Antonio's POVSelling my wife's legacy was better than having it shut down by the government. Logically, if Gerrovial Infrastructure were to go bankrupt, I would lose everything- my family, wealth, and freedom. I was going to jail anyway.I felt tempted to accept the offer. He promised a considerable price that would benefit both sides. I didn't want to believe his words at first, but Javier had signaled to me to listen to what he had to say.I was ready to listen to what he was about to offer, but my spoilt daughter had to disrupt the conversation at the most inconvenient time."Please, you can ask for anything in return, but not my mother's company," she stated, her eyes brimming with tears.I nudged her gently with a whisper. "Keep quiet, Lizzy. Let's hear what he has to say."She effortlessly ignored my warnings and approached Mr. Ortega from her seat."What are you doing?" I gasped in shock, staring at her in disbelief as she knelt before Mr. Ortega. Even Javier was stunned by her
ADRIAN'S POV"Sir, we should celebrate," Daniel suggested excitedly as soon as Antonio and the others left, his voice brimming with excitement."Hmph... Let's go back to the PR department." I stood up.We exited the conference room and headed for the PR department, where everyone stood, eagerly waiting for us to deliver the news."We've acquired Gerrovial Infrastructure," Daniel announced and half screamed, and immediately, the news was welcomed with rounds of applause and joyful cheers that reverberated through the room.It wasn't monumental, but it was worth celebrating."How about a celebratory party," one of the ladies suggested."Yes! Oh yes, please! It is an unwritten tradition here. We always do whenever the company achieves a new milestone," another lady squealed.Daniel giggled, his eyes holding mine, silently begging for approval. "I know you're eager to party and ease some stress, but we’ll need the boss’s go-ahead before we can indulge in preparations."Everyone's piercing
ANTONIO'S POVElizabeth and I jumped out of the car and ran straight into the hospital building. We didn't meet anyone at the reception, so we passed through the elevator and headed for the Intensive Care Unit, where Isabel was transferred."Where's Dr. Torres?" I asked, aggressively grabbing the hands of a nurse I had met on the way. She seemed to be heading somewhere.The nurse flinched with fear etched on her face, but I couldn't care less. The image of my wife was the only thing clouding my memory at that moment."Calm down, Mr. Goméz," the nurse said, trying to release her hands from my grasp."I want to see my wife," I yelled in frustration. I was called and told to come here urgently. Where's the doctor?""He's with your wife right now," She replied, shuddering.I released her hands and walked briskly to the ICU unit. We arrived in front of the room and saw a shocking scene through the glass protecting the room from outsiders.Dr. Torres and a team of medical staff surrounded I
Joyce's POVI was informed that the personal assistant of Mr. Goméz had arrived and was waiting for me in the meeting room."I'm leaving, sir," I announced to Adrian, who gave a slight nod with his eyes glued to his phone. The sudden news of the deceased's passing was shocking, but it was also expected.I picked up the necessary materials I'd need and stepped out of the office. The thought of Rafael popped up in my head. I felt the urge to check on him, but then I remembered I had a business to attend to.Adrian wanted the whole process of acquisition to end today.I pushed the door to the room and walked in to see a young man sitting on a chair. He was the same person I saw earlier today, but his appearance was disheveled."Hello, Mr. Javier. I'm sorry I'm late," I apologized politely, taking my seat.He was sitting before me so that I could see his swollen eyes."Are you okay, Mr. Javier?" I asked worriedly, but I didn't get a reply. His eyes seemed distant, his mind elsewhere.Relu
Adrian's POVI slowly opened my eyes to the harsh lights of my office, exhaustion clinging to me. My head was throbbing, and my body was stiff. I gently adjusted my seat, displeased that I had fallen asleep.It was then that I noticed the jacket draped over my body. My seat had also been made to lean backward. I had no memories of carrying out those actions before falling asleep, so I chose to ignore them.My gaze darted round the room, from Joyce's empty spot to the table clock in front of me.It was already 9 pm. There was definitely nobody left in the building.Groggy, I stood up from my chair and grabbed my jacket, ensuring I regained consciousness well enough.I passed through the elevator and got out of the building. James, my personal chauffeur, was already waiting patiently for me while leaning on the car."Good evening, boss," He greeted with a bow, his hands covered in gloves placed on his chest. "Are we heading to the penthouse?""Yes," I nodded in affirmation. He opened th
Joyce's POVThe morning was like every other: exhausted smiles, soggy cereals, and the frantic rush to get my little one ready for daycare on time.I made him use his face cap and rushed out of the house. It was already 8:30 a.m.; I couldn't afford to be late for the meeting. I boarded a cab, which took us right to Santoria Industries.The next step was to drop Rafael off at the daycare. Madame Pat greeted me stoically, and I smiled, trying to ease the awkward tension.""Good morning, Madame Pat," I greeted politely."Good morning to you, too," she replied flatly."I won't be late this time," I assured her.She ignored me and greeted Rafael with a smile. I watched him settle down before leaving for the office. I sighed in relief when I got there and noticed Adrian wasn't in by the time I arrived.The incident from last night flashed before me, and I tensed at the thought of him finding out that I was the one who had tried to make him a tad bit comfortable as he slept."I shook my head
Adrian's POVI drummed my fingers on the table, checking my wristwatch occasionally. Joyce had yet to return since she left to get my coffee.Had she found a new recipe, or was she caught up with something?I couldn't tell.At that moment, I decided to leave to look for her if she wasn't back in two minutes. It was 9:25 a.m. already, and we had yet to go for the meeting.The door was suddenly flung open, and Joyce appeared with a tray in her arms, looking agitated.I frowned. "What took you so long?""I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Daniel stopped me to invite me to the celebratory party on Friday. He said I had to come in your place," She replied, breathing heavily.She had been running."It's fine. You're granted permission to attend, but first, we must deal with this meeting," I stated, standing up hurriedly from my seat. I approached her, grabbed the coffee from the tray, and sipped. It was quite better than the last one I had."Get every material needed for the meeting. We're leaving now," I
Gabriel's POVNatalia really did it this time. She didn't stop at making me believe she would delete the video after making those calls; she had to go as far as putting me under surveillance for the next two weeks. I couldn't even bring myself to express my frustration to Ivan, who stood before me."Sir... Mr. Moreno?" His worried voice snapped me back to reality. "Boss, were you listening to what I've been saying?"I massaged my throbbing head. "What were you saying again?"He stared at me with a weird expression. "You asked if I had any updates for you today?""And?" I inquired with a feeling of apprehension."I said the deal we had with the Smith company is moving forward, and the marketing team has finalized the campaign for the new product launch.""Smith company?" I asked, trying to remember where I had heard the name from. The pressure on me had been too much lately."Boss, are you sure you're okay?" Ivan questioned."Just answer the damn question," I half yelled, irritated by