"It is obvious you don't want to say much about your date." Nate said to her boss, while neatly folding his suit, and placing them in the laundry box. Carl's face was blank, and frightening.
"The laundromat will soon be here." Nate shivered, there was a different aura surrounding the atmosphere. It made her develop cold feet."That information wasn't needed. it's obviously not my business." he replied with a cold tone.Nate was taken aback, "please, excuse me." she bowed, and left.One thing Carl hated was scaring her. He didn't want to ever make her scared of him, but most times, he couldn't stop himself from emitting a demonic, and cold aura. He stood in front of his dressing mirror, and stared at his reflection. Carl reached up for his face, which looked pale, and burning red, yet still super cute. Sometimes, he wondered who he got his look from.He wasn't ready to get married, and even though he was, Bella would never be his choice. He needed more than just the physical appearance of a woman. He has had several ladies drool over him, but never picked any interest in them.Carl was more interested in the family business, and that was one of the reason, his dad asked him to get married to Bella. His siblings all had their lives figured out by themselves, and wasn't ready for their dad to boss them around. They all lived out from the house, except his eldest brother, Daniel, who was unmarried, and wasn't fit to take over the company.Mr. Williams has always been interested in Carl taking over his company even though he couldn't love him properly, but atleast he was the most trusted, and business-minded one.Carl was sent to the most prestigious business school in history, he had no bad record, and didn't fail to put what he learnt into practice.Daniel walked into his brother's room. "Carl" he called. Carl turned towards the familiar voice of his brother."You think you are dad's favorite now?" Daniel smirked at him. "His just using you, and you're allowing that old man to use you like a rag, after all these years, he never showed you any atom of love!" he splurt out bitterly.Carl stared deeply at his brother. His looks were so fierce."Oh, wow. Don't give me that look". Daniel said frightening, and took a step back. He wasn't equally left out from the people that was scared of his brother's presence. "...but isn't it obvious? Open your eyes, brother! Dad is using you!" Daniel added sharply, and headed for the door. He couldn't stand much longer in Carl's presence."I know you want the company. You can't hide it, but I don't care. Dad will choose." Carl replied coldly, using his unconscious deep masculine tone.Daniel froze, and turned back "Let's see how it goes" He said it like, he was drawing an invisible battle line. Carl could see the corner of his brother's lip curve into a smile, and couldn't help but wonder what he might be thinking."Dad should have asked you to get married to Bella instead, because I am so not interested." Carl heard himself saying behind his brother's back.***"Didn't look like Carl liked her much" Mr. Williams heard the familiar voice behind him. it was his Chauffeur, Stoner. Stoner has worked with him for years now. They managed to develop a certain level of relationship."Yeah, I guessed as much. He doesn't have much choice. Mr. wellington proposed this deal, and it sounds nice, as this will make the deal not to fall off easily." Stoner has learnt how to be more of the listener. He kept quiet as Mr. Williams kept on talking. "I know, I haven't shown much love to him ever since he was a baby, but he never lacked anything. Among all my children, I choose him to run my company, even though I silently blamed him for my wife's death. That young man, has so much potential, that he doesn't even tries to hide.""What about Daniel?" Stoner asked standing by the door-way. Lately, Stoner has grown fond of Daniel."Daniel? that scumbag? He would never inherit my company under my watch. He just wants the money, not knowing how to make it. if he eventually get a hold on that company, our legacy will be over in six months."Stoner wasn't expecting this response, but then he knew, his boss was saying the truth. He has watched Daniel grow into a fine young man, and he knew, Daniel was never interested in how to make money. Stoner found it amusing of how fondly he has come to love Daniel, maybe it was because of the secret incentives he normally receive from him, but Mr. Williams calling his son, a scumbag was a pretty intense word to use on Daniel."Remember when Daniel requested for a huge sum of money that could comfortably make him wealthy for life, how did he spend it? Within two weeks, that brat was back, asking for more!" Mr. Williams bitterly spitted out, like he despised him so much. "Is this how his going to run my company? He will run it into ruins!"Stoner wondered why the old man was seriously looking for an heir to his legacy, like he was dying anytime soon."I rather live my wealth to the street than let Daniel have it. You see, this is the reason I want Carl to get married to Bella. He should make me smile for once." Mr. Williams snorted out."You're right, Sir" Stoner replied with a bow.***Daniel paced around the large corridor. The Bradford's mansion looked like heaven on earth. it was super huge, and well decorated with the best design."If I get married to Bella, there will surely be an opportunity for me to be the one, with the largest share." he thought to himself.Daniel was considered as the black sheep of the family, who cared only about money. Women were fond of him, because of his lavish life style. He was nothing compared to Carl.One thing Daniel hated, was being compared to his youngest brother, and Carl's presence always drove him mad.Daniel was his mum's favorite, while she was alive. Mr. Williams adored his first son, and spoilt him to a bit, but when he realized how much damage he has done to him, his hope, and interest died.Daniel spotted Stoner leaving his Dad's room, and immediately called out to him, "Mr. stoner".Lately, Stoner adored him, and was always ready to diligently serve him."Yes" Stoner responded.Daniel had a crooked smile. He moved closer to Stoner, and whispered, "How is the old man?"Stoner shifted a bit, and answered "His doing well" and then muttered under his breath how weird the question was. He instantly became uncomfortable standing there.What was wrong with Daniel? His voice sounded malicious, and deadly, like he wanted the old man out of the way."How was Carl and Bella's date? No one is saying anything about it." Daniel brought his voice to a whisper, and could barely hide his bitterness in his tone."I don't know much. Remember, I am just a Chauffeur, who never gets invited in." Stoner chuckled."But atleast, you know something." Daniel pressured further, trying to get any information."I am sorry, I don't. May I leave now?" Stoner bowed. There was no response, so he took it as a go-ahead permission."What a jerk" Stoner muttered to himself, almost despising him instantly. His greed for the company's money was more obvious, and felt dangerous. If Daniel ruins the company, most people will end up jobless, including him.In the dimly lit garage, Carl swung open the passenger door, his eyes sparkling with excitement. I felt a rush of adrenaline as he urged me to get in, his words tumbling out in a persuasive whisper. My heart raced like a wild animal, making it hard to catch my breath. I fired questions at him, but he just smiled at me, his silence only adding to the mystery. He slid into the driver's seat, and turned the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life, and we sped off into the darkness, the tires screeching in protest. The only sound was the soft hum of the engine and the crunch of gravel beneath the wheels, leaving a trail of dust in our wake.As we drove, I glanced at the road, my mind racing with thoughts about my boss's schedule. "I have to go out with my boss by 10 PM. Are we going to be back before then?" I asked, my voice almost lost in the breeze of the night. Carl's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You won't be back today," he responded, his voice low and hu
CARL AND MR. WILLIAMS Carl meets with his father in his room. Mr. Williams' face was etched with a deep frown as Carl explained the situation of Khloe mum's illness. "She's too sick to meet with you, unless you're willing to visit her in the hospital," Carl said, knowing full well that his father would not agree to the suggestion. One thing, he and his dad had in common was the strong aversion to hospitals, the antiseptic smell and sterile atmosphere grating on their nerves. "What exactly is wrong with her?" Mr. Williams asked, his eyes peering out from behind his glasses, his voice laced with concern."She has a heart problem, and I think a kidney problem too." Carl responded."She is your future wife's mother, why don't you just fly her to the best surgeons." His father suggested."Yes, you are right. I would be discussing this with Khloe today." Carl responded. Mr. Williams still had no idea that his son's girlfriend actually works in his house, and under his payroll. Ca
MR. WILLIAMS P.O.VI stood before the sleek, silver vault in my suave, dimly lit bedroom. The soft, golden light of the bedside lamp cast a warm glow on the simple, yet elegant document that lay before me. It was a contract, one that had bound me to a promise I made years ago. I was dressed in a comfortable, yet stylish outfit - a crisp, white linen shirt, paired with dark pants, and a pair of my favorite slides. As I gazed at the document, my mind wandered back to the happy memories of my wife. Her bright, radiant smile and infectious laughter filled my thoughts. We were once so happy, so full of life and love. But then, something changed. A secret, one that I had kept hidden for so long, began to tear us apart.I shut the vault, and made my way to the bed, collapsing onto the soft, feathered duvet. My eyes closed, and my mind drifted back to the past, to the moments that had led me to this point. The memories came flooding back, like a bittersweet tidal wave, crashing against the s
DANIEL'S P.O.V I realized that caution was crucial in my quest to outdo my brother, as Carl seemed to be gaining the upper hand. I needed to tread carefully to avoid raising suspicions and refrain from confrontations with my brother, opting instead for a more subtle approach. I reached for my phone and sent a discreet message to Nate, requesting a meeting outside the house at 12 P.M. She vehemently agreed to the meeting without telling me how her boss might need her to be around. Nate's sudden cooperation with me was equally unsettling but then, I wasn't going to win this fight without her. As I sat at RESTON Restaurant, my eyes fixed on my watch, mesmerized by the ticking seconds and minutes creeping towards our appointed hour. Time seemed to slow, and I felt like a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And then, without warning, Nate appeared before me, her presence announced only by the soft creak of the chair as she sat down. Her sudden arrival caught me off guard,
KHLOE'S P.O.VI knew sneaking out of the mansion without my boss's permission was a grave mistake, but my mother's dire condition had left me no choice. I had to see her, and Carl had equally given me the courage to do so. I didn't even get a chance to speak with her, since she was asleep through out my stay in the hospital. But then, Carl's unexpected kindness had been a balm to my soul. He'd not only driven me to the hospital, but also taken Aunt Kim out, giving her a little opportunity to breathe in fresh air. Her smile when they returned was so beautiful, and I felt a pang of gratitude towards Carl that sent shivers down my spine. The flutter in my chest, the longing to be near him, it all came flooding back.Yet, my thoughts soon snapped back to my boss, who I knew would obviously still be pissed at me. I needed to face him now, to apologize and beg for mercy. My heart raced at the uncertainty of meeting him this morning - would I get fired, or perhaps receive more slaps on my f
As I sat on the ground, with my hand on my face, the headlights of Carl's car illuminated the dark driveway. He leapt out of the vehicle, his long strides devouring the distance between us. His face was a picture of fury, his eyes blazing like embers. "Don't tell me Daniel did this to you!!" he thundered, his voice like a crack of lightning that shook the air. "Where is Daniel?!!!!"I gestured weakly towards the club's back door, and Carl seemed to expand with rage, his chest heaving like a bellows. He looked like a knight ready to charge into battle, but I stopped him with a frail hand, my voice barely above a whisper, as I groaned in pain, "Please, Carl, just take me home."The anger in his eyes still simmered, like he was about to bring the whole world down. But as our gazes met, the anger eventually gave way to a softness I'd never seen before. He scooped me up from the ground with a tender strength, like I weighed nothing. He settled me into the back seat. Then, he rounded the ca