Andre’s POVYou would be surprised at how much clothes contribute to moulding and shaping how people see a person. How much of a person's character it affects, which is why typically they have that saying, ‘dress the way you wish to be addressed’. Once you were dressed a certain way, it had an effect on the first thing people thought when they laid eyes on you. Although many people would disagree, the human mind was really just black and white and nothing in-between. They were lines that we had drawn unconsciously in our minds, and many things were to this effect. The lives that we have lived, the society that we have lived in, and the events that, over the years, have shaped our beliefs. A lot, but it was always the same thing. And my mother wasn’t different. By the time we arrived at Ranhold headquarters, I had Kathy change her dress into something more presentable. Something more acceptable was said by my mother. I wondered how the old bat had even found out I was back in town.
“Toast to more wealth.” Freda announced, raising her glass in the air. “Cheers.” “Cheers.” I and Kathy resounded, except I was a little less enthusiastic. I don’t think my mother noticed, though. She brought the glass to her lips, took a sip, and then set it on the table. “Now, let’s get down to business. Shall we?” Freda said, settling into her seat. We all did. “The Lukems have their stocks pivoting high on the ceilings, eh?” She smiles, and the lines around her eyes crinkle. She was getting old, and that age was beginning to show on her body. Her once porcelain skin now had a few wrinkles here and there; I spotted more veins every day, and I also noticed the dye, which she seemed to use more often than before. I nodded. “They seem to be getting better these days. They did change most of the board members recently.” “Yes. It’s been bought, and you know what’s interesting? It’s the fact that it was not bought by another company or cooperation. No, we weren’t willing to take that
Cameron gave me a light kiss on the lips. “You look beautiful in that dress.” He said. Sally had made me change into a dress ‘fit for galas’ immediately after the board meeting. A tight—it hugged me so tight that I could barely breathe—black dress decorated with metallic gold roses and a gold clutch. A dress did make a person. “Thank you.” We had just arrived at the venue for the gala, and Cameron and I were still seated in the back of the black limousine Lukem provided us. My head was resting on his firm chest, and all I thought about was the speech I was going to give. Lukem was not throwing this gala just to announce their new CEO; it was also to invite new and big investors to do business with us. Sally had, in some way, convinced them that making me the face of the new Lukem would guarantee us that. It was only a business strategy, but it made me nervous. I had never been in the limelight before. Maybe I would have had the chance if my father had stayed alive to keep his comp
Our car stopped at the entrance of Sol’s conference, and I could see that the event had already begun. Kathy sat quietly by my side, and for the third time today, she was wearing something different. I stepped out as the driver opened the door and walked around to help Kathy get out of the car. In the eyes of the public, we were still husband and wife and happily married following my divorce from my previous marriage. It was not going to be easy keeping up the façade, especially as my head and heart were somewhere else, but it was only for a few hours, and I’ll be done with her. She hooked her hand with mine and smiled for the camera. It was so easy for her to fall into these roles that it scared me. It made it hard to know when she was being her real self and not putting up an act to get what she wanted. The conference hall was filled with top businessmen and women, most of whom he recognized. Lukem had really outdone themselves this time; no one would leave here today, as I still
The anchor was on the stage announcing something, but my head was elsewhere. Why was Lana here and in the company of Cameron? Was this the kind of life she lived now? Hoping from the arms of one rich guy to the other? If it was so, then she was no different from Kathy. My heart was constricted; if it was so, then it was all my fault. Lana was not that kind of person; she was never like that. Could I have pushed her into this new lifestyle? I scoffed; she wanted nothing to do with me.But when had I ever let that stop me? I knew that it was not just the guilt that drove me to find her. It was this feeling inside of me that grew every day. I wanted Lana, and I was going to have her, no matter what. “But we all know that with more success comes more responsibility,” the anchor was saying. “And it is on this note that I would like to introduce to us the CEO and face of the new Lukem. Lana West.”“What?” I heard Kathy’s shocked voice beside me and smiled. I was also rooted to the spot wi
I was thankful for Cameron and his foresight. Pulling me out of that crowd before they swallowed me whole had saved me. I felt like I was drowning, thrown back in time to when my parents had just died. The way the reporters had swarm methrusting their microphones and cameras in my face, hounding me with questions upon questions, I had no time to think. I felt like it was going to explode, and then my flash would splutter into their mouths and maybe shut them up for a minute. That was how I felt again today. Helpless, drowning till Cameron came and pulled me out. “Are you okay?” He asked, gazing down at me with a worried expression. I smiled, more to assure myself than to dismiss the worry that was settling over him. “I’m fine, Cameron.” I replied. “You don’t have to worry. But thank you for…”I gestured with my head towards the reporters, who had moved on to their next victim. “You know?” He pulled my arm and hooked it with his. “It's why I’m here, always.” He began to lead us back
The limousine dropped Darby, Cameron, and me at my parents villa, and we said goodnight to Sally. I sighed in relief as soon as I saw the twins—fast asleep—in their cot and Ruby (Sally’s friend and our nanny for the day) draped across the couch, the baby monitor laying on her chest. “She looks tired.” Darby whispered and drew the blanket to cover her better. “I bet I’ll be able to sleep that deep once this sack of bodies hits the bed.” I went over and kissed my babies. “You deserve it; you had quite a long day.” Darby remarked. “I’ll bring the kids to their room and probably spend some time with them.” "Darby, you should rest. We all had a long day.” “It's okay,” she replied, shrugging off my concerns. “I don’t feel tired anyway." You did most of the work. Alright goodnight.” “Good night.” I greeted Cameron and retired to the room, which Cameron and I now shared. I smiled. We were already acting like married couples, and then my smile morphed into a frown. He’ll be leaving soon;
Andre’s POVI could hardly believe my eyes, but my heart and head told me I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. Lana was really the CEO of Lukem, and she was the person my mother sent me to. Of course, I had seen her before, but I assumed she was here with Cameron—I have no idea what business he has here, but well—and the speech that she gave should have brought my mind up to speed, but I guess believing that Lana was a CEO was that hard for us. But seeing her there, hooked to his arm and still oozing that confidence, which I thought made her kind of sexy, probably kicked my head to the present. How did she achieve all of this in less than two years? Kathy did mention that Cameron was Grant Myer’s son, and everyone knew Grant was a filthy billionaire. Of course, he could afford a company if he wanted one, and something like Lukem was flimsy to him. Could Cameron have done this? Perhaps not. I, too, have to admit that there is a limit to everything. But not if he was in love wi