Seeing the frown on Mia’s face, Darren followed her gaze and saw his watch. Moments later he realised what she was thinking. “ this is a fake, I got it from a friend” he whispered beside her ears “but I usually wear it to look cool , I didn’t expect you would notice it”
Darren removed the watch and put it inside his pocket.
“It looks real tho” Mia smiled and stepped back covering her flaming ears.
Darren was leaning closer and she could feel his breath blowing in her ear as he spoke.
As Mia thought about it she realised it’s normal for Darren to have a street friend who sells fake things.
She breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment Mia had freaked out, thinking Darren had done something illegal to make money.
She knew nothing about the man she was getting married to, except he was a poor man who was jobless.
Darren knitted his brows. He had heard the daughter of the Thompson family had several boyfriends and hung out with different men all the time. The girl before him shyness seemed to surprise him.
“The bridegroom is here, why hasn’t the wedding started yet?” Asked the sweet voice of a woman.
Eva grinned and walked forward, holding her boyfriend's arm “since the bridegroom is here let me introduce my boyfriend to you,” she said deliberately raising her voice a decibel higher.
“This is Mark Grey, the eldest son of the Grey family. We are a family. Mark and I can help you in the future.”
Mark hurriedly lowered his eyes. It was almost as though he was too ashamed to meet Mia’s gaze, the guilt of what he had done to her kept toturing him and thought of even looking at her in the eyes made him feel extremely ashamed.
When Mia saw Mark arrive with Eva she felt nothing. So she pretended it was their first time to meet and commented lightly, “ nice introduction, but your current boyfriend is different from the one I saw last week I wonder if you are going to be with him or not next week”
Mark's feigned smile instantly went stiff.
Smiling embarrassedly, Eva then shot Mia a murderous look and quickly changed the subject. “Anyways if you both are nice to us, I could talk to Mark so he could let Darren work at the Greg’s company. I’m sure they’d be willing to take him in even if he doesn’t know any technical skills, maybe he can do the chores like mopping the floor and other cleaning jobs. After all, it's better to have any kind of job than sitting around idly after getting married.”
Mia stole a nervous glance at Darren, unexpectedly he didn’t seem to mind such insulting words, he simply broke into a warm smile and waved his hands dismissively “ no thanks, I’d like roaming around outside.”
Without getting the reaction she expected, Eva’s face fell and she returned to her seat sulkily, dragging Mark along with her.
Darren didn’t care about a little Girl running her lousy mouth, he knew deep down that he could make the entire Greg family bankrupt and make them work for him as cleaners.
But he didn’t care because these were his least worries, he just wanted to finish up with the wedding as fast as possible and leave this environment.
Soon the priest arrived and hastily finished the wedding.
After the wedding was over, Darren and Mia send their goodbyes to the Thompsons family before heading out.
Eva was definitely not feeling this wedding, she wanted to embrass both couples by mocking their financial situation, but she ended up getting displeased because she did not get the reaction she wanted from both couple and it pissed her off so much.
Meanwhile, Mia felt relieved that she was finally leaving the Thompson mansion, during her stay there since she was little she never had a peaceful moment, the mother and Daughter Trio never let her.
Now that she was married to Darren, she knew she was now completely free from their clutches, the only thing keeping her and them now is the money Lydia promised to give her once she got married to Darren. And now she was married to Darren she would go to the Thompsons mansion to collect the money once she had settled down at her new residence with Darren.
Darren took Mia to a small house in the suburb.
The place was small, old and shabby but at least they had a house to return to. The house looked empty but it was neatly cleaned and hoarded only the basic necessities.
She felt they were recent additions to the house simply because of the wedding.
Darren was a tall,muscular man. The narrow space somehow looked smaller after he came in.
“This is my house, make do with it,” Darren shrugged casually. He didn’t seem embarrassed in the slightest.
“Yes it is a small house and it looks tidy, so yes it can accommodate the two of us.”
Mia was honest. Although the house looked shabby, Darren had maintained it well. The yard looked neat and the house looked spotless, however it didn’t feel like a home, it was too empty perhaps because only Darren stayed here.
Mia looked around, she saw that Darren had taken off his suit jacket and put it on a wooden chair. He unbuttoned his white sleeve shirt. She trailed her gaze across his body and saw the toned muscles under his shirt. It looked like he had been working out regularly.
Mia wondered how a poor man could have this flawless skin that even the rich would do a lot of work to get, Mia could not help but admire the perfect creation of God.
Sensing her gaze, Darren turned his gaze and met her anxious eyes. He stopped and walked towards her. “ You've had a busy day, Do you want to take your shower first?”he asked intently.
“You better take your bath first, I can wait” Mia subconsciously took some steps back as if trying to protect herself from an enemy. She looked like a trapped little bird, struggling hard to hide her panic. Darren stood upright and looked at Janet She looked like a deer caught in a headlight. Darren looked at her and chuckled “don’t be a nervous kitten, I won’t eat you also I need to discuss something with you.” Mia crossed her hands over her chest and hesitantly walked over to him, she didn’t want to be associated with this man in any way. Everything was happening too fast, she was married to a man she just met at the wedding. She wondered what would be of her now that she was married? she didn’t know anything about marriage, she never had a Mother or Father that would teach her those aspects. These were the reasons she needed to find her family, she always wanted a parental relationship but she got none.She was determined to find her parents and she always prayed deep down th
Mia was startled, “if I’m not Eva Thompson who else can I be? It’s such a lame question” she said jokingly Mia had married Darren as Eva Thompson, if she messed up the plan Lydia would not give her the money she needed to pay the private investigator who would help her look for her parents. So she had to pretend to be her little sister Eva, once she got the money from the Thompson she would still keep her end of the deal because on No situation could Darren ever find out she’s not Eva but the adoptive daughter. Darren still had a frown placed on his face. The situation looked confusing. He wondered if Mia could be pretending to be nice at first and later show her true colours, but he also knew when a person was pretending to be nice and he most definitely knew Mia was not pretending but he knew something was not right here also. “It was a casual question, just forget about it.” Darren picked up his suit jacket and stepped back “I have finished saying what I want to say. Do you have
It was rare for Mia to have a pleasant dream lately. In this particular one, she found her parents, though she could not see the faces clearly but she had this family feeling with them. They went home together and life seemed all bright and peaceful. However, the blaring sound of the ringtone interrupted her dream. Mia sat up on the bed and stared at the strange environment in a daze. It took a while for her to finally remember she was married, she couldn’t adapt to the change yet. As soon as she opened the door of the bedroom, her gaze fell on Darren curling up on the sofa, hugging a pillow. The sofa was too small for his huge body. His legs were dangling out, and a grey blanket was wrapped around him. The sunlight cast a glow on his flawless features, making him look like a Greek God. Mia was glad to know that Darren didn’t make a move on her last night, so she relaxed her guard around him. Mia smiled to herself and walked into the kitchen. There were eggs, bacon and bread in t
The taxi stopped outside the Thompson family’s villa. Mia hurried out and rang the doorbell. Now that she was married to Darren as promised, she decided to ask her adoptive parents for the money they had promised her, After all she did all this so she could find her real parents. Lydia was sitting in the parlour sipping a glass of juice. She looked up at Mia and smiled faintly, “how are you getting along with Darren? You just got married yesterday. So what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at your new house? Or hold up, Did something happen? Tell me now!” She didn’t utter the word of money and acted like they didn’t talk about money, which pissed Mia off. Mia looked at her sternly, “I’m here to get the money, that you promised me that you would give me the money as soon as I marry Darren.” Lydia placed the glass of juice on the table. She didn’t plan on giving Mia the money. It was a tactic to persuade Mia. Mia and Darren are married now. Mia wouldn’t even be Anne to do anyt
“Something came up, that’s why I’m late,” Darren stood outside the door exuding a powerful aura, making it impossible for Mia to step forward. “Why are you here? I want to go back so just get out of my way.” Mia said broken with anger and sadness. Seeing her red teary eyes, Darren looked at everyone in the living room. Then he gently grasped her wrist. “There’s no hurry.” He took Mia back into the living room. James put the bags on the table and opened them one after the other. After displaying everything on the table, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and retreated behind Darren. James was tired of exerting all his physical strength to do his job. Mia’s eyes widened in shock when she looked at all the expensive gifts. Expensive jewelry, watch,wine and other rare antiques dazzled under the light’s. She wondered if these gifts were also knock offs, like Darren’s expensive watch and suit he had gotten from his friend. Although the Thompson family wasn’t the most powerful fam
“Darren, you must have misunderstood things here, " I scolded my daughter in a fit of anger. It doesn’t mean anything,” Lydia flashed a sweet smile, her eyes still fixed on the expensive gift placed on the table. “I don’t want to hear any explanation.” Darren looked at them indifferently. He was in no mood to listen to their stupid justification. Seeing that, James ran over and quickly packed everything and took the bags away. Darren didn’t say anything more. He held Mia’s hand and left Thomason's family villa. Lydia and Eva could not do anything but watch as the couple left them in the dust. Darren finally let go of Mia’s hand when they got outside. His face softened as he looked at her. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were going to see your parents?”Mia wanted to ask her adoptive parents for the money they had promised her, so she couldn’t take Darren with her. “I didn’t plan on visiting them in the first place” she lied. “ I happened to take this route, so I decided to drop
After returning home, Mia began applying for a job. After the conversation with her adoptive parents that morning, Mia understood that she could not rely on them or the money they had promised her. Mia had majored in design, she had graduated with flying colours this year. She was a popular face in the university because of her outstanding designs. She was supposed to apply for a job earlier this year as her classmates did, however her applications had been delayed because she had been looking for her parents. After sorting out her portfolio and resume, she sent them to reputable companies. Considering Mia was a gold medalist and had received several accolades, she received interview calls within a few days. “Ohh my God! This is unbelievable.” She clamped her mouth with excitement and stared at the computer. A black invitation was flashing on the screen. It was an interview from Preston Group. Everyone revered the design department of the unity group. Fashion and jewellery des
“Why ? What’s wrong? You had given a new graduate to write an examination we had prepared for experienced professional designers,” the other female interviewer eyed Marry with suspicion. She picked up the resume that Mary had thrown away and went through the pages. “Mia seem like a promising candidate. She is better than all her peers. We can’t afford to loose such a talent. Due to your personal reasons against her.” Mary anxiously bit her lips “ why would I have anything against her?” She shrugged trying to sound indifferent. “There were many bad rumors about when we were at college. She isn’t as innocent as she seems. During her freshman year, Mia would roam around stealing other people’s boyfriends. I know her better than u guys. She has a bad reputation. We can’t afford to take the risk of recruiting her.”“Oh, I see. We trust your judgement lf that’s truly how she is, then you are right we can’t afford the risk. We can’t recruit her, if you hadn’t explained me, it would have seem
Mia picked up the design draft she had submitted and carefully examined it. “The design is in complete accordance with the requirements they asked for. I’m surprised they had rejected it. Maybe because I’m too inexperienced to understand where I had gone wrong, Ma pls give me some advice, or perhaps just choose someone else's designs.” Not only Mia, the director was also equally surprised and confused. She looked at the design and shook her head, “ I can’t give you any advice, I think this draft design is also good. That's why I chose it and presented it to the client. Well frankly, if a client is not happy with our design, they can reject it right away. They usually ask us to modify it based on their requirements. I can’t believe they rejected our design without giving a proper explanation this time.” “Then what do we now?” Mia asked hesitantly. “Since we can’t figure out the reason, let’s go to their company and ask them why they rejected it. It would be better to talk to them
“Wow,” Mia said breathlessly. “It’s beautiful….and it looks expensive.” All of a sudden, she sighed. “Don’t tell me you spent a fortune on me again” “Don’t worry, it didn’t cost much. I got it from a friend.” Darren said affectionately, lying as easily as breathing. As he spoke he ran his fingers across the woman’s slender waist restlessly. It never occurred to her that the gem in front of her was a real diamond. And how could it be real? If it was, Darren had to be extremely rich. Eyeing her twinkling gemstone, she said awe, “ Technology these days must be amazing, it looks like a real diamond.” Darren looked at her cute face and had to hold back a smile that kept tugging at the Corner of his lips. Lowering his head so she couldn’t see his face, he took the diamond ring out of the bottom and slipped it onto her index finger. Her fair, slender finger made the diamond pop out even more. Delighted, he nibbled her neck and whispered “you’re right. It does look real.” “Ouch! Hey!” M
It was July now, and the first and the first wave of scorching summer heat rolled over seacisco. The days were longer and the sun set later. Mia came home one day just as the sun was sinking in the horizon. The warm yellow light flooded the apartment, illuminating everything in a hazy glow. In the kitchen the man was cooking something that smelled delicious. “Why are you home early?” Mia hid her surprise as she walked to the kitchen slowly. Piping hot dumplings bounded on the pot as Darren flipped them over with the light flick of his wrist. Afterwards, he turned off the gas and transferred the dumplings to a plate, then fetched a pair of bowls and chopsticks. “Have dinner with me, why are you just standing there?” “Okay.” Mia said without protest. As Darren set the table, she sat down hesitantly. Staring at the steaming dumplings in her bowl, she commented in surprise, “you can even make dumplings?” Darren pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her. In the setting sun, his us
The next day, Mia went to the company early in the morning. Darren couldn’t sleep well that night. When he went to brush his teeth the next morning, he looked at himself in the mirror and found three red marks on his forehead. He could neither cover it with a mask, nor did he have long hair to hide it. He had no choice but to go out this way. There was a meeting for the senior executives in the Preston group today. Everyone was well prepared for the meeting with a solemn look on their faces. Micheal sat down on the left, idly rotating a pen on his fingers. Just then, the room of the meeting room flew open. Darren walked in, wearing a dark blue suit, followed by his assistant James. Who was carrying a laptop and the necessary documents for the meeting. He excluded his usual majestic aura. However, the red marks on his cold face seemed to catch everyone’s attention. Everyone stared at Darren with bated breath as if they had seen a ghost. They wondered who had scratched the CEO of
Darren’s nose cringed. He felt the urge to trash away the books into the garbage, but after a moment of hesitation he picked one and read it. His knitted brows didn’t loosen until he put it down. The content of the books were even more shocking than their titles. Darren felt the need to wash his eyes after reading it. But perhaps the books were t completely useless. There were common themes in all the books. Whenever the hero and heroine quarreled, they would solve the problem by making passionate love. The hero would always push the heroine down forcefully and kiss her, and things would escalate until they made it to their bed. Then all their problems would be solved.Darren frowned slightly wondering if he should also give it a try. At night, Mia wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began working on her designs. Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen, she painted at ease, drawing bold, confident strokes. The window was open,
“Do you have the flower shop's phone number? Ask if the flowers can be returned.” After clearing the petals on the floor, Mia laid a pile of flowers on the dining table. Darren painstakingly removed all the candles from the floor and made a call to have his men take the flowers away. It was already midnight by the time they finished cleaning. Exhausted, Mia leaned against the sofa. “I was able to get this much back from the flower shop.” With one hand in his pocket, Darren walked over to Mia and put a wad of cash next to her. “Why are you giving it to me? It’s your money.” Mia looked tired, but her tone was as cold as it was that morning. As she spoke, she dumped the money on the coffee table and then got up to walk to her room, before closing the door behind her, she stole one last glance at the man. Truth be told, she was delighted to have received flowers from Darren. She had never seen so many flowers before, let alone the fact that they were from Darren.But the most impo
There was a woman nestled in Micheal’s arms. He squinted sleepily and spoke in a voice that didn’t sound completely sober. “You can’t do this to me. It’s seven o’clock in the morning. Even servants should have time to rest.” “I’m not joking. Hurry up and find a way to help me. I can’t sleep until this problem is solved.” As he spoke, Darren sullenly stared at the scenery framed by the window. “Okay, okay. Just give me a minute, will you?” Micheal struggled to climb out of bed and lumbered to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. Then, when he was fully awake, he returned and said “buddy, I can tell from just a glance that your wife’s a little tricky. I’ve seen her a couple of times. She looked gentle and easy going, but I could never tell what was on her mind.” Darren sneered with disdain. “Don’t talk about her like that. Do you want to die Micheal?” Micheal smiled sheepishly. “Well anyways, my point is since money does not work, then you need to change tactics. Try woo
The bar looked dim except for the occasional neon lights that flashed from time to time. The loud music vibrated through the floor. Seeing Darren walking into the bar, Micheal quickly drove away the beautiful women clinging to him and straightened his clothes. After hearing why Darren was here today, Micheal burst out laughing. “I can’t believe you’d come to me one day for such a thing.” Darren slowly picked up the glass. The dim lights softened his features, making him look more handsome. He leaned against the sofa, stretching out his long legs. “Mind your tongues. Unless you don’t want to have weekends this month.” Micheal cleared his throat and swallowed the rest of his words. He picked a glass of wine and sat beside Darren. “Do you want me to be single all my life? My eighteenth girlfriend is waiting for me to take her on a date this weekend.” “Didn’t you say that your seventeenth girlfriend was pregnant? Don’t you want to get married?” Darren frowned and took a sip of the w
The three sides of the interrogation room were made of dark grey glass. People outside would have a clear view of everything inside. Darren was standing outside the glass door. His shiny leather shoes looked spotless, and his dark eyes narrowed at the dazzling emerald ring he held between his slender fingers. His fingertips rubbed against the initials carved on the inner wall of the ring he looked dangerous. The coffee in Jane’s hands had turned cold. He cautiously handed it to Darren again. “Boss, we found the woman. Well bring her in for interrogation right away. I’ll make sure she confesses everything.” Darren nodded and looked at the interrogation room. The shop manager was brought in. She was no longer arrogant and domineering as before. She looked around and found men clad in suits staring at her. “Where did you get this ring?” James pounded the table. He sounded just like a fierce detective. The shop manager rubbed her hands nervously. Judging from their clothes and