“What’s the difference between here and the atrium?” Kaylie threw a question from behind, slowly taking her steps as she entered the atrium, lightly holding a glass of wine in her right hand.Gage glanced backward at her, and wihtotu saying a word, he escorted her with his eyes until she arrived befoer him.“You were angry because the host and your father lavished praises on Bryson, and left the hall all because you didn’t wnat to hear Bryson’s voice,” she let out, staring into his eyes. “Now, tell me. the hall is just a few steps away from here. isn’t his voice reaching ehre?”“It does,” he answered in simplicity. he avereted his gaze from her, staring at his front. “But I did the least I could. I can’t help hearing his voice since you insist I should say, but I’m not seeing his face,”“That’s the hardest to bear.”She shrugged, exhaling softly. she wore a smile and slightly bent her neck. “Anyway, thanks,” she appreciated.He gazed at her, and knowing what he would say, she instantl
‘A good heart is the heaviest burden to bear.’ Kaylie recalled one of her grandpa’s statements, which she never understood its weight until she received the picture her husband’s driver sent to her. The photo that shattered her heart. In her hand was the picture that had been making tears flood out of her swollen eyes. A clear image of her husband and his unknown mistress, whom she was on her way to find out. “We’re there, ma.” The car parked, and she got out of the taxi. She dug her hand into her jacket pocket and fixed her eyes on the luxury gate of the mansion, which was certain her husband was inside with his mistress. She sniffed and wiped her face. “Calm down, Kaylie,” she said to herself in a whisper. She wiped her face and licked her lips before inhaling deeply and exhaling softly, stopping the tears. “Remember why you’re here.” Without waiting for another second, she put her phone in her pocket and paced to the gate. “You got this, okay?” Growing up with her adoptive
“You should stop now,” Kaylie told herself, giving herself reasons to stop crying. Her tears had been uncontrollable since she walked out of the mansion until she entered the taxi that had been on the road for over an hour, heading to her family’s home- the place where someone who hated her most and never hid it lived. Had it been there was another place to go, her family home wouldn’t have been an option. She had no friends because Emily, her mother, forbade it. There was no family. She was still a baby when they adopted her from the orphanage home, but to date, the purpose of her adoption wasn’t clear. It could have been because they were yet to conceive, but it was just a few months after their wedding. “Never compete with my daughter. I took you in and to repay my generosity, you must serve my daughter your whole life!” Her mother constantly reminded her she had no place in the family, and the only chance she would get in the world was to serve her daughter. “What’s my purpose
A few days later. * “Where are you coming from?” Wendy asked as Kaylie entered the parlor, her right leg crossed on the left with her arms folded on her chest. Kaylie sighed and closed the door behind her. She didn’t interact and wouldn’t have stepped out of her room if not for Jaxon she was searching for and, since she didn’t want to get into an argument, she ignored her, heading to her room. Wendy stood and rushed to her front. “Why are you getting worse every day?” She challenged. She exhaled softly, her hand placed on her chest. “The thought of not having to tolerate you for a longer time makes me so happy.” Kaylie furrowed her face, unclear. “What do you mean?” Wendy giggled. “Don’t be in a hurry; you’ll figure it out soon,” she said. She returned to the sofa and sat, staring at Kaylie’s face, her lips tinted with a smile. “Congratulations in advance, big sis.” Kaylie withered her forehead, confused, her eyes fixed on Wendy, who was no longer looking at her. She was confus
Kaylie was nervous. A part of her told her she had made a wrong decision that could destroy her, while the flustered part that signed the agreement kept pushing her. However, it was too late to have second thoughts–she was already in the car the Garcias had sent to pick her up. She had been in the car for over an hour, on her way to a blind date with an heir of a conglomerate family who had once been the talk of the city but disappeared without any explanation from his family. As the car slowed, Kaylie knew they were getting closer to the venue. Her heart started pounding fast, and she fidgeted as the timid part of her took over. She clutched the left part of her chest and half-closed her eyes as she drew out a short, yet deep, breath. “Stay calm, Kaylie,” she whispered. “Remember, you have got to save Jaxon. Okay?” The car finally turned into the grand entrance, and Kaylie’s anxiety spiked. The driveway, lined with tall trees and immaculately manicured hedges, led to the luxuriou
“Stop trying, Mr. Man, you're green to me. I see a green flag from your head down to the toe, so for no reason, I'm walking out of here,” she declared. “And even if I later do, it will be out of my free will, not your nonchalant attitude. Okay?” Gage ground his teeth. Kaylie's attitude kept pissing him off. He wished there was something to vent his anger on, but since there was none, he turned it into a statement. “Fuck you!” Kaylie beamed. “Same to you.” She uttered. Gage fixed his reddened eyes on Kaylie, but he couldn't say anything, while Kaylie also looked away from him. After a few minutes, Kaylie felt bored, and knowing the silence wouldn't solve the problem, especially his grandfather's freedom, she started the conversation. “Why don't you calm yourself?” She spoke in an appeasing tone. “Being rude to me won't solve the problem here; finding a solution will do.” Gage withered his face. He found a little sense in her words, so he asked, “What solution?” “We-” she opened
“Wow!” Kaylie awed immediately as the ironed crafted gate opened, and she sighted the grand mansion before her- the Garcia family’s residence. The mansion was popular, but the majority could only imagine and picture its appearance in their minds through the expensive gate. Kaylie looked around and joggled her head as the luxurious car sent over to pick her up glided up the winding driveway. The mansion’s sleek modern facade gleamed with floor-to-ceiling windows, polished chrome accents, and creamy white stone. Lush greenery and manicured gardens around it provided a serene oasis amidst the luxurious surroundings. As the car stopped before the grand entrance, a liveried chauffeur with the Garcia family’s logo on his coat chest sprang to attention and opened the door with a flourish smile. Kaylie stepped out onto the driveway, her stilettos clicking on the polished stone. A maid came forward and bowed her head, her right hand on the left, positioning them on her stomach. “Good day,
Minutes later * Kaylie was done eating. She moved to the sitting room, her feet crossed on each other with her back relaxed on the couch rest, and a toothpick in her mouth, still trying to take out the flesh stuck between her side teeth. Gage’s room door opened and Richard pushed him out. “Didn’t expect you're a perfect actress. You look timid, so my expectation wasn't high.” Kaylie glanced at him and smiled. “A needle might be small, but it's not to be swallowed,” she said. “And the little I displayed is just the tip of the iceberg.” Gage nodded, raising his nose. “Not bad.” “Since when have you been watching?” “Since when she started masking her evil while you're also deceitful,” he replied immediately. “I just stayed by so I could witness your capacity.” “Okay, so, what's next? What do you think about my offer? Deal or no deal?” She asked. Gage blew soft air through his mouth and went silent. He sighed again and lightly bit the left side of his lower lip. “Okay,” he said
“What’s the difference between here and the atrium?” Kaylie threw a question from behind, slowly taking her steps as she entered the atrium, lightly holding a glass of wine in her right hand.Gage glanced backward at her, and wihtotu saying a word, he escorted her with his eyes until she arrived befoer him.“You were angry because the host and your father lavished praises on Bryson, and left the hall all because you didn’t wnat to hear Bryson’s voice,” she let out, staring into his eyes. “Now, tell me. the hall is just a few steps away from here. isn’t his voice reaching ehre?”“It does,” he answered in simplicity. he avereted his gaze from her, staring at his front. “But I did the least I could. I can’t help hearing his voice since you insist I should say, but I’m not seeing his face,”“That’s the hardest to bear.”She shrugged, exhaling softly. she wore a smile and slightly bent her neck. “Anyway, thanks,” she appreciated.He gazed at her, and knowing what he would say, she instantl
“Hello,” a smiling lady approached Kaylie. She arrived at their table, stood behind the chair next to Gage, and faced Kaylie, curtsying her head. Good afternoon, ma.”Kaylie slightly bent her neck. “Good afternoon.” She responded, her brow furrowed, staring at the lady with unfamiliarity, a welcoming beam slightly curled into her lips.“How’re you doing, ma?” The lady asked, and before Kaylie could utter a word, she chuckled lightly, saying, “it’s obvious you’re doing great, ma. Your expression says it all.”Kaylie beamed. “Thank you.” She said.“I’m Sofia, from Eon Lumina,” the lady introduced. She took out a business card from her purse, stretched it out to give Kaylie, and waited for Kaylie to skim through it before proceeding. “Eon Lumina is an upcoming modeling company.”Kaylie nodded, showing she was paying attention, even though her eyes were fixed on the card.“I’m the company representative. We’re dedicated to discovering and promoting talented individuals in the fashion indu
“Hello,” a smiling lady approached Kaylie. She arrived at their table, stood behind the chair next to Gage, and faced Kaylie, curtsying her head. Good afternoon, ma.”Kaylie slightly bent her neck. “Good afternoon.” She responded, her brow furrowed, staring at the lady with unfamiliarity, a welcoming beam slightly curled into her lips.“How’re you doing, ma?” The lady asked, and before Kaylie could utter a word, she chuckled lightly, saying, “it’s obvious you’re doing great, ma. Your expression says it all.”Kaylie beamed. “Thank you.” She said.“I’m Sofia, from Eon Lumina,” the lady introduced. She took out a business card from her purse, stretched it out to give Kaylie, and waited for Kaylie to skim through it before proceeding. “Eon Lumina is an upcoming modeling company.”Kaylie nodded, showing she was paying attention, even though her eyes were fixed on the card.“I’m the company representative. We’re dedicated to discovering and promoting talented individuals in the fashion indu
-A week and a few days later-Sarah stood at the roadside, phone pressed to her ear, trying to soothe Sandra's yelling. “Sandra, calm down. I’ll explain everything when I get back, please,” she said, her eyes half-closed in frustration. She knew Sandra wouldn’t listen, so she hung up and switched her phone to ‘do not disturb’ mode.Sarah had been secretly planning her next move. She had stumbled upon a job posted online for a waitress position at Food Lab, the city's most popular and biggest restaurant. Without telling Sandra, she had applied for the job and now sneaked out of the house for the interview.Sandra had been overly protective of Sarah, forbidding her from doing household chores, cooking, or even leaving the house until after she gave birth. However, Sarah was determined to find a job so she could support Sandra with the bills.Sarah returned her phone to her jacket pocket. She took a deep breath and without waiting for another second, she raised her gaze and walked onto t
“Hello,” a lady approached Kaylie, smiling. She arrived to thier table, standing after the chair next to Gage, facing Kaylie with as she curtsied her head, smiling. “Good afternoon, ma.”Kaylie slightly bent her neck. “Good afternoong.” She responded, her brow furrowed, staring at the lady with unfamiliarity, a welcoming beam slightly curled into her lips.“How’re you doing, ma?” The lady asked, and before Kaylie could utter a word, she chuckled lightly, saying, “it’s obvious you’re doing great, ma. Your expression says it all.”Kaylie beamed. “Thank you.” She said.“I’m Sofia, from Eon Lumina,” the lady introduced. She took out a business card from her purse and stretched it out to give Kaylie, and waited for Kaylie to skimmed through it before she proceeded. “Eon Lumina is an upcoming modeling company.”Kaylie nodded, shwoing she was paying attnetion, even though her eyes were fixed on the card.“I’m the company representative. We’re dedicated to discovering and promoting talented i
She served, he drank till he exhausted a liter bottle of wine.She shook the bottle. “Finished!” she announced and thudded the bottle on the table. “Should I get another one?” “Still asking?” He said in a questioning tone, scoffing. “Thought I’m allowed to bottle up this moment,” “What changes? Are you tired?” She beamed. “Of course not,” she responded. She glanced at her right side and raised her hand, waving it until she caught a server’s attention.She lifted the bottle to signal he should fetch them another wine.The server arrived at their table a minute later with a wine cart. He opened it fresh and placed it on the table before curtsying and then walked away.She battled her eyelashes at him. “A new one is here,” she notified. She lifted the bottle and excessively filled his glass. “Resume.”He picked it up and a tiny smile crept onto his face as he slowly moved it to his lips. “The taste keeps getting better.”“Is smiling a sin?” She threw a question, and he glimpsed at he
Anna abruptly opened the door and banged in, panting. “Ma! Ma! Ma!” She shouted, running towards Patricia’s desk.Patricia was shocked, and she couldn’t utter a word. Instead, she widened her eyes and watched Anna arrived in front of her desk before she could pull a word out. “What happened?” She asked, the worried in her voice cooperating with the concern in her voice.Anna breathed heavily as she bent her back and placed her hands on her knees.“What happened?!” Patricia raised her voice. She was getting more scared by Anna’s reaction.Anna panted for another second before she raised her hand and stood straight on her feet. “It’s him…” she uttered, but couldn’t complete her statement.She pointed her thumb at her back, crossing it over her shoulder without looking backward. “It’s him…” she continued, struggling to complete her statement but couldn’t.“It’s who?” Patricia asked, with her lips already quivering. “Calm yourself and talk, Anna. What happened? It’s who? Please, talk. You
“Put me down.” Williams instructed.“Why?” Cohen questioned. “Don’t you want me to be your carrier anymore? Have I offended the young master?”“No,” Williams answered and explained. “You can’t enter the restroom with me on your shoulder. Except…”“Say no more…” Cohen uttered and instantly went to his knees.“What are you doing?” Williams with his eyebrows raised.“I’m doing all I can do to make it easy for the young master to get inside. I want you to comfortably enter the restroom without getting down from my shoulder, so I will crawl in,” Cohen explained.“Hun!” Williams exclaimed and tried to stop him. “Don’t do that.”Williams wanted to get down from his shoulder, but Cohen quickly crawled.“Gosh!” Williams sounded in disbelief. He glanced back at his mother’s face, expecting her to intervene, but seeing a smile on her face made him face his front and direct his words to Cohen. “Why will you do that?”“This is my duty…” Cohen uttered in a cool voice. “You’re my young master and as
She served, he drank till he exhausted a liter bottle of wine.She shook the bottle. “Finished!” she announced and thudded the bottle on the table. “Should I get another one?” “Still asking?” He said in a questioning tone, scoffing. “Thought I’m allowed to bottle up this moment,” “What changes? Are you tired?” She beamed. “Of course not,” she responded. She glanced at her right side and raised her hand, waving it until she caught a server’s attention.She lifted the bottle to signal he should fetch them another wine.The server arrived at their table a minute later with a wine cart. He opened it fresh and placed it on the table before curtsying and then walked away.She battled her eyelashes at him. “A new one is here,” she notified. She lifted the bottle and excessively filled his glass. “Resume.”He picked it up and a tiny smile crept onto his face as he slowly moved it to his lips. “The taste keeps getting better.”“Is smiling a sin?” She threw a question, and he glimpsed at he