The taunting look on Tarquin's face said it all; he was the boss and he had ordered Ivy to leave his company.
Ivy knew this wasn't the time to be rude so she went on her knees and started pleading but he refused to give her a listening ear nor hear her out. Ivy refused to leave when he asked her to leave his office to get ready to be sued in court.
Tarquin also promised to tarnish her image with his influence so she would never be able to get employed by anyone. Ivy didn't even know what to do, because she didn't have any money with her.
She just moved into the country, "How will I survive and cope when everything is already turning out like this?" She quietly asked herself.
"I'm sorry sir," Ivy pleaded with a shaky voice for the hundredth time, but Tarquin refused to listen. He stood up from his desk and put on his suit when a young lady came to inform him of the board meeting which was about to begin.
"Before I return, throw this thing out of my company," Ivy heard him say to his assistant before walking out. She knew he was referring to her and this hurt her more.
"How can someone be this heartless," She said loudly and stood up. Ivy could see the pity Tarquin's assistant already had for her in his eyes. He also knows that the way his Boss was handling the matter wasn't right but no one would dare tell him what to do.
"Please ma'am, you have to leave, my boss is very petty and would never back down until he does what he has in mind. Don't waste your time thinking he will change his mind," John said to her sadly. Ivy could feel her eyes burning. Tears threatened to fall but she tried as much as possible not to allow it to.
"I know," She replied and stood up. He ushered her out and handed her main luggage back to her which she cheerfully accepted.
"Thank you," Ivy appreciated and walked out of the company's premises. She contacted the driver who brought her to work in the morning.
On arriving home, Ivy was more than disturbed.
She jumped on her bed when she got to her room and buried her face into the pillows.
The scene that happened with Tarquin replaying in her head and she couldn't hold back the tears any longer and started crying out loud, cursing herself for relocating which she thought would help her move on after her last relationship crashed drastically.
"I took the wrong step. I should have stayed back in my country, maybe I would have relocated to another city and looked for a new job as Emelia, my best friend had suggested but I refused and decided that moving to another country to start afresh was the best option." Ivy thought.
"Now that things were already this messed up, where will I even start from?" she asked herself.
She was in another country where she didn’t know how things worked. She was more than scared of going to look for another job because she didn't know if Tarquin had already stigmatized her as a thief which can be possible through the internet.
Ivy didn't stop crying, and eventually cried herself to sleep, not even bothered about pulling off her attire.
*
Tarquin walked into the meeting hall to meet the board members who were already sitting down, patiently waiting for him.
He didn't bother to greet nor exchange pleasantries with any of them.
"I am higher than all of them," He reminded himself as he sat down.
"Let's proceed," he announced coldly and his assistant placed the company documents in front of him.
"Good day, Mr Jones!" One of the board members said to him and then started addressing everyone without standing up which made him annoyed. Tarquin raised his hand, an indication for the board member to stop which he did.
"You ought to be on your feet if you want to address any matter here, except you all want me to walk out of this meeting which you don't want," Tarquin's voice was cold to the core because he was yet to get over that luggage theft situation which had stressed him out for days now.
The board members looked at themselves before the one who had been talking stood up.
Tarquin knew they were all cursing at him in their hearts, stating how petty and rude he was with little things he could overlook, but that's just who he is.
He might be rich, and powerful but he is equally petty and couldn’t let any single matter involving him slide, even if it wasn't necessary… you cannot even get away with the least of his properties nor offend him in any way and think he would overlook it.
No, that's not who he is, he didn't tolerate it, and all his employees should know that already.
The meeting continued when the man acted according to Tarquin's order.
Tarquin gave them the required documents when the board members asked him to submit them.
The board members all went through it and confirmed that it was the needed documents that were required before the company could be handed over to Tarquin which made him sigh in relief.
"We have seen the documents, Mr Jones… I can see that you are truly eligible to take over from your father as we have always looked forward to, but there is a last wish your father asked us to help fulfill before he passed on," another member of the board said and paused. He looked at others before looking at Tarquin.
Tarquin was already very impatient with their long speech and all he wanted at this moment was to be asked to sign the documents which would make him the legal owner of the company and his father's other properties, and also get to become the new chairman of his father's empire but hearing them mention a wish to lengthen everything made him agitated.
"What's the wish?" he asked impatiently, while trying not to flare up, he remembered his mom's words but he waved it off. He hated when he was being kept in suspense, and the one he was getting right now was trying to push him to the limit of his patience.
Tarquin looked at the board member who raised the issue of the wish but he wasn't saying anything. He didn't know if the board member was scared of saying his father's last wish but Tarquin didn't care because there's nothing he cannot take care of. Tarquin didn't want to get angry and make a fuss so he calmed himself down and asked again.
"What's the wish, I don't want to lose my temper because I don't understand the reason behind your silence after you mentioned that my father has a last wish," Tarquin said aloud angrily and the board member cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry, Mr Jones! Actually, your father wished you would get married before we hand over the company to you," the board member announced.
Tarquin felt himself becoming enraged, his temper was now boiling at its highest, and his eyes were already bloodshot. His mother had mentioned that during dinner but he thought she was joking.
Tarquin tried not to show how angry he was already, and looked down at the documents on the table, gritting his teeth in anger.
He knew why his father made that wish.
Before his father's death, Tarquin had mentioned to him that he would never get married because he was scared of being a bad husband and father to his children as his father was to him and his mother.
He feared that he would turn out to be like his father because his father's blood runs through his veins and his father knew that he was serious about it when he mentioned it at his sick bay.
Tarquin sighed and he couldn't help but regret ever making that revelation to his father. He heard a board member clear his throat but he didn't look up because he couldn't fathom how scary his eyes were going to be. He was boiling with rage and regret.
"He also added we should only make you temporarily own the company after your marriage, and until your marriage lasts up to a year without any crises, we shouldn't make you the permanent owner of the company. He also said_"
"Enough!" Tarquin barked, cutting him off, he had had enough. He stood up and started walking away to their surprise. His Assistant quickly packed the documents and went after him.
"Why is my father still cruel even after death?" Tarquin asked himself with a sigh as soon as he walked out of the company's premises.
"He must be kidding if he thinks that this is enough to stop me," He said to himself.
He entered his car and asked his driver to take the day off because he would be the one driving himself around that day.
He needed to clear his head and he only gets to clear his head when he drives. Tarquin drove out of the company, heading towards the outskirts of the city
>>>LATER IN THE EVENING<<<
Tarquin picked up his phone and called his Assistant after about three hours.
"Arrange a meeting with the lady who mistook my luggage thinking it was hers, I have an important offer for her," Tarquin informed John over the phone before ending the call.
He had thought about everything while driving and he decided to hire a temporary lady who would act as his wife until he fully took over his father's company.
Perhaps it was because Ivy was different from Christy and others; not a high-class whore like them and easy to tame... That was why he chose her.
Tarquin didn't know why he chose her who mistook his luggage as hers, maybe it was because he had an opportunity with her.
All he knew was that he just had to use the issue of the luggage exchange to make her agree to be his temporary wife until whenever he got his company and everything else.
Prepared and dressed to leave, Ivy took a long last look on the wall mirror in her room. Tarquin’s assistant John had contacted her that morning stating that Tarquin wanted to meet with her and sent an address. Ivy had been nervous after the call, she was afraid that he was going to take her to meet his lawyer and didn't want to honor his invitation at first but she later changed her mind, preparing for whatever it would turn out to be. She had spent the previous night drowning her sorrows in a bottle of wine, but the call from John that morning had given her a strange sense of strength and resolve. She knew she didn't have a lawyer or the money to fight this, but she was determined to face Tarquin head-on and talk this out like adults. They were both at fault, and she was ready to accept responsibility for her part in it. It wasn't going to be easy, but she was ready to face whatever came next. She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders, encouraging herself for the difficult
As Ivy paced back and forth, her heart was pounding in her chest. Today was the day she was going to get married, and she couldn't deny that she was terrified. She was scared of what marriage to Tarquin would mean. She remembered how she'd tried to act tough and challenge him, only to have him turn into a devil right before her eyes. In a moment of panic, she had signed the contract, but immediately regretted her actions. She had begged Tarquin to cancel everything, but he had refused. Now, she was stuck, and she didn't know what to do. Tarquin had made it clear that she wasn't getting out of this, and that there was no turning back. The deal was done, and she would have to live with the consequences. He told her to keep her copy of the contract safe, because without it, she wouldn't be able to leave the marriage. She sat in the room, watching as a team of maids fussed over her. It was a simple court wedding, but it felt like the biggest production. She didn't understand why they w
On hearing Ivy say stop, Tarquin somehow felt nervous that she was going to reject him in front of the guests and cancel the wedding. He clenched his fists, already thinking of how to deal with her if she had the nerve to do so. "I need to use the restroom," Ivy said and excused herself. One of the workers in the court followed her out to show her where the restroom was located. Tarquin signaled John to come over, John quickly did and he whispered in his ears. "Ask some of the guards to guide the restroom and stand by at every exit in case she wants to run away," John nodded, receiving his command before leaving to mobilize the guards to do so. Ivy thanked the worker who showed her the restroom and walked into one of them. Everywhere around the restroom was very quiet and calm, she slumped on the floor not minding her dress being messed up, and allowed the tears that had already gathered to flow down. She was regretting everything, the circumstances that brought them together, th
On getting home, the ankle pain had stopped and the swell had gone down a bit, making it easy for Ivy to walk inside. She headed straight to her room to take a bath and change. When she first got in, she saw a room decorated with lots of flowers which left her surprised. There were rose petals on the white bed, and a red bulb lit the place, blending with the white interior which made the room look beautiful. When she got into the bathroom, she saw Rose petals filled inside the bathtub. Ivy wondered who might have ordered all of this. She knew that Tarquin would never do it, she thought about his Mom, she was the one she thought. Ivy sighed, Mrs Caroline might be thinking they were going to consummate the night of their wedding but unknown to her Tarquin left while they were heading back home to wherever he had in mind and hadn't returned. Even if he didn't, he wasn't showing any interest like he was the type who loved intimacy and would want her at least to be intimate with him e
Tarquin relaxed back on the door looking at Ivy who was now restless. She quickly avoided his eyes as she looked away. "He is home, we are about to have dinner," Ivy replied. She heard Mrs. Caroline sigh in relief over the phone. "I thought he didn't go back home with you and had disobeyed me," Mrs Caroline said, getting Ivy confused. "Was there any time he didn't want to go back home with her?" Ivy thought. "Besides he didn't go home with her and left in the middle of the road," she thought to herself. "Alright, enjoy your dinner. I will come to your wedding party," Mrs. Caroline said and ended the call. "Wedding party?" Ivy wanted to ask but the call had already ended. She remembered Tarquin, who was still at the door of the room. He was looking intently at her. She was still feeling uncomfortable but didn't know what to do next. She adjusted her pajamas and decided to head downstairs to have dinner and at least breathe, she couldn't stand the sight of him. She wondered how
Ivy woke up with a stretch before opening her eyes, she looked around her surroundings like she had forgotten about it. She was spread out on the bed and the sheets were entwined and rough so was her hair when she touched it. She stood up and headed to the bedroom to wash her face. She had slept soundly unlike how she thought she would, she thought Tarquin was going to ask her to sleep in a different room or sleep on the couch or possibly on the ground. As she thought about this, she wondered where he had slept, she didn't find him in the room when she opened her eyes. Maybe he slept out or slept in a different room she thought but at the same time, she recalled him coming into the bedroom which had quickly driven her to sleep because she couldn't face him. Ivy sighed and stared at the reflection of her face in the mirror. Yesterday was crazy. She concluded and looked at her bandaged hand. "Was that how she was going to live the next 365 days of her life?" Under his dos and don't
"Mom!" Ivy called, startled to see Mrs Caroline as she approached them. It was then Tarquin looked up at the direction his Mom was heading from. He was equally surprised to see his mother too approaching them. "What are you doing, Ivy?" Mrs. Caroline asked as she noticed that Ivy was serving Tarquin and there was no servant around to do so. Ivy looked towards Tarquin who was looking intently at her before looking away towards Mrs. Caroline. She forced a smile. "I decided to serve my husband breakfast and asked all the servants to go get busy with other stuff," Ivy lied as she dropped the coffee cup in front of Tarquin. "Why? You should allow the servants to do their jobs, why will you stop them? Please sit," Mrs Caroline said. Ivy looked at Tarquin on hearing Mrs Caroline's words. She could see disapproval in his cold gaze as he continued looking at her. She declined and shook her head. "No, I will sit to have breakfast after making sure my husband is satisfied," Ivy said as poli
Tarquin finally stood up from the poolside and headed inside the house. He had finally gotten the privacy he craved, it was so stressful for him to start sharing his space with another person now. He isn't yet used to it and doesn't want to get used to it too.He walked into the bedroom and sat on the couch as he stared at the bed. He was still surprised at himself for allowing Ivy to sleep comfortably on the bed. The plan was to ask her to leave the guest room or sleep on the couch if she didn't want to leave the room. He became weak to ask her to leave when he walked in and found her sleeping comfortably like a baby on the bed, he was humane so he felt a little bit touched and decided to sleep out.He spent the night in his private space on the next floor where no servants are allowed to visit.Tarquin was agitated at his Mom, he didn't know why she was interfering in his affairs, if she would continue interfering in his affair, he would have no choice but to make Ivy's life more mi
FOUR YEARS LATER.Time flew by faster than anyone could expect. Four years ago was Morgan's wedding with John but now, they are parents of a three-year-old child, Khloe who was a friend of Tessa. They were present with Ivy in her orphanage, she began the orphanage three years ago and she named it after Ivan. The orphanage had children in it, they were well-fed and always happy. They loved Ivy so much because she always brought gifts anytime she left her office to see them. Ivy had people supervising the kids and their education. She also owned a school that one of Morgan's friends was running. The school was where children in the orphanage went to and it was also close to them. Ivy had given many children to parents who were willing to adopt and she made sure to do proper investigations before giving a child to any parent. She still tried to visit the child in those parent's houses to see how the child was faring, and if the kid was being mistreated or not. Just in three years, t
Months later.John and Morgan had suspended their wedding for a long while because of Ivan's death. They wanted Ivy to be in her right mind when everything was planned.It was the day of the wedding and Ivy was with a makeup artist who was dolling Morgan up.Morgan was already wearing her wedding dress and it was really beautiful. Ivy had helped her choose it and she was also chosen as her bride's maid."The makeup is turning out so beautiful." Ivy smiled, looking at Morgan who was truly gorgeous.Everything made her glow, from her dress to her hair and makeup, Morgan was perfect."Ivy, where is Tessa?" Morgan asked and opened their lips a little for the red lipstick to be added."She's with your mom who has been more than excited about everything," Ivy replied."I don't even know who's getting married between her and me," Morgan said, causing them to laugh."Stay still." The make-up artist instructed after laughing."Yeah, your mom is so sweet. When Tarquin and I decided to redo our
Tarquin was rushed to the hospital and so were the kids. Ivy refused to be admitted, so they only ran some checkups on her and treated her burns.After the treatment, she went to the waiting room and cried, being concerned about her husband and children.Ivy's hands were on her chest, she was feeling so scared and agitated. Tarquin was in danger as well as the twins, she was afraid of losing any of them."Please survive for my sake, please don't leave me." Ivy cried and her hands transferred to her face. "I love you all so much, don't leave me. I won't be able to bear it.""Please, don't leave me." Ivy cried and coughed boisterously.She grew up without a family, she thought her life was perfect till she met Tarquin who turned her world upside down. The arrogant and cold imbecile who became the most wonderful person in her life.The kids he gave her were the only reason why she didn't kill herself, why she didn't stop striving to stay alive. They were the reason why she wanted to meet
The Jones' home.Tarquin had called Ivy when he stayed a while in the office. It was unusual for her to not answer his calls. He called her a few more times but then he got no response, he ran like a madman to the house.Reaching there, he beeped his car horn numerous times for the gates to be opened but nothing happened.Tarquin got out of his car and went to the gate. To his horror, as he pushed it, it opened without much effort.He went inside and saw the guards on the floor, dead. His heart pounded greatly in his chest and it felt like his world was going to crumble before his face.Quickly, he ran into the house but there was no one. He saw the drops of blood and panicked the more."Shit, I shouldn't have left them alone!" Tarquin cried out and gripped his hair in regret.He wanted to stay back with his family, at least one more day before resuming work but he listened to Ivy. He thought that she was feeling a bit suffocated around him, that's why she told him to leave.He respec
Warehouse.Annabel took them to an abandoned warehouse that used to belong to her family. She tied Ivy up in that place and placed the twins on the bare and cold floor.Ivy didn't try defending herself too much because she was scared that Annabel would do something terrible to her children.The twins were crying on the floor and Annabel was annoyed with their cries."Oh shut up! Little brats." She spat bitterly. "It's because of you and these fools that I wasn't able to complete my mission."Ivy wanted to speak but her mouth was sealed, so she made muffled sounds."You wanna talk? What do you want to say, do you desire to beg me for your life or say your last prayer, which one?" Annabel asked with a smirk.Ivy nodded disorientedly, she had to say something, anything that could save her life and that of her children. She loved her kids so much and she preferred dying than seeing them get hurt.Annabel decided to fulfill her wish and make fun of her. She sauntered to Ivy who was tied to
The Jones' home.It was early in the morning and Ivy woke up early to make breakfast for Tarquin and herself but to her surprise, Tarquin was already in the kitchen making breakfast."That smells yummy." Ivy grinned and walked to him."Thank you, I'm making it with lots of love," Tarquin said, affectionately.Ivy smiled and pecked him on the cheek. He gave her a boyish smile and continued cooking."This is going to be delicious and you're going to lick your fingers once you dig in," Tarquin said."You mean that I would lick my plate till there's not even a single drop of sauce on it?" She raised an eyebrow, waiting for his reply."Yeah, there will also be a certain urge to even eat the plate too." Tarquin teased her.Ivy laughed and smacked his back playfully."Stop exaggerating."Tarquin chuckled and leaned closer to kiss her lips. Finally reaching her, he pressed his lips on hers and they both smiled."Are you feeling comfortable with that thing in you?" Tarquin asked, referring to
California.John and Morgan were walking on the side of the road, their hands were locked and they were talking.Morgan had been working for more than a week in the bank and it wasn't easy but he was already getting used to it."I hope no one mistreats you there, they have the right to hurt my baby," John said, feeling a little worried about her.Morgan smiled at him and swung his hands."They treat me well, especially my colleagues. Although I've met some impatient customers, everything has been fine. One of the colleagues collected my number and added me to a WhatsApp group, it's been so much fun.""I'm glad that you're enjoying it there. '' John beamed.They hadn't seen each other since she started working, so he hadn't had the chance to properly ask about her work experience."Morgan, if anyone harasses you there. Just tell me and I will dash there to bash their faces." John said and she laughed."I trust you. I know the lengths you can go for me and I can assure you that I've not
Italy~ Florence.Emma was eating with Fredrick, he had been a constant visitor to majorly satisfy her urge but he liked her.He had not related his feelings to her but he planned to."I don't feel like eating anymore, I don't have an appetite." Emma sighed and dropped her spoon.Since she found out about Ivy being alive, She had not been happy since then. It made her sad that her enemy was alive, she hated Ivy so much because she had ruined her plans from the beginning.It was because of Ivy that Tarquin became a little distant. It was also because of Ivy that she went to prison. If she hadn't intervened then Tarquin would have been paying for her crimes."Damn her!" Emma shrieked and banged her fists on the table, she had this anger surfing in her every time.She was like a volcano that kept erupting without warning."Damn who? What are you talking about?" Fredrick asked.He knew exactly what she, speaking about he only feigned ignorance."It's none of your business, I just need you,
Annabel, who was behind a tree, looked away from where Ivy was."You have guards, that was a clever move from Tarquin, a really smart one." her smirk slowly changed into a frown.It wouldn't be wise for her to contact anyone other than Emma. It was only Emma that she contacted when she escaped from the police.Annabel had overheard Morgan panicking about the coffee, this made her incredibly suspicious about their knowledge of her deeds.To be safe, she decided to leave the house, a night before the wedding.She didn't call Emma at that time but waited for the next day to see what would happen. She entered a cab and told the driver to stay a little bit far from her house.It was surprising to see the cops at the house and John with them. She had made a good decision by running away.Shelodged into a hotel, wore a disguise, and also used a fake identity.After a while, she started monitoring Tarquin and to her shock, she saw Ivy.Ivy was alive. She never expected it to turn out like tha