014Eliaz's POV This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be happening at all. I wasn't an avid believer of bad luck, I thought of it as complete bullshit. If you wanted something, all you had to do was work towards it, and it would all work out. But just because a certain human might have elapsed in his calculations or planning , which led to his failure or things not working out, he decided to term it bad luck, or worse still karma. That wasn't even the worst part. Not only did he make himself believe that, somehow, he was able to spread the concept to the rest of the world. I didn't believe in bad luck, so why were so many bad things happening to me all at once? First it was the contract, then Mr Dumont, and now this? I scrubbed my face with my hands, hoping that things would go back to normal again, and by normal, I meant, Mr Dumont would have considered me, even if it was only part time. But even after scrubbing for a total of ten minutes, nothing changed and in that mom
015 Alora's POV “Breaking news.” The newscaster’s voice reached my ears the moment I tuned into the news channel. Even though she tries to maintain a neutral face as she stared at the screen, I could easily tell the emotions that ran through her mind. She was both scared and excited. Scared to ruin the Deutchmond’s reputation even more and super excited for the hot piece of information she had in her grip.“The Deutchmond's have been under thick surveillance in the past couple of years and just while they were on the verge of fixing their barely existent reputation, everything fell through.” She allowed a couple of seconds to pass before she continued. “Just recently, news articles have began to come up, highlighting the fact Deutchmond Corporation has record a downward tank in their investments. Insiders tell us that about fifty percent worth of the company's stocks and shares have diminished, all thanks to their investors pulling out suddenly.”“Is that what I think it is?”
016Eliaz's POV I couldn't believe my ears, not my life either. I'd always watched movies and read books that described the moment in someone's life where their world came crashing down. I couldn't exactly say I'd experienced it before, except now. I just did, and it wasn't an experience I would recommend to someone else. I felt every bit of oxygen seep out of every pore in my body. I lost my balance tempo, but at the same time I didn't see myself tumbling to the ground. Even if it did happen, I would prefer I was standing next to one of the windows on the second floor. That way, my death would be certain the moment I hit rock bottom. No way. There was no way this could be possible. Alora's words echoed loudly in my head with each passing second. I tried my level best to push her words aside, but no matter how hard I pushed, they came back with more force. ‘Come on, Eliaz. Think. Did you ever meet them? Ever hop on a call with them? Ever try to figure out their real identi
017Eliaz's POV I meant what I said the other day, it wasn't just an empty promise I'd made in anger. I was going to make sure she paid for it, and in the hardest way possible too. I mused, pushing away the thought temporarily. Alora and I grew up together, or more accurately put, we shared a good number of years together before we eventually got married. I had chosen to get married to her for two obvious reasons, my revenge and no matter how hard to prove it wasn't true, she had a big heart, one that was easy to manipulate and break into a million pieces. How then, did that same heart come up with a plan that was just as evil and as it was brilliant? I would be lying to myself if I said I hadn't spent all night thinking about it. I knew time changed people, but five years wasn't a lot of time to do that much damage to her right?The alora I had spoken to on the phone was different from the one I knew five years ago. Hell, she was different from the regal lady thanking the ent
018Alora's POV I sniffed in the fresh morning air, and it just had to be one of the best decisions I'd actually made all morning. I was giddy, so giddy you could even see it in my steps. “Someone's happy this morning.” Fredrick had chipped in the moment he walked in on me dancing all alone in my room. “Care to share the reason why?” Yes, we were married, but we both stayed in different rooms, just how I wanted it. When we'd moved back to New York, Fredrick had proposed that we started sharing a bedroom, but I turned him down. Whether or not, I'd done it politely, I wasn't sure. All I knew was, at some point, we'd come to a conclusion that we had some kind of access to each other's rooms. While Fredrick was always in my room and I didn't mind, I wasn't sure I went into his space too often.“I have no idea.” I smiled in response. “Well, then.” Fredrick grinned, before waking further into the room. “This is where I come in.” My breath hitched in my throat as he walked towards
019Alora's POV I had definitely offended the universe at one point in my life, I was just beginning to see the consequences now. Shit. I should have known Eliaz's presence here would ruin things, but why was he here in the first place? He had bid for the contract and lost, so what the hell was he doing here? I gulped, hoping that my unease wasn't showing through my calm facade. The entire conference room could be likened to a graveyard, with everyone's eyes daring someone else in the crowd to speak. But no one did. No one could.“Mr Eliaz.” Donald cleared his throat. The atmosphere was still tense with anticipation, but it was better than radio silence. “That's quite an objection. Can we know why?”“Isn't it obvious?” Eliaz snarled. “The reasons are glaring at this point.”“Please list those reasons.” Donald's patience had to be studied at this point. “And why now? Why are you bringing up your displeasure at this gathering?”“The auction couldn't have been the best place to e
020Alora's POV Even after everyone in the conference room had cleared, I still remained, my body glued to the swivel chair I had been offered. When I had first gotten into it, nothing could hear how soft and lush it was, but now, it was the complete opposite. Invisible pins and needles pricked into my back at every interval, but I couldn't bring myself to move. Whether it had to do with shock or disbelief, I wasn't exactly sure, but I just knew Eliaz was the cause. Eliaz. I should have known he wouldn't take my surprise lightly. I didn't remember him being this vindictive, so when did that happen? No matter how hard I thought about it, I just couldn't wrap my head around it. It didn't make sense, it didn't make sense for him to pull this stunt on me. Was it Cynthia? Had she somehow convinced him to do this? Even though I asked myself a million and one question all at once, it did nothing to stop the fact that I knew the answers to the questions. It was Eliaz. It was all
021Eliaz's POV I'd never been more glad wiping off the smile off someone's face. I always heard it was satisfactory, but this, I could bet my life that an English word to describe what I felt hadn't been invented yet. Time seemed to slow to a halt as I watched the expressions change on Alora's face. First came shock, and then a steely determination that I didn't exactly like. “You do know this is a lost cause right?” She called out, her voice as cool as a cucumber. “You have nothing against me….”“Yet, I just submitted a file.” I responded with a smirk. “I implore you to not judge from it's size, it's more efficient than it looks.” The woman in front of me parted her lips to speak, but pressed her mouth shut again. I liked to think that I had rendered her speechless but she cornered me just at the last minute. “I hope you know you're only digging your own grave, right?” She asked quietly. “it would be a shame to see you lose twice in a row.” “I think you have enough things
086Alora's POV The door swung open, after what finally seemed like forever. In fact, it was forever because I had waited a long time, and by the time Ethan waltzed into the empty seat behind his desk that waa supposed to be his, it waa safe to say that he had wasted approximately two hours, if I wasn't mistaken. My eyes trailed the physique of his back as he took his sweet time getting to his chair. Like that wasn't enough, he even made a show of finally settling down. “Are you going to romanticize picking up the pens littered on your desk now?” The question had caught him off guard, but he was quick to gather the hens of his composure again. “Or are you finally going to realize that you're wasting both your time and mine?!”“Me?” He gasped slightly, but I didn't miss the skeleton of a smile making its way across his lips. “Is that what you really think? Well, I understand why you would think that though; you've been waiting for quite some time now. Unlike me, I've just clea
085Alora's POV Was I crazy? Well, we were about to find out. This wasn't going to be the first time I would think I was a little mental upstairs. I mean, if so many people had told me that, I liked to think it was true, even if it was only by a fraction. I used to get mad when I heard the word crazy being used to describe me. It ticked me off in most ways, but not anymore. Instead of always getting upset over it and all the time, I trained myself to see it as a compliment somehow and use it to better myself. If you thought about it, it was better to be referred to as the crazy lady, or crazy Laura rather than being pitied whenever your name came up. If they all thought I'd been crazy all this while, then they were about to get the biggest shock of their lives. For the second time, and more than I would actually like, I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel, anxiously waiting for the lights to turn green. It was almost the same scenario as this morning, the only diffe
084Alora's POV No. There was no way this was happening. I'd lost count of the number of times I'd said that since my move back to Los Angeles and while I could swear that the previous time I'd said that would be the last, my life has a funny way of rubbing it in my face. Over and over again. It was one thing to be hopeless, and another thing to have no sight of things turning around for you, but you still decide to hold on to that tiny piece of faith, that somehow, something good would come out of it. In case, you were doubting the latter was worse, because if life decided to pull out the rug from under your feet, then you were going to fall, hard. My ears buzzed, and even though Laura's voice echoed in my head, I refused to believe that what she'd said was true. “They're gone.” Her words swarm all around me. “The messages are gone.” While I was in prison and especially after my conversation with Laura, that was the only thing I could think about. Those messages. I knew
083Alora's POV One would think that at this point, and with everything I've been through, I would have gotten used to it by now. But no matter how much shit I've been through, I like to think that's the last. That doesn't necessarily work, and the phone call I received last night, was all the proof I needed in the world to finally understand that. I drummed my fingernails against the surface of my steering wheel. An unruly rhythm reached my ears, but I tuned them out the moment they got closer to my earlobe. On the outside, horns blared and honked at the traffic light that had been stuck at the red light for the past thirty minutes. At this point, I was beginning to think it might be a malfunction, because I had no idea what was causing the holdup. The zebra crossing in front of me was as empty as could be, so why wasn't the light changing? I sighed. If anything, it gave me some time to think. I'd sworn I wasn't going to do that too often, but life obviously had other plans
082Alora's POV I had no idea which was weird, the entire moments that led up to me fainting and waking up in the hospital, or Fredrick's weird energy. If I was being honest though, I would say it was Fredrick. I watched him from the windows in the living room as his car pulled out of the compound. I wasn't sure why, but his departure just didn't sit right with me. It sounded weird, and funny in a way. My mind went in a million directions, and so many thoughts crowded my head, but no matter how frazzled my brain was, my uncertainty didn't hint at the fact that he was probably cheating on me. It didn't. At all. For most women, that would be their first thought, but not for me. Fredrick wasn't that type of man, and he never would be. But at the same time, he had never been the kind to keep something from me. It was pretty obvious at this point. Usually, whenever he saw I was in a bad mood, he would do everything in his power to cheer me up. But throughout the drive home, he'
081Fredrick's POV The drive back home was silent. I hated it, but there was really nothing I could do about it. I wanted to speak, to try and ease out the tension that brewed in the car, but no matter how hard I tried or wanted to, I just couldn't bring myself to do anything. It just didn't feel right. I let out a sigh. I'd been doing that for the past couple of minutes now, but Alora didn't seem to complain. In fact, she hadn't reacted to anything I'd done and I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me. I snuck a glance at the woman in question. She had her head tilted towards the window, with her eyes trained on the scenery whizzing past. I knew Alora well enough to know that she wasn't staring at anything. She was looking at it, but she couldn't see anything. Even after Eliaz had left the ward, the tension that once brewed between the three of us didnt just go away. I'd stared at her for a couple of seconds, and it was obvious something was wrong . Very wrong. I was
080Alora's POV The devil really was after me, and I had all the proof I needed in the world. In fact, one of them was standing, no, sitting next to me right now. I couldn't believe my ears or eyes. The entire scenario replayed itself over and over again in my mind, but no matter how many times it did that, I just couldn't make any sense out of it. At all. “Not only do you want me to pull out from the real estate contract and everything that has to do with it, you want me to sign off a percentage of my company to you?” They were my own words, but somehow, I wanted to believe that I had a mistake. That Eliaz hadn't really just offered that bullshit as a way to help me. My eyes snapped back to the man in question. He had a sickly smile on his face and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face with a slap.At first, I was worried about his threat of not leaving till he got what he wanted, but now I was just plain mad at his audacity and stupidity combined. “Get out.
079Alora's POV I hated confrontations, but if anything, I hated the very person who was about to do it all the more. My heart skipped a beat, and as I stared at the man in front of me, I allowed my head to do the math. It was going to determine which was more dangerous; the man or his words. If you asked me though, I was going to say both. An unsettling silence settled between both of us. His words echoed in my ears, and it sent goosebumps down my spine but it did nothing to calm my curiosity. When had Eliaz gotten so bold? I snuck a glance at the man in question. He stood his ground, and in the past minute, I wasn't sure he'd moved a muscle. His face looked stoic and even though I wasn't a mind reader, I could already tell he had come here just for ulterior motives. But what kind, and what was he going to be on about?A sharp throb formed at the side of my head, and I winced. Eliaz hadn't even started speaking yet and I was already feeling this tensed up. What would happen
078Alora's POV I tossed and turned, but apparently, it did nothing to ease the torture I was in. Red hot pain seared at my sides, and I found myself whimpering. A dull ache spread through the back of my head, but it did nothing to numb the frequent banging at my left and right cranium. Even though I felt all of this, I didn't find anything more strange than the fact that even though I wasn't exactly sure if I was conscious or not, I still felt like I was on the verge of dying. Shit. What the hell was going on? My question, obviously, wasn't a priority to whoever was listening, because despite my laments and silent cries, nothing changed. If anything, the pain seemed to be growing by the minute. I pressed my eyes tighter, and that was when it dawned on me that I must have my eyes closed. I wanted to open it, badly too, but I couldn't help this strange sense of fear that enveloped me. What the hell was going on? I knew what I needed to do, but it didn't make it any less dr