NARRATIVE Staring at the cold looking woman, who sat in her position at the far end of the conference hall, Rhys couldn't help but notice something was quite unusual with her. The Chairwoman of the renowned CR's Luxury_Brenda Rodriguez, gave off a really cold aura as she sat domineeringly, in her exquisite leather chair. Rhys watched her carefully from the side as she shot her icy glare across the conference room. Staring at the entire team of the Investor Relations department sitting before her, Brenda leaned back on her chair just as a side of her lips curved up in a deadly smirk. "Who was it?" She asked yet again, her voice laced in a subtle warning tone. The conference room fell silent once more. The team members knew how well not to anger her. Especially when she's in her domineering chairwoman mood. They all had their heads bowed low as they glanced questioningly at each other_knowing fully well it was only a matter of minutes before she catches the culpr
NARRATIVE The loud ringing of Lisa's phone underneath her pillow, made her wake from her deep sleep instantly. Rolling on her bed as she searched for her phone, her eyes came in contact with the bedside clock. "Oh my God! 9:03am?" She instantly sat up the bed. She glanced down at the caller ID on her phone while rubbing her sleepy eyes. "Elaine?" She immediately received the call. "Hello, Elaine." She said with a sleepy voice, yawning loudly in the process. "Lisa are you still sleeping? Girl, I thought you said Adele Rivera and that famous model weren't an item. Were you just assuming yesterday and it wasn't based on facts?" "Wait, what?" Lisa frowned as she pushed a hand through her disheveled hair. "Oh my! Just come online now or turn on your TV." Elaine added before she hung up. Still frowning confusedly at her phone, Lisa reluctantly reached out her hand at the remote on the bedside drawer and she immediately turned on the TV, switching to entertainmen
NARRATIVE Deeply into the sketch of a dress she was making on her sketchpad, Adele's mind wavered several times as she wait for Lana's call. She sincerely hoped it'll yield positive results. Just then, her phone which was on her desk beside her sketchpad, rang. Immediately, she dropped her pencil and picked it up on seeing it's Lana calling. "Hey Lana, what's the update? Is he around?" She asked expectantly but her hope was dashed once more when she heard her sigh. "I'm sorry Adele. Carlo's no longer in NYC." Lana's words made Adele stunned for a while. "Tha...that's what Alistair's friend said? Did you perhaps asked where he's located at the moment? Probably, he returned to Canada?" She hurriedly asked, trying to hold onto any bit of hope she could get. It shouldn't be like the last time, right? He didn't disappear without leaving a trace once again. At least, this time, she could ascertain his whereabouts and go to him. "I asked him, Adele. Sadly, he said he
NARRATIVE Lisa smiled at her reflection on her vanity mirror. Combing through her long black silky hair, she paused as a thought occurred to her. Shrugging seconds later, she picked up her phone from the vanity and began to scroll through it. She read through the news about the famous fashion designer, Adele Rivera and the CEO of Excellency Modeling Agency, Arsenio Alessandro once again. "Agh!" She exclaimed. "This won't do. I should see her." Immediately, Lisa stood up from her chair, grabbed her purse and hurried out of her room.____ "Hello, Ms. Adele." Lisa said the moment she walked into the cozy luxurious office. Her nostrils picked up the sharp but welcoming scent of rose, fresh rose. And at a fast glance around the office, she saw several fresh red rose plants in some vases. "Oh hello," Adele smiled at her as she stood up from her chair. "You're welcome. Please sit." She ushered her visitor to one of the comfy couch in her office. "Thank you." Lisa smiled
NARRATIVE "It's a pleasure you had invited us in for this purpose." The young female interviewer said with a smile as her colleague nodded in support. "Thanks for coming." Arsenio smiled before he leaned back on the couch. He invited them specifically to his penthouse because he wanted to clear the misunderstanding he created by kissing Adele and he also wanted to publicly apologize to her. "Alright, shall we begin?" "Sure," He smiled, rubbing his hands together.ADELE'S POV "Sis Adele, welcome. Your friends are already here." Clara said as she opened the door of my home for me. "Really? That was fast." I said as I stepped into the corridor. Immediately Lisa left my office, I had called the girls and asked them to meet up at my place. Over the phone, I already told them about my conversation with Lisa and we agreed to call her brother_Carlo's right hand man when I get home. "I'm home, you guys." I said excitedly as Clara and I walked in my living room. "
NARRATIVE Adele felt something cold on her forehead and slowly, she opened her eyes, blinking her lashes severally to adjust to the brightness of the room. "Adele! Finally you're awake!" "Hey! How could you do such a thing to us?" "Sis, you have no idea how scared I was." Adele glanced around slowly at her friends and sister who had surrounded her bed and were panicky because of her. "This is the second time such a thing is happening. Remember, the first time was at the wedding." "Clara you didn't have to mention that, you ended up reminding her about the reason she fainted again." Lana chided Clara who immediately bit her lip regretfully. Hearing their words, Adele was instantly reminded of her current situation. Carlo... Canada! Instantly, she sat up the bed, tossing the duvet off and removing the wet towel from her head. "I'd...I'd go to him. I have to go to him." She muttered as she climbed off the bed. "What are you doing, Adele?" "You hav
NARRATIVE "Mira, did Ms. Adele probably sent you a text?" Geraldine asked as she stepped into Mira's office. "Ah, yes." Mira replied, raising her gaze from her laptop to Geraldine. "Something about an emergency journey. Wait, let me see." She picked up her phone from the desk and tapped on it. "Found it!" She smiled. "I'd just read it out." "I'm going on an emergency journey and wouldn't be available for a while. In my absence, my sister would assist in running the company. Please take good care of her as you would to me. Don't forget what we've talked about the last time. I'd try to keep in touch." Mira read out loud. Glancing back at Geraldine who had her arms crossed beneath her chest, she asked. "Did she send something similar to you too?" "This is exactly what she sent. I just hope she's fine. I came to you because I thought she'd left you her location but she didn't." Geraldine replied as she cast a glance in the direction of the TV on the wall. "Ms. Adele's proba
NARRATIVE Mira quietly glanced around the exquisite and cozy office. Her eyes soon fell on the bouquet of red roses on the desk. Trailing her eyes back to Arsenio, she noticed how frustrated he looked. But of course, she can't meddle in his affairs when they're not so close. Somehow, she was glad Ms. Adele had assigned this new duty to her. "Take the bouquet away. It's such a waste anyway!" She heard him say to his PA. "Yes, sir." The other walked forward and took the bouquet off the desk. He bowed slightly before he exited the office. Now alone with him, Mira decided to say something else to at least distract him from his sour mood. "The portraits," she began, running her eyes over a section of his grand office, her eyes fixed on some paintings on the wall. Arsenio closed his eyes and took in a sharp breath before he turned around to her, accessing her looks fully for the first time. She was pretty, really pretty. But her looks got nothing to do with him at