At the close of work, Evelyn walks out to the parking lot in a light mood. Aside from the fiasco with Louisa, she had quite a pleasant day.Reaching her car, she opens her purse and reaches for the keys, humming a familiar tune. She remembers the way Louisa is overburdening herself in order to escape her own personal troubles and she stops humming immediately, feeling worried about her friend.“Life can be really exhausting,” She soliloquies, “but at least, the traffic is light this evening.” she concludes, smiling at her own little joke as she hits the road, on her way home.“Oh Louisa dear, what am I supposed to do with you?” She continues soliloquising as she cruise along the highway.Suddenly, an heavy jolt shook her vehicle, startling her. Her head swirls around to see a sleek, white, sports car, it's bumper dented, just an inch away from her rearview mirror.A young athletic man with his face laced with worry peers out from behind the wheel. His gaze meets Evelyn's and he raise
Louisa freezes by the door, momentarily paralyzed by what she is seeing right in front of her.Her eyes widen as she tries to process the situation. Swallowing hard, she collects herself and forces a thin smile after a few seconds.“Honey, how are you?” She starts moving to her son, hugging him nervously. “Fine mommy. But I was bored, Uncle has been busy.” Liam replies, hugging his mom but contouring his face in a manner that shows his displeasure with being by himself.“Am sorry about that honey. But I can see you have company now, isn't it?” Louisa teases Liam while looking in the direction of Kingsley and Hardy in a bid to acknowledge them.“Hello Mr Wills, what a surprise to see you here.” Louisa salutes Kingsley, who looks like someone who has been a heavy punch in the gut.It takes quite a bit of nudging by Hardy to make Kingsley close his slightly opened mouth and bring himself back to the sent.“Eh, ehm, yeah. It's a surprise to see you too,” Kingsley returns, still trying to
“CEO Alan is here sir. It's time for your meeting with him.” Hardy informs Kingsley. He is seated in his office sofa, in a reclining position trying to rest his aching head after the rigorous brainstorming he had put it through.“Let him in,” Kingsley replies, getting up and walking to sit in his executive chair behind the office table.“Mr Wills, how do you do? It's been a while.” CEO Alan greets, extending his hand for a handshake immediately he is ushered into the office by Hardy.“I am well, Mr. Alan; welcome,” Kingsley replies courteously, taking CEO Alan's hand.“This is my secretary, Cordelia.” Alan introduces Cordelia, who had been standing beside him and smiling politely all along.“You're both welcome, please sit.” “Thank you.” Alan and Cordelia chorus, taking the double seat in front of Kingsley's table.“Thank you for honoring my invitation the other night, and I am sorry the evening didn't go as planned,” Alan states slightly raising an eyebrow and starting the conversat
Evelyn slouches on her living room sofa, a bowl of popcorn and a glass of orange juice by her side while she sees her favorite weekend TV series.After a challenging week of running around with other team members, making sure the Mist project is on track, and then getting involved in a minor accident, a quiet evening alone seems like a good way to rejuvenate her energy before another crazy work week sets in.Her mind would occasionally wander, and she'd find herself imagining the tall, athletic body she'd seen the previous day.She wonders why he hasn't reached out to her. She had been tempted to call him like a thousand times but her ego wouldn't let her make the first move. “Oh boy,” she soliloquies, adjusting her position on the sofa and smiling to herself. “That guy knows how to put a good look together. Such a hottie!” She concludes, shaking her head vigorously as if that will make the image of John fall off her brain.At the end of the series, she heaves and decides to take a
“Hello Rachel, I need your help.” Cordelia speaks into her cell phone immediately her call is connected, her tone firm.“No pleasantries? This is unlike you Cordelia. Is all well? Rachel asks, curiosity etched in her tone.“I am in a tight spot, and I don't know what to do.” “What happened?” Cordelia stands, running her hand through her hair, roughly in frustration. “I told you about the new project we pitched to Wills Corporation for investment, didn't I?” “Yeah, you did. Did the investment fall through?” “Yeah, almost and it's my fault. Alan is out for me because of it. You know how he can get. I just need suggestions on how to go about the whole thing. I really can't think of anything to salvage the situation.” Cordelia explains to her friend and confidant.“Babe, you need to tell me what happened in order for me to help you, okay?” Rachel states, genuinely ready to help her friend.“I'll give you the whole gist when we meet. But the summary is Kingsley Wills decided to invest
Linda walks slowly to the hospital parking lot with an unsteady gait, her feet dragging. Her shoulders slump, and her eyes downcast in evident sadness at the sight she just witnessed.After giving the lunch basket to Fred, she left the rest area to return to her office.But on second thought, she decided to go back and see her crush eating the lunch she gifted him. She reckoned the sight would be fulfilling. She'd keep him company and poke silly jokes while he ate.And the best part is, it will draw them closer.With a mischievous smile, she turned back towards the rest area in time to see him leave the room, holding the lunch basket. He went in the opposite direction from her.Linda stopped, her eyebrows creased in curiosity, wondering where was headed. “That is not the way to his office.” She soliloquies and starts following him from a safe distance.Fred entered the children's ward of the hospital and Linda began to worry If the man planned to eat while working. “His shift is over
“We will. Thank you.” John replies, nodding at the waitress who takes her leave immediately.“Mmmmm,” Evelyn moans sweetly, savoring the taste of the rich spirit in her mouth.John smiles, amused by the look on her perfect oval face. “Tastes good, yeah?” “Of course, and the place looks great as well. Are you a regular here?” She asks, squinting her eyes in curiosity.“No, I am not, but I have been here once, and as you say, it's a great place,” John replies, looking around and nodding in satisfaction. “So, I figured it would suit a great young lady like yourself.” He concludes, looking at her squarely.“Oh, you do know how to sweet talk a lady, don't you?” Evelyn remarks, looking away shyly and patting her face with the back of her hand to hide her blush. Her eyes sparkle with laughter as she looks at him, her cheeks flushing. She continues, “You're making me blush,” in a voice that is almost inaudible above a whisper.John laughs, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He leans slightl
Louisa's expression darkens, her guard rising. Her eyes narrows and her brows crease with surprise. She refuses to speak for a few seconds. When she finds her voice, it sounds hoarse even to her ears. “ I do not entertain personal questions on a business visit, Mr Wills,” she replies.“How about we speak on the business at hand?” She asks, instinctively avoiding the question.It is just her luck that the very issue that she is most afraid of is exactly why Kingsley has called her in, this morning.She should have suspected this when she got his summon. There isn't any new development about Mist that would need discussion or deliberation on.“But the most professional Miss Emerson couldn't ignore the summon of her investor,” she mutters sarcastically in her mind, mentally rolling her eyes.She came running here like a dutiful servant only to be placed on a hot seat.So, he had his suspicions about Liam the other day. No wonder he looks ready to pounce.But try as he can, she is not r