Olivia was stunned to see the price tags of every dress they went by. No wonder, it was only celebrities and ladies from rich families who wore dresses like this. The price alone, can take care of her mom's hospital bills, and she could begin schooling again. “I'd let you walk around and select the ones you like, my attention is needed in the other department.” The sales lady said, smiling politely. Olivia smiled back and nodded. She was still checking out the dresses, when her eyes caught sight of the jewelry sparkling under the bright chandeliers. She smiled, grazing her fingers on them. “She's so young, what do you think? She might be one of these vixens sleeping with rich men to climb the rank. How can a girl have such money to buy jewelries.” “Kids of this generation, look how exposed her thighs are. She must be a homewrecker, look at her face, she looks like a fox, that's why men would like her.” Olivia could hear distant female voices. Of course, they were talking abou
Olivia still couldn't believe how Morgan stood up for her, and finally, she got something she wanted.At least Ava wouldn't dare to mess with her, not again. Even after the incident, Morgan didn't spare her a glance, he walked ahead of Olivia, his gaze cold and aloof.He finally halted, making Olivia bump into his sturdy back.“Ouch!” She winched, caressing her forehead.“Your clothes are messed up, you'll have to change into something better.” He said, turning to look at her.What!Olivia circled her gaze around her dress, finding nothing wrong with her dress, she glanced up at Morgan, staring at him with confusion.“You won't change, will you? Fine, you can get your marriage certificate all dressed like that.” He said, resuming his walk.“Marriage Certificate?” She gasped, arching her brows.She slapped her forehead, recalling she was automatically married to Morgan, after she signed the contract. What's left was to get a marriage certificate.Though the word wife sounded foreign a
Larry's House,Hilda frowned upon Ava's return, she furrowed her brows deeply that it could kill a fly.“What happened to your face, why is it so red and swollen?” Hilda asked, pulling Ava to sit with her.Ava remained silent, tears welling up in her eyes. Anger, hatred and jealousy filled in her chest.“Ava dear, mom is asking you, who did this to you? Who did this to my daughter?” Hilda said, impatience written on her face.“Who else? It's that slut! It's Olivia!” Ava cried.“Olivia? that brat! How dare she do this to you? What happened?”“Mom, I went to Crystal Mall to get that bracelet I was telling you about, I didn't know Olivia was there and also wanted the same bracelet. I took it before she could take it and she wanted me to give it back, when I said no, she slapped me and started beating me.”“What hurts me most is that Morgan Klein helped her, he took the bracelet from me and gave it to her. Mom, how could Olivia get the backing of the top richest man in the city? He even a
Xavier stilled on his seat. After some seconds, he quickly grabbed his phone and dialed a number.“Hello boss,” a rough male's voice was heard from the other end of the phone.“Did you leave any trace that would trail back to me?” Xavier growled anxiously.“No boss. Everything is clean.” Xavier hung up the call. His eyes darted around the office, and stopped on his desk. Just now, he thought that Morgan had already found out about the accident, but it seems to be his delusion.“Watch how I take you down.” He smiled wickedly.Morgan sat leisurely, swirling around the chair, when his phone rang. He took it and glanced at the screen, contemplating if he should take the call or not.“Hello, Mr. Morgan, your father has requested to see you.”“I'm busy today, I'd come next time.” Morgan said, his brows furrowed.“But sir..he refused to take his medications. Please come and see him.” The doctor pleaded.“That Man!” Morgan sighed, hanging up the call.He informed Nicholas and they quickly l
“Ouch!” Olivia winced, as her face came in contact with Morgan's sturdy chest.“Can’t you be more careful?” Morgan frowned as he released his hold on her.Olivia rubbed her now reddened face, her eyes glistening with tears. She couldn't believe how someone's chest could be as painful as Morgan's chest.Morgan's gaze darkened as he saw her moist eyes and reddened face. His heart tugged with tenderness and guilt, suddenly wishing never to see her in pain.He carried her off the ground, suddenly startling her. Olivia wanted to protest and fight, so he could put her down, but she couldn't find the strength to do it. She melted Into him, unexpectedly feeling secure. If it was because of his soothing cologne and scent or because he didn't intentionally hurt her, she had no knowledge, but she felt secure.Morgan carried her into his sturdy, sitting her on the desk. Olivia tried to move, but was stopped by his low husky growl. “Don't move.” Olivia stilled, even though she didn't want to. T
Olivia woke up with teary eyes, her heart pounding loudly in her chest, as her body was soaked with her sweat.She couldn't believe she had a nightmare, because it felt so real, that she cried bitterly.She dreamt, when Ava and Hilda, went to her mother's ward in the hospital. They accused her of stealing Larry and forced her to kill herself. When she came into the ward, her mother's blood was draped all over the floor, her body lying lifelessly on the bed.She cried, clutching her mom's body to her chest, her heart aching that it felt like it was going to break into pieces. Ava and her mother laughed scornfully at her, gloating proudly in her misery.Olivia glanced around the room, it was still obviously dark. She needed to call the doctor, she needed to know if her mother was okay, but she had no phone.She laid on the bed, tears rolling down her cheeks, as she thought about losing her mother. It was unbearable.Later in the morning, Olivia was dressed casually in an apricot flay g
Olivia was dropped off by Nicholas, Morgan was also in the car, but was heading to the office.She was directed by the one of the nurses into the doctor's office. A middle aged man, with rimless glasses, which covered his small eyes, was seated with a book in his hand.He glanced at Olivia through his glasses, a smile slowly escaping his lips.Olivia couldn't help but smile back. His smile was infectious and reassuring, almost making her forget the turmoil in her heart earlier.“You came to visit your mom?” He asked.Olivia nodded, glad that he could remember face, even though she's only come once.“Has she woken up?” She asked, glancing at the doctor.“Not yet. I'm sure she'll wake up soon, so don't worry.” He smiled reassuringly.Olivia's heart tugged with sadness, but she managed to release a smile and nodded.“Let's go then.” he smiled again and got up.Olivia followed him and went out of the office, heading to mother's ward. Her mother's ward was on the top floor, thanks to Morg
Larry's House“Mom, you wouldn't believe who I saw today?” Ava said, sitting beside her mother.Hilda probed her body, obviously curious to listen to what her daughter wanted to say.“Who did you see?” “Who else if not Olivia, that bitch. She really has no Shame, moving around the public with her old rich backer.”Hilda shook her head, disgust evident on her face.“Who knows what kind of life she's living with her pathetic mother, I'm sure they are going about having their way with old rich men just to reach the top.”“And what kind of irresponsible people would live that kind of life?” Larry's voice asked out of the blue, startling Ava and her mom.Hilda and Ava turned their heads to Larry, who seemed to be coming out from the living room.“Dad?” Ava smiled, acknowledging his presence.“How was school today dear?” “Would have been great if I didn't get to see Olivia flaunting her shameless attitude.” Ava stated.“Olivia? Is she still in your school?” Larry asked, his eyes clouded w
Gilbert cleared his throat, bringing Olivia's attention to him.“Dad” she smiled, getting up from the chair to help him up.“Oli dear, how are you doing?” He smiled.“I’m fine dad. How's your health?”“I'd be fine dear.” Olivia nodded, reaching for the black bag she came in with. She happened to see a store where they sold fruits and told Nicholas to take her there to buy them.She took out the fruits from the bag, “I got you fruits, dad.” she said, turning on the faucet that was on the other side of the room, to wash the fruits.“That's thoughtful of you. Morgan wouldn't even buy me fruits when coming.” Olivia laughed, returning to her seat, as she started peeling an apple for him.“Are your parents alive?” Gilbert suddenly asked. His eyes read Olivia's expression.Olivia paused, hesitating on what to say. If anyone was dead, it was her father. Even though her mom was still in a coma, her father was the dead one.“No, my mom is alive.” “I'm sorry about your father.” Gilbert said,
Later that night, Morgan woke up and carried Olivia into his bed. She whined, twitching her face in the process, but later relaxed.Meanwhile, Morgan watched her closely, his eyes studying every inch of her face.His heart fluttered, for nothing else but for the tiny figure occupying his bed. He pulled her closer, holding her waist as he leaned his face into her nook, inhaling her pleasant smell, until he slept off.******Xavier sat on his couch, his gaze fixed on the led plasma television hung in his extravagantly furnished sitting room.He was about to turn it off and leave for work, when a headline caught his attention.YOUNG MASTER MORGAN WAS SEEN WITH A WOMAN LAST NIGHT AT A NIGHTCLUB. AS THE WOMAN'S FACE REMAINS UNKNOWN, NETIZENS WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHO THE WOMAN IS….Xavier frowned, his mind drifting back to the girl he saw in the hospital, as Morgan's wife. Could she really be Morgan's wife? They didn't even have a wedding…Who exactly was this girl?Xavier thought as a bad id
Evaris Lounge, A black Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, pulled up In Front of the night club, with Olivia and Morgan walking out of the car.Nicholas was already ahead of them, pushing away the piles of press, who were gathered with the flashing light of their cameras.Olivia suddenly became tense, her palms becoming sweaty as she looked away from the camera. Her face can't be shown in the news headline, only that way would be fine even after ending the contract with Morgan.Morgan, who noticed her obvious change, shot her a questioning glance. She shook her head, returning an assuring yet fake smile.Soon they were inside the club. Normally, Morgan wouldn't sit in an area where he was easily recognized or within reach.He took the elevator, which brought him to the top floor of the building, the VIP section of the club.Finally they were in a presidential room, which screamed of affluence and extravagant luxury.Olivia was met with two men, they were dressed so casually, yet maintained a
It was raining heavily in Morning, Olivia was cuddled up in her bed, thinking about many things. From the possibilities of Morgan being a gay to going back to school.Olivia was happy, she was finally getting back to school, and Rescrest for the matter. Her lips tugged with smile as she couldn't wait.She was still thinking when her mom came into her mind, her mood dropped. The vegetative state her mother was in, were all caused by Larry and she'd forever hate it.Olivia was at least glad that she ran into Morgan, though he couldn't be tagged as good.Someone knocked on her door, snapping her out of her thoughts. Shortly the door was opened and Nicholas walked in, he was carrying a set of packaged clothes and a box.“Good morning Nick,” Olivia yawned, getting up from bed.Nicholas seems to pause for a while, his gaze snapping at Olivia. Olivia, who seemed to notice his sudden change let out a laugh.“You shouldn't be like this all the time. You remember Ava calling you an old man?, th
Fredrick burst into laughter, as his gaze washed over Olivia, who now furrowed her brows.“Okay sorry, sorry. I don't mean it that way, but how's that even possible?” He said through laughter, as he held his stomach.“What do you mean by that?” Nicholas asked, shooting him a questioning glare.“Morgan I know is everything but women?…talk more about marriage. Nahh, Nicole, I don't believe that.” Fredrick shook his head.“Well then, you've seen with your eyes.” All through the conversation, Olivia's mind has been drifting back to what Aunt Maureen said. Is he really a gay?“Why do you not believe it?” Olivia suddenly asked, glancing at Fredrick.He smiled softly and began.“I and Morgan were in the same College, we schooled together in the States. I've known that dude for way too long, he's so abstinent when it comes to women that I sometimes wonder if he could get a wife. You need to see tropes of girls that flocked themselves around him then, but he wouldn't even bulge.”“I almost t
Olivia was having breakfast with Morgan in the morning. As much as she didn't want to see his face, she knew nothing could be done.Morgan kept stealing glances at Olivia, while she was busy flipping the food over and over, bringing none to her mouth.His eyes wandered to her wrist and paused on a red mark on her wrist, his heart tugged with pain. He quickly looked away and got up to leave.Olivia raised her face to look at him, but he had already turned his back and left, she could only stare at his back.She retracted her gaze and stared at the food for a while before getting up to leave the table. She had thought Morgan was different, he was nice to her even though it was only Contract. But looking back at what happened last night, she took back those words. He was far from nice, he was just like everybody out there, selfish and greedy. And all she was going to do was stay in his silent mansion all day, and pretend to be his wife in public.Nonsense!Olivia was about to get into
Olivia got back into the queue after helping Emma, although she left, not wanting to join the audition again.As time went on, the long straight line was getting smaller. Several girls who were disqualified were trooping out of the building, their faces scrunched in anger.Just as they kept going, joining the line as it shortens, Olivia heard whispers at her back.“Omg how can she be dressed as a tomboy and come for an audition?” “Valerie, you're just so jealous. Look, she's beautiful and has a nice figure from the back. Look at those smooth long legs!”“Nonsense! Who's jealous? She's just lucky to have a nice body, who knows, her face might be too ugly.” She sneered.Just then, Olivia turned to look at them, they were obviously discussing her, as if she wasn't there.“Oh my god!” the girl who defended her earlier gasped, widening her eyes in shock.The girl who seems to be Valerie paused, suddenly knitting her brows, as she stared at Olivia dumbfounded.“Don't you think it's unwise
Olivia flinched, looking everywhere but his face.“Why do you want to terminate the contract?” Morgan asked, retreating from his steps as he walked towards her.“You never told me, i-i I'd get to bear a child for you. Is that not cheating?” Olivia stated, this time staring at his face, which was very close to her.“It’s not like I'd tell you the details of the contract, when I was going to just give it to you to read. How's that cheating?”Olivia was lost of words, Morgan was right. If actually she read the contract initially this wouldn't have happened. But she couldn't let Morgan win.“Now that I've read it, I want to terminate it. I can't bear a child for you. Never.” Olivia shook her head.Morgan let out a low chuckle, his gaze now staring at Olivia with amusement and interest.“And why's that?” Olivia shot him a glance, as if he was growing horns in his head.“I can't bear you child, and that's final. Can't we just end the contract and you'd look for another girl?”Morgan stared
In a high end restaurant, with luxurious and expensive decor, Xavier was seen, sitting at a table. He was dressed in a black-custom made suit, his dark inky hair, shaved and styled to fall by the side. His eyes shimmered with pride and excitement. Tonight, he was going to sign and finalize the deal with Mr. Marco, which was finally going to give him an upper hand over Morgan. He smiled at the mere thought of it, just then he caught sight of Franco, walking in with a group of two men. Xavier slightly frowned, because he didn't see Mr. Marco come in with them. Did he already back out? His inner mind question, but he shook off as soon as they came closer to his table. Xavier stood up, with a broad smile, plastered on his face. He stretched forth his hand, exchanging greetings. The men nodded as they returned his smile, sitting on the chair pulled out by Franco. “I suppose you are Xavier Gilbert.” Louis said, with a deep Philippine accent. “Yes I am.” Xavier nodded. The other man