Calista’s face fell when she saw who it was. "Mr. Packard." His face was flushed and he was stumbling. It was clear that he was drunk.He smiled sleazily and greeted, “Miss Calista.” Calista's gaze fell on the room card he was holding."You better explain how you ended up with a key card that can open my room." In reality, there was no need for an explanation. He probably bribed some greedy staff into giving him the key card.Her question was merely an attempt to confirm the purpose of his arrival. Marcus’s gaze fixed on her."Didn't you ask to meet at a place without any surveillance cameras? I’m here to take up your invitation." He walked in and shut the door behind him. Marcus slowly approached Calista, licking his lips."There is no place safer and more comfortable than a room. I’m starting to think it’s true that Mr. Northwood spent three million to keep you." Even though she wasn’t wearing makeup and dressed in a modest and old-fashioned nightgown, Calista was st
David followed behind Lucian. The two men approached. It was hard to discern their emotions judging by their expressions alone.He stopped before Calista and reached out to pinch her chin. His shadowy gaze landed on her swollen face that bore a handprint. Her lips were split and stained with blood.Lucian turned toward Marcus who was too nervous and hesitant to meet his gaze.He smiled and spoke in a low voice, "Laying a hand on what's mine, Mr. Packard? How do you plan to settle the matter?"Was he saying that there was something to discuss?Marcus tried to calm down and answered with a smile, "I'll give up another 20 percent of the profits …"Marcus studied Lucian's face and found him to be unfazed. He gritted his teeth and said, "30 percent. I'll give up 30 percent of the profits."He was reluctant. 30 percent of the profits meant 300 million dollars; it was a staggering loss!Lucian instructed David, "Get me the contract."Calista's heart sank when she heard his words. She
"This is a matter between my wife and me, Paul."Lucian's voice was tense. The meaning was obvious; an outsider had no business meddling with their affairs.The situation had taken a strange turn. The air seemed to be charged with a vague scent of gunpowder.It mingled with the smell of blood and the occasional pained cries from Marcus. It felt like the tension could erupt at any moment. But Paul remained unfazed.He calmly spoke, "It's inappropriate for us to have any further discussions tonight when you can't keep your emotions in check, Lucian. You should take care of the matters here first. I'll help drop Calista off."He swept his gaze across the corridor on both sides. Lucian also caught glimpses of several doors being opened.They had caused too much of a commotion which alarmed the guests. They were peeking from behind the doors to see what was happening. Some were even recording videos on their phone …Lucian's expression remained cold as he fixed his eyes back on Calis
Neither spoke. Their breaths were heavy. Calista was pissed off.She couldn't see Lucian's expression, nor did she have the time to speculate what sort of mood he was in. It took her half a minute to somewhat calm herself."The contract has already been signed. You can't go back on your word."The man responded to her in a calm and deliberate tone."There is no followup partnership. This signing is not considered a success. Why don't you go ahead and ask Marcus Packard if he's still interested in working with the Northwood Corporation?"Marcus would certainly be willing to do so. His company's future was far more important than his pride. But after what he had done to her, how could she? She was boiling with anger."Lucian Northwood, have you no shame?"Lucian had probably never been scolded like this before in his life.His voice was cold as he spoke, "And, where have your manners gone, Calista Everhart?"The woman sneered and didn't hesitate to retort."Fed to the pigs, no
The women who were in the midst of a heated discussion were startled by his voice. They reflexively turned around and hid the phone behind their backs."Umm … Mr. Brown."David wasn't a stern man. But he was Lucian's assistant and represented him. Lucian was known to dislike employees gossiping in the office even during break times."We'll go to the Finance Department and write ourselves up. Can you please turn a blind eye to this? I accidentally opened it. So, I took a tiny peek."David frowned and persisted with his question."What is that program called? Answer my question. I'm not interested in your nonsense."The female secretary cursed him internally for being nosy and answered, "It's something about craftsmanship."The documentary was about traditional crafts of intangible cultural heritage. The first episode featured conservator restorers.But what had him interested in the program wasn't its contents. It was the person who never showed their face from beginning to end.
Lucian caused a commotion when he threw the door open. It prompted Calista and Bryan to look up and over at him.The man was tall. Simply standing at the door blocked out much of the daylight. His handsome features were stern and cold. The way he gazed at her was as if he were going to freeze Calista through!The woman was surprised. She straightened herself and asked with a frown, "What are you doing here?"Her impatient tone and undisguised expression spelled a clear message. Bryan quietly let out an exhale.During that brief moment, his heart had been beating uncontrollably. Even now, traces of her subtle fragrance lingered in his nostrils. It was oddly captivating.He worried that his irregular heartbeat would be heard by others. Embarrassed, he gulped.Lucian had been in charge of Northwood Corporation for years. He had encountered countless people. It only took him one look at Bryan to know what the man was thinking.He wore a smile that didn't reach his eyes and coldly mo
It was Saturday the next day. There was no work to do. Calista slept in till it was 11:30 am before calling and making a lunch appointment with Yara. She felt stifled after Lucian had angered her last evening. It seemed that staying away from that douchebag was the only way for her to survive!The women decided on having Palaiseau cuisine at a restaurant owned by one of Yara's clients. She wanted to show her support.Yara looked at the formally dressed doormen who were standing upright. She clutched her purse as she stood in front of the magnificent restaurant.She muttered, "There goes all my money. The food here is ridiculously pricey. If I weren't here to support the business, I would stay away from this place."Calista giggled."Where would they get the money to buy antiques if it weren't expensive?""You're right." Yara took Calista's arm. "Let's go. Let me show you how your best friend spends money like water."The restaurant was decorated with 360-degree panoramic glass
"Miss, what are you doing? You can't touch the piece unless you're buying it!" the security guard in charge of the area yelled out. "Put that painting down, or you'll be treated as a thief!"Calista was startled by the cry that echoed throughout the floor. It was only then that she realized she had taken the painting off its hook at some point.She grew aware of how tense she was.She hurriedly suppressed her complex emotions and said hoarsely, "I apologize. I got a little too excited …. I would like to buy this painting. Can you please help contact the seller?" The skeptical security guard called for the person in charge. They promptly arrived after learning that she wanted to buy the painting. They contacted the person who provided the painting.Knowing that the person who offered up the painting was at the exhibition, the person in charge said, "There's a buyer here who would like to buy the painting you put up for sale, Ms. Everhart. Would you like to come to discuss the pric