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LEAHScarlett immediately grabbed the key from Vivian's hands, and ran to the safe.I watched her fumble with the key, and it fell. She immediately picked it up, and unlocked the safe.From afar, I could see how her face fell. “It's not here,” the words fell from her mouth.I walked to her to see an empty safe. There was no disputing that. There was nothing there. I clamped my lips shut as Scarlett sat on the floor. Her knees were perched up, and her head was buried within her legs.“I could swear it was here just yesterday. I wear, it was.” She kept on ranting, She stood up, and then watched the safe. “It was this safe. It was here.” She insisted,I watched her try to convince herself of the location of the files. She then turned to me, “I really don't know what happened. I swear. It used to be here.”I exchanged looks with Vivian. I still didn't know what to believe.“Why didn't you take a picture when you saw it? It would be an equally substantial evidence.”“I-uh-I I didn't thi

LUCAS Fucking bitch. Fucking asshole. Who the hell did she think she was, crawling up to my office in the middle of the night?Who the fuck did she think she was?A mere assistant, that was what she was. A fucking assistant! I made her! I made her who she was! I walked into the office, ready to burn anyone in my way.As I headed towards my seat, the door was pushed open.“Good morning, sir.” A voice said,I looked to find one of the men on my financial team at the door.“Good morning, come in.” I responded.He took a seat. “How may I help you?” I asked, clasping my palms together.“I came to inquire if I have to move everything to Mrs Irving's tab since she's the new chief financial officer.” I paused. When we had made the decision to add her on the board, someone had suggested I gave her a position, and it seemed like a good idea at that time, but I never authorized her bing the chief financial officer.“Who says she's the C. F. O?” I asked,His eyes darted around the room befo

LEAHJesus Christ.Scarlett on Lucas on the office desk.Heck no.I turned around and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind me.As soon as I walked out, I noticed a few eyes on me.“What are you looking at?”I barked at them, “do you get paid to sit and gossip?” They all scrambled, and I walked into my office.As soon as I arrived, I took a seat. Lucas had given me one of those transparent offices, and while it was safer, I would have preferred having a crash out in silence. I closed my eyes, sighing deeply.That was one memory that I would never be able to get out of my head.I sighed, and then exhaled.I picked up my phone, and stared at the text from Scarlett.“Mr Lucas is in the office, and he's asking of you.” The text read,Why did she send that text to me when she knew they would be doing something so disgusting?And worse, it was in the office. Couldn't they get a room?I hissed, booting my laptop.“Ew.” I spat out, once more. I gritted my teeth as I looked at t

LEAHSoon enough, we arrived at a gate. I read the inscription on the wall to find out we had arrived at Drew's house.“I thought you were taking me home,” I croaked out,“No. Francis is not around, and you have no one there. You'll stay here until you're comfortable with being alone.” He responded,I nodded. The strength to argue had eluded me. We drove into his compound, and I was helped down from the car.As I looked around, I was impressed. For a single man, Drew had taken out the time to carve his home. He had a garden by the side, flowers of different colors were planted, and I could see some colorful butterflies. On another area, there was a football pitch, and judging by Drew's interests, I could tell there'd be a basketball court somewhere. “Do you have a race track here?” I asked,He looked at me, then raised a brow, “one hundred meters. Runs from my house, through the private street, and finally back here. You'd be running in circles.” He explained,I didn't mind runnin

LEAH“You're gawking,” Drew's statement pulled me from my train of thoughts. I didn't even bother trying to deny it, but I quickly diverted my eyes to the canvas.I looked to find out he had already started making background paintings. How long had I been gawking?I looked outside, noting how dark it had gotten. The sky had been covered with extremely dark clouds.“This rain might be intense,” I said,He looked outside, and then nodded. “It's still not too late for you to-”The downpour began. “Well, it's too late now.” He corrected himselfTo my surprise, the rain hadn't started slowly. It poured furiously. I looked around the glasshouse, and started to understand what Drew had been trying to warn me about. The rain splashed on the doors, windows, and walls. It was so furious, that I almost panicked it would take the house down.“You have no reason to worry. Rain can't bring this house down,” he said,I turned to find him dipping a paint brush in a can.He didn't seem to care, an