“What nonsense!” Ava yelled in anger.
Coming back from her trip to hear the buzzing lies about Emily was not something she could have ever imagined. Her body vibrated with anger. “I'm going to fish out whoever started this trend of lies.” Emily sighed from her seat. “You can't, it's anonymous. That's the basic purpose of the gossip site.” Ava scoffed loudly, “Oh Please, it's nothing a hacker can't dig out. I'll teach the idiot a lesson.” “Please don't, it will only make things worse.” Ava softened at her friend's words. “But I can't just let them bully you and get away with it. I need to make an example out of someone.” Emily let out a small smile. “I can take care of myself.” Ava scoffed, “Fine but I'll be releasing a statement.” It was lunchtime when Ava's statement was released. Before then, Lydia felt high on the success of her little scheme. She gloated in satisfaction watching the whole canteen talk about Emily. Many people from other departments had since joined their lunch table in hopes of getting first hand gist about Emily. “I can't believe she walks around with an innocent face when she is like that.” Someone spoke to Lydia's hearing. “Innocent looking girls are the worst.” Another added. “I knew there was something fishy about her since I first set my eyes on her. She has that backstabbing look.” The gossip and charters were brought to a stop by a sudden yelling. “Miss Hasting has released a statement.” The hall erupted in excited charters as people rushed for their phones. Lydia’s face brightened up in satisfaction. She couldn’t believe her hard work had yielded such quick results. Unlike the others, she didn't rush for her phone. What was the point? After all it would certainly be news of Emily’s termination from the company. In just a few seconds, the canteen erupted in commotion. She was unable to stop herself from grinning while her ears strayed alert to hear the identity of Emily's lover. “Can you believe this?” “ I can't. Who would have thought that Miss Hasting and Emily are friends.” Lydia's smile was wiped off in a flash. “What?” “Yeah, I feel bad for whoever started that rumor. Their days in this company are numbered.” “Did you say numbered? Forget it, their days are over. Everyone knows Alex Hasting doesn't play about his sister, he might come for their heads.” Lydia felt her heart break in fright. With shaking hands, she grabbed her phone and began to search for the released statement. She felt her brain go dizzy as she read; “It has come to my notice that employees of this company belong to a gossip forum that has been used to spread false rumors about an employee of this company. I am appalled by these distasteful actions. I personally hired and begged my good friend, Emily Byrce, to join this company. It's disheartening that some one could spread such lies about a person of her character. If anyone has a problem with her employment, then they can come to me. Similar incidents shall not be tolerated in the future and shall lead to the shutting down of the forum as well as fishing out the culprits.” She couldn't bring herself to read the rest of it. Emily and her Boss are friends? The chilling information replayed over and over again in her head. The canteen was anything but hot, yet she began to feel beads of sweat dripping under her garment. If the rumor was traced back to her, she could very well kiss her rising career goodbye. For the first time in ages, she found herself gripped by fear. The News of Ava and Emily's friendship spread like wildfire, somehow becoming a source of excitement. “If she's friends with Miss Ava, does that mean she has a close relationship with Mr Alex?” “I heard she's Miss Ava’s best friend.Of course she’ll have a close relationship with Mr Alex. Gosh!! I'm so Jealous.” Emily stepped into the office just in time to catch the words, and couldn't help but wonder in amazement at how people were able to fabricate tales from their imagination. Everyone went silent as soon as they saw her yet their eyes remained fixed on her every move. She had barely sat still for five minutes before Anna slowly dragged her legs to her. “Emily,” she called, unsure of what her reaction would be. Emily raised her brow in questions yet gave a polite response. “Anna.” Anna drew in a sigh of relief and began to ramble at once. “Emily, I'm sorry for not asking you about the matter. I should…..”. Before Anna could finish, Sean chimed in from beside them. “Yes Emily, I'm sorry too. I should not have doubted you for a second. Please forgive us. We’re deeply sorry.” Emily silently eyed them before speaking out. “If Miss Ava didn't defend me, will neither of you have come to apologize?” Both bowed their heads in shame, including some of their colleagues who could overhear their conversations. Emily continued. “I hope this is a lesson to you and others. Don't spread lies and rumors about people. And don't judge them by what others have told you.” From the other side of the office, Lysia watched the show with boiling blood. Her eyes remained fixed on Emily with growing hatred until the buzzing of her phone pulled her away. It was Sophie. Lydia grabbed her phone and bounced out of the office. “Did it work?” Sophie eagerly asked as soon as she picked up. “No,” the heavy word slipped out. “What? What happened?” Sophie asked in irritation, trying not to explode in anger. “She’s friends with my boss.” “What?” “She’s good friends with Miss Hasting and was defended by her. Miss Hasting has promised to fire anyone who spreads more rumors about Emily.” Before Sophie could make sense of everything, Lydia added. “Look, I’ve gotta go now. But you need to see something.” Sophie felt her hands tremble as she stared at the photo of Emily and Wesley. She smashed the phone on the ground and let out a loud shrill. Sophie Parks who was in the kitchen making her a hot porridge ran dashed towards her precious daughter. “Sophie” she called loudly with a panicked expression. Sophie continued to scream. Susan trembled in fear. “Sophie, what's wrong? Is it the baby? Should I call 911, should I call Wesley?” As soon as Sophie heard Wesley’s name, She burst into loud wails. Susan’s heart crushed to see her child like that. She quickly cuddled her, “What’s wrong baby? Did he hurt you?” “I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her.” “Kill who, baby? What are you saying?” Like a deranged person, Sophie yelled. “I'm going to destroy you, Emily. I will ruin you.”Emily walked into the company with two paper cups of fresh hot coffee–One for her, the other for Ava. She stumbled but caught herself just in time before any of the coffee could spill. Unfortunately, she couldn't save her phone in time. She picked up the fallen phone with a sigh and began inspecting it for any damage. Distracted, she barely gave her surroundings a glance. The next moment, she felt herself bumping into a wall and down went the two cups. Emily watched in horror as the coffee spilled on the figure’s hand—down to his suit and Italian shoe. She yelped in horror, also expecting the victim of her carelessness to scream in pain but was met with silence. Her eyes sought the identity of this superhero while she began to ramble out an apology. “I am so…” the words froze mid air as her eyes settled on his face. She was fucked! Emily lost her tongue and a wave of cold nervousness drenched her. For a second he remained still, glaring at her with
Emily’s PovAva was right. Dinner was literally to die for. Whoever the magnificent chef was, he deserved what Mr Dark Heart was paying. After the death glare, he returned back to pouring his attention on his sister while Ezra and I continued to make small talks. I was grateful when dinner came to and. At least it meant I would be leaving the dark and gloomy mansion too. Like the weirdo he was, Alex stood up and walked out without another word. Ava and Ezra began to clear the table and when I tried to join in, they immediately stopped me. “You're a guest, Emily. Don't worry we've got this.” Said Ezra with a slight wink. I tried to protest but Ava stopped me. “C’mon Em, we've got this. Why don't you take a tour of the house! We’ll be back as soon as we run this by the washer.” Defeated, I muttered “Okay.” After they were gone, I decided to take Ava's advice and take a little tour of the house. Like the tables, plates and cutleries were, everything in the
Emily's Pov I blinked at the two approaching figures.“It couldn't be.” I thought to myself. But as they came to a raging halt before me, I knew it was really them. “Why did you block us, Emily?” Susan’s eyes went over me with contempt. I considered ignoring their presence but decided against it. “I didn't block you. I changed my contact.” I replied calmly. “That's no way to talk to your mother.” My eyes landed on Jane's face— her signature horrendous makeup and silly words made me chuckle. “Mother? Has your old brain forgotten the night I was disowned?” Both of them gasped. Their faces mirrored a mix of horror and surprise. “How dare you talk to your family that way?” Susan said, pointing her finger to my face. I shoved her hand away with a scoff. “We cut ties that night” I eyed Jane's figure. “And I'm no longer married to your son. How are we family?” If they were shocked before, they were now completely horrified. “You…” Susan tried to point agai
“What?” The chorus came from Wesley and the two senior editors. With a smirk, Emily reiterated herself. “I'm sorry, this manuscript cannot be published. It's not good enough.” Wesley jumped to his feet, seething with anger. “Emily, are you crazy? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?” “Mr Wesley, please calm down. I'm sure there's been a mistake somewhere.” Jane–one of the editors said, trying to pacify him. The second editor, Kent, also jumped in. “Yes, there's got to be some sort of mistake. Emily, you know this is Wesley Sterling, one of the best authors out there. He has written so many bestsellers, how can you say his work is not good enough?” Emily stared into Wesley’s eyes with a mocking gaze. “I know Mr Wesley has written many bestsellers but this one doesn't cut it. I think he needs to write something else.” He flipped out. “How dare you insult me? Is this what they do at Hasting? I demand another editor. And I want her fired!” Everytime he
“Congratulations, you're pregnant.” Emily stared blankly at the doctor, wondering if she had heard right. “What?” “You're pregnant.” The doctor reiterated with a smile. A ball of joy went off in her heart. “Oh my God!! I'm pregnant..are you sure? Is this for real?” The doctor handed over the test results to her. “I'm sure. You're pregnant, Mrs Sterling.” She received the paper with trembling hands. It was right there. Her eyes went over the positive remark a million times. It didn't change. Emily jumped to her feet. “Oh my God!! I can't believe this, I'm really pregnant.” She could feel her tears of joy threatening to spill. The doctor only grinned at the excited woman. “I have to tell my husband. Thank you so much.” She was almost jumping as she left the Doctor's office. At once, she dug out her phone from her purse and dialed her husband's number. It rang while she drummed her nails against her thighs with impatience. One ring,two ,three and
Emily felt paralyzed. She blinked repeatedly at the sight before her,wishing it was all a figment of her imagination. It wasn't. “Sophie” She managed to whisper. Her sister stared back at her with no remorse or shame. None of the cheaters looked shocked to have been discovered. Emily's mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts, trying to process everything. Never in a million did she imagine that Wesley could cheat on her and with no other person than her blood sister. She felt her heart ache from the betrayal. “How….how could you?” She mumbled,the words feeling heavy in her mouth. “Ermm….Emily,would you excuse us?We need to get dressed.” Wesley blurted out. Emily felt her mouth drop open in another wave of shock. “What?” Wesley repeated himself “Emily, don't make this harder than it needs to be. Go downstairs,we'll come meet you after dressing up.” Emily couldn't believe her ears. She caught them in bed and that was all he had to say. “Emily, please go down
“You're awake.” A strange man in white muttered to Emily with a smile. Emily frowned, wondering he was and where she was. As her vision and sense of environment became clearer, she realized she was in the hospital and the strange man was a doctor. She tried to sit up but was stopped by the doctor. “Please, you need all the rest you can get.” She frowned, looking around her and taking in the IV drip that was connected to her veins. Her memory was hazy. She sought answers from the doctor. “What happened?” “You were involved in an accident Miss. You've been unconscious for three days.” The memories came flooding back. She remembered walking in on her sister and husband. She remembered her parents disowning her and her running away before she was blinded by the car lights. Emily felt a chill down her spine as she recalled the painful accident. “I've been unconscious for three days?” “Yes,” the doctor replied,looking uncomfortable. Emily wondered. It took
Emily stared at the unknown number, wondering who the caller was. After a few minutes of hesitation, she picked up the call. “Hello,” a female voice came from the other end. Emily thought it sounded familiar as she said back an “Hello” “Is this Emily?” the voice asked. “Yes,” She answered, still wondering who her mysterious caller was. At once,the female voice that was filled with hesitation turned into a loud excited voice. “Oh my God!! Emily,it's me, Ava.” Recognition hit her at once. It really was Ava, her good friend from college who had traveled outside the country. “Ava” she whispered back in surprise. “Yes, it's me. I just flew back in yesterday. I've missed you so much. Where are you? How have you been? We have a lot of catching up to do.” Emily didn't know what to reply to the barrage of questions. How was she? With everything that had happened to her over the past few days,she didn't know how to respond to that. “I'm…Errm….I think I'm
“What?” The chorus came from Wesley and the two senior editors. With a smirk, Emily reiterated herself. “I'm sorry, this manuscript cannot be published. It's not good enough.” Wesley jumped to his feet, seething with anger. “Emily, are you crazy? You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?” “Mr Wesley, please calm down. I'm sure there's been a mistake somewhere.” Jane–one of the editors said, trying to pacify him. The second editor, Kent, also jumped in. “Yes, there's got to be some sort of mistake. Emily, you know this is Wesley Sterling, one of the best authors out there. He has written so many bestsellers, how can you say his work is not good enough?” Emily stared into Wesley’s eyes with a mocking gaze. “I know Mr Wesley has written many bestsellers but this one doesn't cut it. I think he needs to write something else.” He flipped out. “How dare you insult me? Is this what they do at Hasting? I demand another editor. And I want her fired!” Everytime he
Emily's Pov I blinked at the two approaching figures.“It couldn't be.” I thought to myself. But as they came to a raging halt before me, I knew it was really them. “Why did you block us, Emily?” Susan’s eyes went over me with contempt. I considered ignoring their presence but decided against it. “I didn't block you. I changed my contact.” I replied calmly. “That's no way to talk to your mother.” My eyes landed on Jane's face— her signature horrendous makeup and silly words made me chuckle. “Mother? Has your old brain forgotten the night I was disowned?” Both of them gasped. Their faces mirrored a mix of horror and surprise. “How dare you talk to your family that way?” Susan said, pointing her finger to my face. I shoved her hand away with a scoff. “We cut ties that night” I eyed Jane's figure. “And I'm no longer married to your son. How are we family?” If they were shocked before, they were now completely horrified. “You…” Susan tried to point agai
Emily’s PovAva was right. Dinner was literally to die for. Whoever the magnificent chef was, he deserved what Mr Dark Heart was paying. After the death glare, he returned back to pouring his attention on his sister while Ezra and I continued to make small talks. I was grateful when dinner came to and. At least it meant I would be leaving the dark and gloomy mansion too. Like the weirdo he was, Alex stood up and walked out without another word. Ava and Ezra began to clear the table and when I tried to join in, they immediately stopped me. “You're a guest, Emily. Don't worry we've got this.” Said Ezra with a slight wink. I tried to protest but Ava stopped me. “C’mon Em, we've got this. Why don't you take a tour of the house! We’ll be back as soon as we run this by the washer.” Defeated, I muttered “Okay.” After they were gone, I decided to take Ava's advice and take a little tour of the house. Like the tables, plates and cutleries were, everything in the
Emily walked into the company with two paper cups of fresh hot coffee–One for her, the other for Ava. She stumbled but caught herself just in time before any of the coffee could spill. Unfortunately, she couldn't save her phone in time. She picked up the fallen phone with a sigh and began inspecting it for any damage. Distracted, she barely gave her surroundings a glance. The next moment, she felt herself bumping into a wall and down went the two cups. Emily watched in horror as the coffee spilled on the figure’s hand—down to his suit and Italian shoe. She yelped in horror, also expecting the victim of her carelessness to scream in pain but was met with silence. Her eyes sought the identity of this superhero while she began to ramble out an apology. “I am so…” the words froze mid air as her eyes settled on his face. She was fucked! Emily lost her tongue and a wave of cold nervousness drenched her. For a second he remained still, glaring at her with
“What nonsense!” Ava yelled in anger. Coming back from her trip to hear the buzzing lies about Emily was not something she could have ever imagined. Her body vibrated with anger.“I'm going to fish out whoever started this trend of lies.” Emily sighed from her seat. “You can't, it's anonymous. That's the basic purpose of the gossip site.” Ava scoffed loudly, “Oh Please, it's nothing a hacker can't dig out. I'll teach the idiot a lesson.” “Please don't, it will only make things worse.” Ava softened at her friend's words. “But I can't just let them bully you and get away with it. I need to make an example out of someone.” Emily let out a small smile. “I can take care of myself.” Ava scoffed, “Fine but I'll be releasing a statement.” It was lunchtime when Ava's statement was released. Before then, Lydia felt high on the success of her little scheme. She gloated in satisfaction watching the whole canteen talk about Emily. Many people from other dep
“There she is, that's her.” Emily's brows furrowed in confusion as she watched the young ladies scurry off with whispers.Were they talking about her? “No, it can't be.” She thought to herself.From the elevator ride to the hallways, it kept feeling like people were giving her stares and whispers. As soon as she stepped into the office, it went dead silent with all eyes fixated on her. Emily's heart felt heavy and her steps became hard. What had she done? The whispers began. “She has the guts to show her face here.” “It knew there was something incredibly off about her.” “There's no way she's not getting fired. So many people have lodged complaints about her.” Just as she took her seat, Sean rushed to her. “Is it true?” he asked with eager eyes and alarmed ears. “What are you talking about?” Emily asked in genuine confusion. Sean handed her his phone. Emily's hands trembled as she stared at the screen. It was the company's anonymous gossip forum and some
“The company has decided to sign Wesley. I just wanted to give you a heads up.” “That's a little too late.” Emily thought to herself while staring at the sight before her. “Hello, Emily are you there?” Ava's worried voice boomed over the phone. “Let me call you back.” Emily replied in a soft tone before stepping into the dreadful elevator ride, ignoring the surprise on their faces. She had barely taken a breath before the drama began. “Emily, what are you doing here?” Sophie asked, still shocked by the sight of her. Emily treated her words like air. Wesley, also recovering from his shock, mouthed. “Your sister's talking to you Emily. What are you doing here?” His eyes went over her smart outfit, noting how good she looked. Sophie did not miss the look of admiration. Her eyes darkened but she maintained her facade. She tried to hug Emily but the latter moved away. Sophie feigned a heartbroken face. Wesley immediately grabbed her, sending a glare to Em
“OMG!! He's trending again!!” “Who?” “Mr Hasting. Everyone check your phones.” The commotion was enough to momentarily pull Emily away from work. She glanced at her chatty coworkers and decided it was probably them fawning over Alex again. She had barely refocused on work when Sean ran to her with the juicy news. “Have you seen it?” Before she could mutter a response, he cut her off. “Forget it. Judging by the look on your face, you haven't seen it. Here.” he spoke, placing his phone in her hands. She was left with no choice than to watch the so-called trending video. A first glance at it, and she couldn't help but cringe at the sight of Alex kicking someone away. “Why does he always have to be horrible?” she thought to herself in disgust and disbelief. The camera zoomed in on the woman's face and Emily's brain lit up in recognition. It was Kelly Riggs, the same author that had just been dropped by the company. Kelly had been dropped after a vi
Her face lit up with excitement. They say opportunity comes but once and she had every intention of making use of her opportunity. As she got into the elevator with Alex, she couldn't help but take peeks at his cold hard face. He was perfect in every aspect. A baby from him would be her ticket out of hard life and she was going for that ticket. The elevator door stopped at a small hallway with no one in sight. It was at the top of the building and had two exclusive bedrooms the club had reserved for him and Ezra. Although Ezra made use of his every night, it was the first time Alex was going to use his. He walked quietly while her heels noisily lagged behind him. He placed his hand on a pad beside the door. It scanned his fingerprints and the door automatically opened up. The room was dimly lit, spacious and consciously decorated in a way that was meant to stimulate sexual drive. She took in the luxurious room, smiling to herself at the feeling of the soft bed