When Robert came back, as he took off his office wear, all Aria could think about was how to tell him about her conversation with Elanne. Yes, she said she didn't care much about the investigation anymore she still wanted to share with him what she had found.Robert arched his brows at her after he cleared his throat. "Why does it feel like you're thinking about something? You wanna share?"Aria nodded. "Elanne came over today.""That's nice. You must be happy to have her company." Robert smirked and went ahead to sit. First took off his stockings then his shoes and went over to place them on the shoe rack. "So how was it?""Good, good. We talked about something." Aria told him, setting the tone for the conversation. "I want to tell you about it.""You know you can always talk to me about anything Princess. Haven't we established that?""Yeah," Aria nodded, silently hoping his interest wouldn't fade off when he figures out the subject."Go out, I'm waiting. I'm about to take a shower.
Elanne's last conversation with Aria continued to replay in her mind. She knew that even though Aria said she didn't care about it anymore, she was genuinely disturbed and she was still going to help her friend however the case maybe. She made up her mind to confront Queensley about it and hopefully she got something out of it. As she dressed for work that morning, that was all she could think about. Nothing that but that. The determination pumped more adrenaline into her system, making her feel she was unstoppable and she could achieve what she had put her mind into.That morning, as she stepped behind her receptionist desk, her eyes constantly darted towards the door waiting for Queensley to show up. And then finally, she saw walking through the door in a long plain black gown and her bag. A smile was not on her face as usual and for some reasons, Elanne thought that it's because Queensley knew she knew about it all."Morning,"Queensley greeted, avoiding her gaze.Elanne nodded. "Mo
She said she was sorry.The words rang in Elanne's ears as she thought about it. "So-so why did you do it?" Elanne asked her."Why did I do it?" Queensley repeated, staring downwards. "I needed the money and so I had to do it."This was deeper than Elanne thought, meaning someone paid Queensley to do it. Queensley pressed her two hands together and pleaded with her desperately. "Promise me you're not going to tell anyone whatever I tell you, please."Elanne didn't think those were the next words that would come out from her mouth. She stuttered. "I don't know what to say to you because you know of all people should know I'm doing all of this for Aria and there's no way I wouldn't tell her about this. If it weren't for Aria, the information would be useless to me.""But I'm your friend too, or am I not?" Queensley asked, her voice barely above a whisper."I'm not sure anymore, if you knew we were friends then you weren't supposed to do this to Aria since you know how much I care about
Robert received an unusual message from an unknown email address. Although he didn't know who sent him the mail, he felt instantly worried knowing that someone was feeling depressed and they told about telling him. Startled, he jumped from his bed and stared at his phone closely, rereading the text:"Dad's illness is getting worse so as my depression... I feel like dying, I need to talk to you pls." He squinted his eyes at the text again, trying to come up with possible options of people that could have sent the mail. If the person was Someone close to him, he was sure they could have reached out to him anywhere other than mail. His mail address was strictly for official purposes.He texted back. I'm sorry about that, may I know who's speaking please? Apologies, if you think I'm supposed to know but I don't.He waited for the person to respond as his heart raced. What if the person committed suicide before they could respond. He was bothered, why did the person reach out to him and n
It occurred to Robert that he was joking when he thought that would be the last conversation he would have with Becky. He had observed that anytime she wanted to find her way into his life, she was usually relentless unless he cleared off which is by blocking her. But the way he kept inserting how depression she was in every of their conversation made it difficult for him to end communication with her. He cautioned himself to observe strict boundaries while interacting with her because the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Aria. He would never be able to stand Aria being hurt, let alone be him being the cause of her pain.B: can we see please? I need to talk to someone in person plus I need someone to help me take Dad to the hospital.Robert contemplated going for a while. He just felt the compulsive need to be there for. They were ex-lovers but he still cared about. He grabbed bis carkeys as she stared at Aria who was sitting next to him on the couch. "I think I'll be heading ou
Robert scratched his neck as he headed out of the door into his car, he knew this was a bad idea. He had just chosen to ignore his instinct but he thought he was just trying to be of help to her, little did he know that she had other plans. Thankfully he didn't fall for whatever she tried to do. As he drove away, he told himself that he had no business with Becky anymore. She wasn't even his ex, he didn't know her from anywhere and that was how it was going to be from. There's nothing to justify what she did. She had plans of running his relationship with Aria, starting with her cryptic questions to her body language he chose to overlook at first. Gosh, he was just being silly by not leaving at the first sign. Thankfully he was so in love with Aria that she occupied every space of his heart so there wasn't any space for another. He had to tell her what happened. It was obvious that Becky was out to get him, if she reached out to Aria first, it's going to look very fishy and she would
Harry's phone rang, and from the mirror where he stood observing his locs to check if it was due for a treatment, he stretched to pick it up. It was Rina calling him. He thought about why she was calling him, when they were done with the business they had.Harry picked up the call anyways just so he could know why she was calling."Hi Rina." He said into the call."Hey Harry, hope you're good.""I am, hope you're as well.""Sure, sure. So i just wanna tell you that I left there today.""Where?""RL enterprises, I dropped my resignation letter." She exhaled. "It was peaceful.""Congrats on starting a new life then, I wish you all the best." Harry said, and he meant every word he spoke. From their last conversation, he knew she had vision for her life and she'd be able to kick off from there with the money him alone paid her."Thank you." She paused. "I know this is uncalled for right now because you didn't ask for my opinion but I'm just going to say this."Rina got Harry with that sta
Lauren had been receiving strange calls from Matteo these past few days and with every call, she seemed to be understanding more of how much of a sick person he was. She panicked, her chest tightened each time she thought about what she had gotten herself into. Lauren couldn't focus on anything, her anxiety had spiked up, worsening by the second. Even her husband had noticed and he was continually asking her what the problem was. But she seemed to be so skilled in convincing him that nothing was the problem and he was the one overthinking. The last time she did that, he smiled and assured her that he was free to listen to whatever the problem was whenever she was ready to talk.He is kind and loves me very much, she thought to herself. She felt sad that she had to be intertwined in a situation like this when she was married to someone as calm as he was. She knew he'd be disappointed and furious when he learns about everything happening. What if he decides not to marry her again? That