Something Only Mr. Thorne Can Do
"Why don't you just marry him?" Maeve wanted to throw her laptop towards Hillary who was comfortably lying on the couch of her office.
"Why are you here again?" She asked in an irritated voice, but her sister just laughed at her.
"I just ran away from the date Mom had set up," she answered with a groan.
"Why?" Maeve asked as she took her eyes off her sister and went back to checking the financial flows of the company on her laptop.
Hillary's eyes widened as if an idea struck her. She immediately got up from the couch and ran off to her sister's table.
"Maeve!" Confused with
His First HomemadeMeal"You really don't like him?" Maeve tsked and gave her sister a warning gaze before prepping the steak Hillary had requested.Afraid that her sister would change her mind about that steak, Hillary shut her mouth and even gestured zipping her lips. It didn't take long before Maeve finish cooking as Hillary set the table for the two of them."What is it?" Maeve asked her sister as she cut her steak into tiny tidbits. She noticed the frequency of those stolen glances her sister was giving her while they ate.Hillary cleared her throat and set down her utensils before she faced her sister seriously."What do
The Rain is Pouring"Stop grinning like an idiot!" Maeve hissed irritatedly before she glanced back at the open door of her apartment."The rain is pouring. You told me I'm sick." September shamelessly pointed out. He's obviously happy with how fate works on his favor."You have your car. It's not like you'll be on foot on the way home." She retorted as she crossed her arms."But I'm sick!" September whined like a child that made Maeve chuckled."You said you weren't sick. I thought you're just hungry?" She asked with her right brow raising in an interrogating manner.September internally scolded himself fo
Vicious Queen"You're a young woman! You should be on the search to find a good husband and not here, interfering with men doing business!" An old board member of the MBC Bank and Finance pointed out as he stared at Maeve who was calmly seated on the center of the conference room.Maeve was just passively listening to his rants while staring back at him with a cold and bored look on her face."You'll just ruin the business! Business should be handled by men! Women are supposed to be staying at home, taking care of the kids---""That's bullshit." She was rude enough to butt in her curses while the man had been rumbling about nonsensical things.Maeve stood up
PowerfulDuo"I hope you're not just planning to just put that Johns on exile, right?" September inquired as he busy himself filling Maeve's plate with the lunch Falcon had prepared for them.Maeve took her eyes off the files she was reading and directed her attention to September with a smirk."What do you think?" She asked menacingly. September stared at her face for a while before he chuckled and smoothly pushed the disposable plate towards her."Alright. Good thing that you had some plans to deal with him or else, I would have stepped in." He said as he subtly keep her working aids aside. Her eyes darted towards him when she realized what he was doing but he just showed her
Their First CasualtyMr. Johns almost fell to his knees when he heard Maeve's response. He stared at the young man who was now staring at him menacingly."How 'bout playing for a bit? I'm in a good mood lately." September sounded like he was trying to console the old man but Mr. Johns knew better. He was just prolonging his agony. The end would all still be the same.He's ruined."Finish your food, Maeve." September reminded her while his eyes remained on Mr. Johns. Maeve snorted and finished the last spoonful of salad that he had put on her plate."Done." She said as she put her plate away. Her eyes then wandered on the almost untouched plate in front of he
Mrs. Thorne"Sir, I don't think Ms. Miller would appreciate this move." Falcon voiced out in a quiet voice as he stared at the paper in front of him.September don't know what to make of the marriage certificate in front of him. It was sent by Mr. Smith, Maeve's father. The document was sent via a courier so Falcon had no idea what it was not until it had reached September's hands."It wasn't me." September denied when he realized the doubting stares his butler was giving him."It's really not me!" He defended once again when Falcon's suspicious eyes only showed a stronger dubiousness.Falcon had to think and analyze him twice before he was able to believe his words.
Married"Where's September?" She asked as she walked in inside the gates, not gracing the guards any glances."This way, Ma'am." Falcon said leading the way towards the huge mansion.Maeve and Hillary on his heels, the trio walked the distance from the gate to the mansion in silence."Mr. Thorne's inside." The butler informed as he gestured the door of September's office.Maeve opened the door and immediately took a step inside it. Hillary was about to follow her sister inside when she was suddenly pulled back by Falcon before the door was closed.September was already seated behind his table. As if he was
Husband and Wife"I take the right side of the bed." September obediently nodded as he watched Maeve looked around their room.It thrilled him so much that she would be staying with him from now on. Looks like something good came out from that sudden marriage."Do you want to held a wedding?" He asked while Maeve opened his closet silently and subtly complimenting the organized placing of the items inside."Why would we? That's just a waste of time." Maeve answered absentmindedly.She wasn't the type to believe in marriage. She herself, watched first hand how her parent's marriage came crumbling down.Marri