Howard followed Eleanor to her room without any fuss and jumped on the bed as soon as he got there. He threw his shoes away which almost hit Eleanor. Grabbing the soft pillow, he groaned, "Man, am so beat!"
Nina was standing by the door with her eyes widened when Eleanor was standing aside watching Howard relaxing on the bed without any concern. She had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask him, but then she changed her mind thinking she needed to teach this don some mannerisms.
She politely asks him to get out of the bed, "Mr Howard? Would you freshen up first?"
"Let me sleep, will ya? Have a lot to think about!" He groaned as he rolled on the bed.
She was about to give up when she thought o
Nina came out of the storeroom as soon as she regained her consciousness. Her clothes were covered in dust and her hair was all messed up. She was grumbling as she walked toward Eleanor's room since she had some scores to settle with her when Eleanor's sudden appearance before her startled Nina. Crouching her clothes, she growled at her, "Ma'am? DO YOU PLAN TO KILL ME TODAY?" However, there wasn't any response from Eleanor's. She was looking at the hallway without blinking. As if she turned into a stone suddenly. Waving her hands in front of Eleanor's shocked unwavering eyes, Nina asked, Ma'am? Is something wrong?" She looked into her room where she found Howard standing facing the window. She co
Everyone had assembled in the dining hall after they were summoned by Miranda. Leaving one seat which was at the centre of the circle of the chairs, everyone had taken their respective places except for Eleanor and Howard. They were standing aside looking for chairs. "Do you eat while standing everyday?" Howard asked in awe. "I basically take my meal in my room. That's why the maids have probably forgotten to arrange extra chairs." Eleanor replied calmly but that didn't assure Howard. He again asked, "Didn't your grandmother order to prepare for the whole house? Didn't they get it? Or is it usual for some mere maids to ignore one of the Andersons?" "The underworld mafia king sure asks a lot of qu
"How's it going over yours, Eleanor?"Finally, the long-awaited questioning approached Eleanor. She gulped down the food she was eating and fearfully looked at Miranda as her tone was angry when she asked her about work. Of course different from when she asked others!Marrying a man with a shallow identity than the Andersons was surely one of the reasons, but the main reason was Emilia. Her bash behaviour had angered Miranda and she would surely vent it out on her. Eleanor had predicted this a while ago, so she was prepared to answer any question that Miranda threw at her which would be harsh words if she was exact.Well, at least Eleanor thought she could when she was rolling the play in her head. However, the reality was quite hard for her to handle since then her hands we
"Why did you do that?" "Why else?" "What my grandmother says has nothing to do with you! So please refrain from indulging yourself in my matters." "You're my wife." Eleanor's face brightened with red colour as blood rushed backwards. She could feel her face getting hot and heart beating louder than drums from hearing the serious tone of Howard's. He was walking towards the room wearing a stern look on his face, so he answered Eleanor without looking back at her. Thus he missed the opportunity to see her flustered face which made her relaxed. However, she couldn't shake off the thought that his interference was unnecessary and rude. Also, she
"Quill, did you find him?""We lost track, boss...sorry…""It's okay! Keep up the search…""Yeah…"An uneasy moment engulfed Howard and Quill. Unable to comfort each other, they kept their mouths shut. Days of searching for a certain someone had failed which left them disheartened. Because this man could possibly solve the dispute between Howard and the Anderson's and find out the real culprit.However, it was gradually getting tougher to find the man. Howard was at a point of giving up before he had heard the man's whereabouts."What about the other task I as
"You must already know that the head of the Andersons' is Mrs Miranda." "Yeh and?" "But she doesn’t take care of her family business anymore. The others do it for her." "Others as for?" "Others as her sons and grandchildren." "...I see." Silence engulfs the room. Howard and Nina were discussing the Anderson family when Eleanor wasn’t around. Otherwise, this discussion wouldn’t have taken place in the first place since she hated backbitings about her family. She showed such devotion although being mistreated by them every day. It surprised Howard but at the same time, he thought about how pathetic she was. However, what was that strange feeling he was having? To be specific, he was craving for something at the same time he was cursing his wife for being a stupid woman. But, Howard couldn’t figure out what he was wishing to have. He was drowning in his thoughts when suddenly a pair of hands kept running before his eyes. Nina was waving her hands to grab his attention since Howa
The weather was cloudy that day, so the room was gloomy. However, that wasn’t the only case why the situation was so dampening. Wearing an angry mask, Howard was sitting on the sofa. He was looking aimlessly at the flower vase that was kept on the table before him. As if he was planning to throw it to the wall. What would Eleanor do if he did that was what was going inside her head as she stood by the door and watched over him quietly. Howard didn’t bother to notice when she slowly walked into the room and went by the window. The curtains were half opened. So, she pulled the curtains away, letting the least bit of sunlight enter the room and enlighten Howard's misjudgement. "What do you want?" Howard asked in a harsh tone. But Eleanor was happy that her effort paid off. Thus she brushed aside his grumpy tone and joyfully replied, "Why, of course, I want to cheer up my angry husband." "Is that so? Then you must know the reason for my anger!" His tone became harsher. Eleanor almost
"Jennifer! Do a background check on Howard Brown and report me quickly," ordered Miranda. She just woke up from a good night's sleep and couldn’t leave her bed yet. Especially when the weather was nice, she didn’t have any plan to get out before eight o'clock in the morning. However, her usual routine said otherwise. Maybe it was because she was feeling sick since the day Eleanor brought Howard into their house. At first, Miranda didn’t harbour any doubts about Howard. Unfortunately, his response the other day at the dining hall was rather surprising for a mere clerk. Not that the common folks didn’t discuss such topics on business and current affairs! Despite having any relation with the revolutionary world of commerce, common people liked to talk about random topics now and then. So it wouldn’t have been surprising for Howard to know about the business world. Moreover, he was an acquaintance of Eleanor. Thus, it wasn’t surprising at all! But he had a rather clearer idea than any no