest. From his voice and body aroma the man was very similar to Ezra. But it is not possible. Ezra is dead. Even the police had given her an official statement that the rescue team had not been able to find Ezra's body that had fallen into the sea. "You can't possibly forget me. You know me so well, Mila.” "Ezra is dead. Don't try to be Ezra in front of me." Mila's voice trembled as she tried to bully the man. In fact, Mila almost fell to the floor if the man's strong arms didn't support her shoulders. "Look at me." Mila's body was rotated one hundred and eighty degrees until now Mila was facing a man whose face was very similar to Ezra's. Her face stiffened as she stared at the man's face. Mila wanted to push the man's chest away, but her body couldn't move because she was too shocked by what was happening before her
"Wait here. I won't be long." Meyer stopped his car in the middle of the forest and let Ezra get out of his car to walk along the path in the middle of a lonely forest. "Good luck. Make Felix pee his pants seeing your ghost.” Meyer laughed loudly before Ezra slammed his car door loudly. Ezra walked to his lonely hunting house in the middle of the forest. He had seen Mila come with Jonas crying hysterically in Felix's arms. Apparently Felix didn't wait until the next morning to tell Mila that he had fallen overboard and might have died. His palms itched to punch Jonas when he saw him put his arm around Mila's shoulders. But luckily Felix chased him away quickly and Mila didn't try to keep Jonas from staying in his house. Ezra decided to make a detour through the back of his cabin. He saw the kitchen light was still on and saw Felix's silhouette standing by the sink. Looks like Felix and Mila are talking about something serious. He then hid behind the firewood storage rack, waiting
The high and ferocious waves rocked his boat so many times that he couldn't even sit still in the boat. His face was wet and his lips were twitching coldly because of the splash of sea water that was almost below freezing. The buoys and layers of clothing that wrapped around his body couldn't block the super cold sea breeze that was blowing very hard around him. Only a madman would go out to sea in the midst of a raging storm like this one. And damn that crazy person is him. Meyer repeatedly looked up at the sky, hoping that a violent storm would not come soon because he was still bobbing in the middle of the sea. It would take him at least another twenty minutes at the earliest to get to the beach and quickly find a warm place to keep him from catching frostbite in the morning. At first Meyer thought his ship was being hit by waves again. He heard the sound of water hitting solid objects, and then the boat shook slightly. He had almost given up on surviving in the middle of the sea
"Thanks Felix. I don't know where else to go but here. My apartment is not a good choice when I have problems with Jonas.” Mila took a sip of her hot chocolate, letting the delicious chocolate liquid flow down her throat and calm her down. She was on the verge of deep frustration. “I told you that his intentions weren't pure.” Felix took a place in front of Mila while looking at her concerned. "I know it. But I don't think he will force me to accept his proposal. He's crazy. He even screamed in the restaurant and made us both a spectacle.” "Relax Milla. You can't be stressed. Remember what Doctor Rosaline said at the last check-up." Mila sighed and nodded. "I remember. My blood pressure is very low and I have to have a transfusion if it stays low.” “Good girl. Better forget about Jonas. You have to distance yourself from him." "I have done. But he often comes to my apartment, helping me organize my future baby's room. How could I possibly ignore his kindness.” "Now he won't c
"Thanks for inviting me to dinner, Jo." "You're welcome. Please sit down Mila.” Mila smiled faintly and pulled the chair in front of her. Jonas looked like he was about to pull out a chair for her, but Mila refused and said that pregnant women are not disabled. "How's the little one?" "Very good. Well it's been seven months, two more months before his birth. Really really fast.” Mila sighed softly. "I'm grateful. I'm glad to see you're fine. The last few months have been tough for you." "Very tough." Mia smiled weakly. It was a miracle that she survived two more months without Ezra by her side. She had shed tons of tears since the past two months. When finally the rescue team failed to find Ezra and the police officially stated that Ezra was lost due to drowning in the sea. Her legs literally went limp when she received the news. She almost fell to the ground if Felix didn't put his arm around her shoulders and support her limp body. Her heart… she didn't know if her heart had
Hunter was ushered out of his cage into the courtroom. After a week in jail, now Hunter looks so messy and ugly. His face was pale and shabby. The dark circles under his eyes were very dark. Hunter let his sideburns grow wildly on his face so that he looked like an old hermit who had just been taken out of a cave. Hunter's hands were handcuffed behind his back. Hunter took a deep breath in the scent of the courtroom and felt a tinge of relief that he could finally smell something other than the rotting smell of rotting prison food. Two policemen gently pushed Hunter's shoulders and pressed him to sit on the prison chair. Not many were present at his trial. Hunter didn't even expect anyone to come. But suddenly his eyeballs met Mila's eyeballs who were looking at him gloomily. Mila's face was somber and it looked like she had been wallowing in sadness for so long that there were no traces of joy on her face. Hunter's breath caught when he learned that Mila was present at the trial thi