All Chapters of Contract Bound : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"I don't think that would be necessary, Mr. Williams," Cathy Jacobs, another BOD member replied. She seemed to be in her mid 40s and her moss green eyes looked welcoming. "We'll all go ahead with the plan and I speak of it on behalf of everyone present here in the room. We've already been through this, talking about our consent for the same when Ms. Maxwell had given us a short overview of the plan. In fact, the detailed explanation did it, Ms. Jones and my favorite part of it all is being able to get the carbon credits." She laughed and winked. I joined her laughter and tucked my curls behind my ears but it was no use. It was out of habit anyway. If it was possible, the smile on my face stretched even more. "Thank you. Thank you so much… everyone," I said. You have no idea about the level of excitement I am going through, I added internally to not come off as an amateur. "Alright then. The meeting has been adjourned. We'll discuss the important details next week," Skye Williams tol

I almost choked on the cookie I was munching on and gave him a stern look. "Meet me? Then you can gladly tell her that the feeling's not mutual," I spat angrily and he reeled back in shock. God, so much for it not being worse than the first bomb."What is wrong with you?" His soft tone made me exhale and I instantly regretted my outburst."Nothing, dad. I am sorry, I just… when does she wanna meet again?" I couldn't help but think about how depressing it was getting for me right now. All I wanted was to go home and sleep. Maybe try to change my Sunday a bit. Oh, how I wish that were possible!"Actually… today. Right now, in fact." He released a short laugh while I just sat there glaring at him."Really?""Really," he affirmed.I closed my eyes to soothe my jittery nerves and the bottled up anger. Opening them back, I took a deep breath in. "Oh, okay wow!" I exclaimed sarcastically. "So your fianceé decided to meet me today which I daresay is right now. Yet, you never really cared enou

"We are officially a part of the campaign, VVJ," Shivaay paused, letting me process his words. My jaw slackened and I stopped dead in my tracks, staring at him stupendously. "Wh-what?" I sputtered. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ms. Kutcher walking ahead with quick and stealthy strides. "You heard me right. They take two to three members from each team who have contributed immensely in the campaign to help the top-esque people out for the entire ad campaign. Like, the field work, you know. The rest of the members are to strictly follow the instructions by their heads to let it all move smoothly. Basically, they are to follow and do what we'd suggested in the planning phase," he told me patiently but I was half listening to him. I had almost stopped hearing after the first line or two because those words got me immersed into my own world. I could finally get to see how everything worked. My dreams would actually mould into an unbelievable reality. "Wow," I whispered to myse

I tightened the jacket around me as a cool breeze blew past us. I was standing beside Shivaay who sported a bored look. Everyone, meaning a few members from each team in the advertising department, were chosen to tag along and help out in the working of the behind the scenes of the television commercial of this campaign.It had taken us days and days which now transpired into a few weeks to work on each and every aspect of our campaign. After vigorous detailing and planning of each process for hours on long was exhausting. It was such a pain to finally come up with a foolproof plan. I would usually be bummed out by the end of the day but it was nothing a mug of hot coffee couldn't solve.Currently, we were all witnessing the preparation of the commercial that would be filmed in some time. Basically, everything related to the pre-production was taking place. Ms. Maxwell was standing some distance away from us, barking orders to someone in a walkie talkie handed over to her by one of th

At last it was the weekend that actually felt like one. Ever since the campaign was bustling full fledged, half the department was working on Sundays as well. Nobody including me really minded it but I didn't know that I needed a break so badly until today. Until I finally got it. 'Welcome to New York' was blasting in my headphones as I cycled on the streets of New York. A befitting song as I cruised around with a small smile on my face. Wanting to spend my day alone, I decided to go cycling around the neighborhood, read a book and have a nice picnic in a less crowded park, which is ironic in this city even on Sundays. After an hour of music, freedom and cycling, I made my pit stop in a park. Leaning my bike against an oak tree and taking out my brunch packet along with a small blanket from my bike's basket, I breathed in the fresh air. Once I was done placing everything, I sat down on the blanket and tightened my jacket around me. The cold and chilly air of October made me shiver