All Chapters of After The Storm.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rhea asked in a surprised tone, "Who are you? Do you need anything son?" Nicolas replied in a worried yet polite voice, "Hello Aunty. I am Nick. I am Daisy's friend. Is she home, aunty?" 

A heavy course voice replied in a high tone from the middle of the hall, "Stop your rambling." Then, clearing his throat, Mr Christopher Walker continued his lecture, "Nick, when will you be serious? You are going to be the one and only owner of the best industry of Los Angeles and this is how you will deal with your partners. This is how you are going to handle my company which I have created spending so much effort that you can't even imagine. How dare y

Nicolas was delivering his dialogues, standing in front of the artificial balcony. Daisy’s acting indeed improved from her first day on the stage. So, when Nicolas noticed that Daisy’s romantic expression suddenly changed into a worried one as if she was thinking something or she was in trouble. Nicolas knew that Daisy was the first learner and she couldn't make such a mistake. So, Nicolas easily understood that there was any

The crowd gathered due to Ruth’s shouting. When Ruth left with Nicolas, the crowd also started to disappear. Daisy was also standing with the crowd staring at the exit. When Nicolas left with Ruth, she only sighed in tiredness. She was indeed tired after such a long day, so she decided to call a cab as soon as possible. Though she knew it was an emergency and Ruth was Nicolas’s childhood friend, might be way closer than her but there were a faint pain and disappointment, lingering inside her mind. A part of her was not ready to admit all those logics and facts as if it was demanding for something else. All those kinds of feelings were new for Daisy.

Lara dragged out a glass bottle of medicine from her handbag. Sparing a little smirk at Kaz, she winked at him. Then without wasting any more time she started walking towards the nearby break table which was specially set for the students and guests, they could get a few kinds of drinks there to quench their thirst. Lara asked the volunteer specially appointed to manage that table, “Give me 6 glasses of orange juice.” The boy nodded positively. Within a few minutes, he placed a tray with six glasses of fresh orange juice and then went to attend other students.