LOGINHow did he know about her mother's surgery?
"How did you..." Mia tried to form words out of her lips, but his deep voice cut her off arrogantly. "I am not a patient man, Mia." 'What a pompous jerk!' Mia thought, eyeing him, "I thought you were engaged already." She remembered Isabella broke the news that the CEO of X-World Entertainment announced his engagement. Xavier's sharp jawline hardened, "did you say something?" "I didn't!" Mia snapped, reaching out for the contract, then she ran her hazel eyes over the details, "Shit! Stuck with you for a year? Why not six months? Or three months before getting a divorce. I can't put up with your shitty attitude. And what's with the damn rules here. You think I'm some..." "Bring the cops in," she heard him say into an intercom and Mia's lips went shut immediately. She didn't want to go to jail. Her mother might die before she get released. How can a man be so heartless? 'Just keep shut, Mia. Even if we work our ass out for three years, we won't be able to pay for the damages and mom's surgery,' her subconscious mind yelled. 'Fine!' Mia yelled back, raising her eyes to find Xavier's piercing gaze on hers. She won't deny his cold demeanor scares her but she won't let him see that. "I'll sign this damn thing, not because I'm afraid of going to jail, but for my mother." Xavier ignored her, sizing her up. He ran his cold eyes around her. 'Such small frame for a sassy attitude, how interesting' he thought. "Do not fall in love with me." "Don't try touching me also, pervert," Mia fired back, and he raised an eyebrow, letting out a low chuckle. "You should get a mirror. You do not attract a man, like me." "You wish," Mia pressed her lips in annoyance and signed the contract. "Are we getting married tomorrow?" Xavier turned to the window, gazing outside, "I do not want my father getting suspicious. The wedding will be planned appropriately. And Mia..." he paused, his eyes darkening and tone icy. "You will wish you were never born, if you dare betray me." Mia said nothing, her brow creasing in a frown, she pushed the door knob and left the study. Coming out of the study, she gasped loudly, mesmerized by the exquisite marbled hallway. 'Is this heaven?' There are so many doors as she found her way down the glittering stairs. Her mouth fell open at the beauty of the mansion, every part of the luxurious house screamed wealth, power and fame. Mia was lost, and someone bumped into her, spilling liquid contents on her shirt. She snapped out of her reverie, remembering she's in Xavier's mansion. "That bastard," she cursed. "I'm sorry, Miss. It was a mistake," Her eyes landed on a woman, clearly in her fifties. "Who are you?" Mia asked, pissed about everything. "Nanny Irene, I'm Mr Xavier's..." "Fuck off," Mia barked, uninterested in whatever she's about to say. She knew she acted rudely but she's beginning to dislike everyone and everything related to Xavier Singh, except Harper Hernandez. Harper is her favorite celebrity and role model, she has won three awards in the last three years and Mia wanted to be like her. As Mia made her way out of the mansion, battling the urge to fawn over the fancy fountain, a chaffeur ran up to her. "Master ordered I take you wherever you want." Mia shot him a glare, "I can go on my own." "Ma'am, he strictly ordered..." "I said I'll go on my own!" she yelled this time, making him flinch. * [KENZ HOSPITAL] Mia ignored the nauseating feeling creeping up within her. She hates the smell of hospitals. Bracing up, she knocked gently. "Come in," came the voice of Dr Noah and Mia pushed the door, walking into his office. "Good day, Dr Noah." "Have a seat, Mia," he gestured, smiling warmly. "Thank you," she muttered, fidgeting with her nails. "Your mother is getting discharged today, I'm sure you must have been informed." "Yes, Dr Noah," Mia swallowed. How does she tell him she had no money to settle the bills? "I.. I wanted to.." "Oh yes, I remember. Your mother's expenses got cleared already," he smiled, pushing a receipt toward her and Mia gasped, knowing who it is. "Thank you, Dr Noah," she returned his smile. * Mia walked into her mother's ward. Mrs Lopez is sitting up on her hospital bed, and she seems to be in a happy conversation with Tammy. But they turned their heads when she entered. "Mia." Mia's lips quirk up in a smile as she ran up to hug her mother. "My baby," Mrs Lopez cooed, then her face dropped. "Have you been eating well?" Tammy chuckled, "Mom, don't be like that, Mia has been working." Mia breathed out, her eyes studying her mother. She isn't going to break the news to them yet. She turned to Tammy, "Thank you for staying with mom, Tam." Tammy giggled, "Goodness! Mia, she's my mom too." "Come here my babies," Mrs Lopez arms stretched wide as her daughters embraced her tightly. * [L-Galaxy Entertainment] Lucas smirked triumphantly, swiveling on his chair. 'He must be going crazy now, or perhaps too shocked to cut off his own engagement publicly,' he laughed at his own thoughts. 'Dad will be so disappointed." The door swung open and his expected surprise stormed in. Lucas ran his eyes over the sexy red dress that hugged her body as she marched to him. "Hey, sister-in-law," he mocked. Without thinking twice, Harper sent her palms hard across his cheek. "You coward!" she yells, tears brimming her eyes. Lucas' smile faded for a second, then he burst into laughter. "Do you love my surprise?" "You fooled me. You claimed to love me, but all you wanted was to get back at your brother. What the fuck did he do to you?" Harper raised her hand to strike him again, but Lucas caught it, twisting her hand behind her back, and she hissed in pain. "I helped you sweetheart. You should be glad. He's only using you to get what's mine." Lucas pulled her closer, his breath fanning her skin, and she began struggling. "I don't care if Xavier uses me!" "Really?" The corners of his lips curved in a cruel smirk, his eyes running down her exposed cleavage. "You shouldn't care if I use you either. Right sweetheart?" Harper noticed the hungry desire in his eyes and she panicked, but his grip tightened. With a snap of his fingers, the door locked automatically. She tried kicking him but a hard slap from Lucas burst her lips, and she could only cry as he ripped her gown apart. "Nooo.. please..."Isabella's cheeks flushed in embarrassment as she bit her tongue hard. She was just rude to Jayden Ruiz right now. Who'd think this handsome figure with a prominent background will even notice her? And yet, he remembered her name. She thought it was some random guy who wanted to make a pass at her. "It's Moore," she corrected him softly. "Oh," Jayden chuckled dryly and stood up, "I should get going to avoid petty chats." He emphasized on the word 'petty chats' and Isabella gulped, standing up too. "Mr Ruiz, I'm truly sorry. I.. I was just going through some moments and..." "I understand," he interrupted her, giving her a slight smile before turning back and walking away. 'Gosh! How can I be so stupid?' Bella screamed in her head, tears almost almost trickling down her eyes as she fell down heavily on her chair. Jayden put his face cap back on to avoid recognition. When he got to Silas, his blue eyes were cold, "Let's go, Silas." He thought she'll be a nice girl, but she got
[L- Galaxy Entertainment]Lucas' phone vibrated and he picked it up to see Priscilla calling. Creasing his brows slightly, he answered, "What's the problem, Priscilla?""Mr Singh," Priscilla paused, unsure of how to explain Mitchell's situation. "Mrs Singh is in an inconvenient position and will be unable to meet up her schedule today.""What inconvenient position?" Lucas questioned, his tone on an edge. "She is unwell.""Get a doctor over to her and makes sure she doesn't miss her shoot." Lucas said sternly, leaving no room for argument before ending the call.He knew nothing was wrong with Mitchell. How rebellious has she become recently.Before he could do something else, a message popped in, from Harper. "Lucas, I need your help. Can we see?"A slow smirk formed on his lips as his eyes glinted. He sure knew how to make Harper come back to him no matter what. Now he's going to use her to further his plans.**Some hours later, in a large room with multiple screens attached to the
[Singh's mansion] Michelle's eyes closed as the maids applied her facial mask on her face. She exhaled softly, allowing her chest to fall and rise in deep breaths. This was soothing enough, at least, it'll take her mind away from the world. A knock sounded on the door and one of the maids opened it to reveal her manager, Priscilla. "Mitchelle, your shoot is in an hour and you're not ready yet." "I'm not going, cancel it," Mitchell said simply and Priscilla's eyes widened. "No, you can't cancel this. This shoot is very important. Mr Lucas worked hard to secure the deal and he'll be enraged if you turn it down like that," Priscilla gestured, panic slowly settling in her gaze. She could imagine Lucas' blazing eyes as he hears the news. Mitchell finally opened her eyes, looking straight up at the ceiling, "I'm not going, Priscy. You can tell 'Mr Lucas' to find a replacement. And please, I need to rest." "Mitchelle?" Priscilla walked closer to her bed, her voice soft and gentl
Mia stirred on the bed, the rays from the sun passing through the floor- to- ceiling window, heating up her skin. She yawned and sat up, her mind a blurry haze.Then, she looked downwards on her nightie - nude baby pink. Her mind suddenly flashed back to last night. "Gosh, what happened?" She facepalm herself, remembering bumping into Xavier in the kitchen and... that's all she could remember. Goddammit! Did she pass out?She slammed her fists on her forehead again and hurriedly came down from the bed. Nanny Irene must have been in her room already because the curtains are drawn open.Glancing at the huge clock hanging on the wall, she could see the hands of the clock. It's 8:41AM. Mia sluggishly dragged herself to the bathroom.FEW MINUTES LATER* "Good morning ma'am," the maids greeted as she walked past them to the dining room, dressed in a classy short blue gown, that accentuated her curves. It had delicate pleats that added an elegant touch to the overall design."Morning," she m
Xavier entered into the living room, his hands tucked into the pocket of his suit pants with his cold grey eyes scanning the dimly lit luxurious space.His phone beeped in his pocket and he took it out. "Any news?" He questioned sharply, his deep voice sounding."Sir, according to Leila's information, we've tracked every newly rented apartment in the last four weeks in Los Angeles but Martinez location hasn't been tracked yet," Silas paused for a second, while Xavier listened with furrowed brows. "Martinez is still in the city, Silas. Contact every airport and seaport authority and get every piece of information on every flight and departure from now on," he ordered, his voice sharp and cold."Yes sir, and we've gotten all the artists and actresses who made clips claiming you to take advantage of them under our watch.""Good," Xavier nodded, his jaw relaxing slightly. "Don't get any rest till you find him.""Yes sir."Then the call ended.Xavier slipped his phone back into his pocket
"Please!!! Stop!! I beg of you Mr Xavier.. please ask them to stoppp.." Leila's tortured screams filled the basement as she got electrocuted for the umpteenth time.Xavier sat cross-legged, his eyes unfeeling and his gaze sharp as he stared blankly."I swear I don't know where Martinez is... I swear," Leila's voice turned weak, every nerves in her system were already worn out and her feet felt like jelly."Boss, she seems not to have any idea of his whereabout," Silas moved closer to Xavier, a look of sympathy in his eyes.Xavier immediately threw Silas a glare and uncrossed his legs, standing up elegantly and moving to the door."Keep up with the torture till she's ready to say what she knows," he ordered sternly and this followed by a piercing scream as a bolt of electricity passed through Leila's body."I'll say something.. I'll say something, please," Leila coughed as her throat went dry and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.Immediately, Xavier halted on his feet. Without







