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Yvonne’s Point of ViewThe room became colder as I watched her reaction. My eyes watched her quick movements swiftly. I was sure she had definitely done something, especially with the way she long pressed the power button on Trent's laptop and closed it off, pushing it to the other end of the desk. She quickly changed her actions by picking up the papers one after the other, ignoring me and my questions. She tried to shift the papers in her hand like she was making an excuse to leave. It really made me feel suspicious. Her face was blank, however, I could sense the tension under it. “Is it that you're deaf? I asked what exactly you are doing on Trent's laptop!” I demanded furiously again, already losing patience as my heels slammed and echoed to the marble floor towards her. "I wasn’t doing anything," she said, her voice too soft for my liking. She clutched the papers like they were her shield, then quickly made strides towards the door. My eyes followed every step; I felt disgusted

**Chapter 13: Trent’s Point of View**I walked out of the office with rage; every one of my steps was heavier as the doctor’s words reverberated in my head. “He has lost consciousness, and he would need to be supported by oxygen.” The words made me go crazy, and the thought hits me harder each second. I was unsure of how to proceed. As I got to the lobby, I saw Pete, my driver, walked swiftly to me; he took permission yesterday for something delicate. His mother was critically ill; he just returned today. “Drive me to the hospital,” I said without any second thought. Pete's eyes were filled with concern as he asked. “Are you alright, sir?” “I’m fine!” I lied; my voice was flat and emotionless. “My father is dying! He fast with the drive!” I added. Pete was mute; he didn't bother saying anything anymore. He was well familiar with me. He was more than just a driver; he is my most trusted ally. He could easily read my mood, and he was sure of when silence was the only thing I needed

Trent's POV My eyes stared at the screen of my phone, and the email notification gawked straight at me. “Termination Letter Retracted. Report to work immediately.” I had sent a message to the HR earlier to retract the termination letter of Leneora. He had sent me and copied me right inside it. I needed to see Lenore, especially after everything she had done for the company.I inhaled deeply and tossed my phone on my desk as I rested my back in my chair. My office was dark; it was only brightened by the street light that flickered through the window. The clock on the wall kept ticking away every second; however, it was as if the time was slower tonight. Every second stretched into forever as my thoughts reverberated through the past few weeks. Lenore Reed. Thinking about her name provoked me unnecessarily and made some sort of frustration run through me. She was the last person I wanted to have the thought; however, she couldn't stop crawling into my head. She has a way of getting un

My finger formed into a curl around the stem of my wine glass, and I felt tensed a bit. “I'm not,” I replied as I tried to keep my voice steady. “I just underestimated her!” His lips opened slightly and formed into a smile. He folded the newspaper and then placed it down on the table. “Underestimated? It doesn't sound like the word I like to hear from you!” I stared at him for quite a moment and hated the way he sometimes made me feel like a child. No matter how much I accomplished.“I will fix it,” I responded firmly. “She will never win.”. He raised his eyes, his eyebrow furrowed; he was clearly not impressed. “His secretary is a big problem,” he said firmly as he leaned forward a bit. “Deal with her before she becomes bigger!”. I understand what my father meant. I knew he didn't mince words; however, his solutions were always brutal, and I wasn't ready to take things that far. Not even now. “I have got things under control!” I insisted; however, I could feel the unassurance in

After I dropped Yvonne's call, I felt really bad for her. My dad's plight had made me distant from her; however, I was glad she understood my situation. My mind wouldn't be able to focus elsewhere for now, not even on Yvonne. My only focus now was on my father; his health is the number one priority to me; everything else would have to wait. I sigh heavily as I lean back and rest my back on the chair. “Pete, drive faster to the hospital,” I instructed my driver. I needed to see my dad as soon as possible. I need to tell him all that was achieved today. As we drove past the city light, I felt the pain deeper in my heart. If my father was well, we would be celebrating the success of the contract by now. Knight Villa would be lit with joy, and a big party would be hosted and everyone will be gathered for the celebration. Dad always loved to throw major events whenever Knights Industries secured a major contract. And he would raise his glass gently, proud, and be beamed with a sweet grin