Valerie's POV My eyes fluttered open,my gaze taking in the beautiful familiarity of my room. Something didn't feel right. My body felt immersed with overwhelming weakness. I sat up,a sharp pain jolted my entire body in response to my action. I looked at my wall clock. 4:09 PM. I palm-faced myself, shoo-in away the desire to sleep.How did I get here and why do I feel absurd and worn-out? Suddenly, memories of my time with Ron came flooding back like a tsunami: The awkward invitation,the bourbon and Ron's tricky plan.A displeased frown at my inability to control my intake of alcohol at the bar earlier today etched on my face. My cheeks become red as a tomato as humiliating and embarrassment flickered across my face.Someone cleared his throat, freaking me out. My eyes darted around until it settled on Ron who was seated at the West extreme of my room. Anger flushed my face “What in the name of God are you doing in my room?." I asked,my voice laced with fury.Ron chuckled nervously,h
Author's POV “ If you come near my daughter, that would be the last thing you would do with your pathetic life." Charlotte swore at Charles. His eyes locked on her, unruffled.Sometimes she wondered why she had anything to do with a loser like Charles in the first place “Well see about that, Mrs chase." Charles boomed.A hiss escaped Charlotte's lips, exhaustion scribbled away on her pretty face. Her frustration was palpable. She tightened her grip on her purse and walked out of Charles apartment, with demure.Charlotte slammed the door behind her,her stiletto clicking against the worn-out verandah as she made her way back to her car. She felt satisfied having aired her mind to Charles while cautioning him to back off from trying to get their daughter. Charlotte was certain that her threat would keep Charles at bay and she took solace in that. She entered her car, placed her purse beside her,adjusted her rearview mirror and drove away from the slums, diverting into the main road.C
Valerie POV I was taken aback, totally in confusion by Ron's statement. His words sent a shiver running down my spine.“ Your men are already on their way to abduct Charlotte?." I asked,my gaze broadening in sheer surprise. If Ron's men were already on their way, It only meant that he had prepared long enough for the operation for him to have dispatched his men into action a few hours after I consented. What is Ron's interior motive and what does he aim at achieving?Ron nodded,his lips curling to a slight sinister grin. His legs uncrossed and he leaned forward,his gaze intensifying.“ I hate to admit but It's too late to take back your words.” He uttered.My gaze narrowed on Ron but his expression remained impassive, making it hard for me to decipher his thoughts or know what he has up his sleeves.My expression darkened,my lips twitching. Dissatisfaction scribbled on my face,my lips wobbling for words.“;it's never too late to make a change is it?." I demanded. Ron shrugged."
Drake's POV “ This wasn't what I asked for!.” I yelled and sent the pamphlet flying across the room. My schedule staff bowed her head,her body trembling." Apologies Boss. I'll go over the chart and draft a new schedule." She said,her voice laced with remorse.I hissed,my palms meeting my table in a loud frustrated bang that sent some paperworks flying in the air.“Keep your pathetic apology to yourself, Jane.” I shit back angrily.Jane bowed her head and quickly picked up the papers that had littered my office.“Run this over and provide me with something more authentic." I blasted back and Jane quickly scurried out of my office.I palm-faced myself,my fingers making a mess across my hair. Frustration bubbled on the surface.What was wrong with my staff? They were hired to help the company run effectively by carrying out the job with which they were hired effectively but a lot of them weren't living up to the standards required of them.A knock on the door pierced through the silenc
Valerie's POV What sort of a stupid baseline accusation is that?.” I asked, eyes darting across the dinning table. From Drake to Charlotte and vice versa.The dining had started out perfectly and peacefully. A nice meal and cozy atmosphere until Charlotte's accusation ruined a perfect meal. TheWhy would I stoop so low and steal money and jewelry from Charlotte? Even if I wanted to steal which I didn't it wouldn't be from someone like Charlotte. I knew Charlotte was looking for a way to make Drake send me out of the mansion but I wasn't gonna let that happen. Drake's grandma might be dead but her demands must be met. Whether Charlotte approves of it or not.“ How can you be petty and belittle yourself, Charlotte? I thought you had a higher level of IQ but it turns out I am so wrong about that." " Don't you call me petty again!.” Charlotte warned sternly.“It's not baseless until you provide a proof of your innocence." Drake chipped in, dropping his cutlery. It clattered against his
Drake's POV “ Here's another draft sir.” Jane said,her eyes fixed on a file she was handing over to me. I collected the file, my eyes narrowed and I quickly scanned it.“This is better." I said,my voice laced with compliments.“When's the conference tea party held?." I asked, my gaze fixed on Jane's face.“ Wednesday sir. On the 25th.” she replied, her voice dripping with professionalism.I nodded my head,a lot of thoughts running through my mind.“Send this to the programming unit to get everything in order. The planning team should also work on their assignments. I want everything ready and accurate." I said,my words sounding like warnings instead of commands.“I'll do just that Sir." Jane replied plainly. She bowed, making for the door.“And also ,do not forget to send emails across to all the invited dignitaries. I want everything to unfold smoothly." I instructed. Jane nodded." I'll personally see to it that those emails are sent.” Jane said,her voice laced with assurance.Sh
Valerie's POV I walked into the restaurant,the aroma of different dishes hung in the air like good omen. My eyes scan the restaurant for a perfect spot. I found it and walked over and sat, patiently waiting for Charles to show up.Charles entered a few minutes later, dressed in khaki and a casual blue Polo. He took a seat opposite me,his lips stretched out to a tight smile.“Hi." I said,the awkwardness heightening between us.“Hello." Charles replied back,his eyes taking in the beauty of the restaurant. “ This place is beautiful" He commented,his voice dripping with sincerity.I looked around and nodded,my expression became lively. Warm and cozy lighting,the beautiful showcase of assorted drinks.“ So what do you wish to have for your appetizer?.” I asked.“ I'll have anything you are having.” He said moderately. I beckoned on a waitress and she walked up to me.“We’ll have a bowl of peppered chicken and two glasses of champagne.” I ordered and the waitress left to prepare our order
Drake's POV A knock sounded outside my door. My head was buried over a file.I shot my head up,my gazes widening in surprise. Before me stood Amos. Amos Greg is a very important employee in my company. Being the managing director of my company's financial firm made him quite handy to me. Seeing him stand before me sent shivers running down my spine. For him to have walked into my office showed that something was wrong.The expression on his face was a calm one but I felt unease. Maybe because of the anonymous call that ruined my mood earlier today.“Good day Boss." He greeted,his voice a mix of respect and humility. Firmly held in his hand was a smart iPad.“What is it Amos?." I asked impatiently,my eyes scanning him nervously.“ I came to confirm from you if you are aware that $50,000 has left the company's account?.” For a minute and then the next minute my jaw dropped and then minutes later,my eyes stared blankly at Amos, unable to make out any word or phrase. “ Are you sure su