The chairman was correct, he has always hated Ferguson treating him like trash when he was older than ferguson.
When Peter, Clyde's father was alive, he was at the verge of taking over the company but death took him away before he could even sign the papers. Years later and it was time for Clyde to be the Ceo and owner of the company but it didn't work out since he had refused to get married and have a child.
And now Matthew, Clyde's uncle who was supposed to be the Ceo of the company handed it over to his son Ferguson, who was now the present Ceo of the company.
Ever since Ferguson became the Ceo and Clyde the managing director who worked under him, it was never easy for Clyde since going to work everyday suddenly became like stepping on fiery charcoal. Was it humiliation publicly? Embarrassment? Or curses? Clyde endured all of it throughout the years.
It was a fair game but too fair that it slapped Clyde's so hard on the face. He had a reason for not wanting to get married but his grandfather just wouldn't understand him.
Letting out a sigh he spoke nonchalantly“He should come home, I haven't seen him in a long time anyway.” Clyde himself was irritated by his words. Not having ferguson around for a month felt like a month in Arizona for him and now Ferguson was coming back to torture him?
After spending a little time with his grandfather, Clyde took the initiative and returned back to his villa. When he reached home it was already evening. He quickly had a warm bath and returned to the kitchen to whip something for himself.
Not knowing why, Clyde seemed bothered and did not have much of an appetite. Perhaps the conversation with his grandfather was the cause of it.
“Are you alright Mr Adric? Do you not have any appetite tonight?” Norton asked slowly as he watched Clyde holding a fork of spaghetti but didn't put it inside his mouth.
He was with Clyde tonight, just like every other night when he watched him eat before going to bed. That was how it has always been throughout the years of working with him, since Clyde had always hated to eat alone.
Lifting his brows and letting out a deep sigh, Clyde looked up at his assistant “Yeah...I guess so.” he let out a sniffed smile.
Norton watched the expression on Clyde's face and noticed that something must have happened, so he opened his mouth to say something but Clyde caught him off guard.
“You should go home now, it's getting late and I don't have much of an appetite tonight to make you stay.” Clyde's response came out very low. In addition, he was extremely calm.
Norton knew too well that once he left the house, his boss was going to sleep on an empty stomach. However he felt a bit sad about it but there was nothing he could do.
After mulling over for a while, he finally left and as usual the house became empty, having only Clyde in it as he stared into space.
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Soon it was Monday again and Amelia struggled to wake up early, since she had been sleeping overly long whenever she had the slightest chance of dozing off. Perhaps her pregnancy was the cause of it all.
Stepping out of her small sized bed, she headed to the bathroom for a shower. After what took like forever, she was finally out and stood in front of the mirror staring at her bare stomach.
“I just have until tonight to decide whether to keep you or not.” she rubbed her stomach slowly and added “I just hope I made the right decision.”
Letting out a faint smile, she quickly prepared for work and went downstairs for breakfast. Amelia entered the kitchen and saw her grandfather preparing the table, as he placed their plates on the table carefully.
Whoever would know him in the past, would definitely know that he was a cook who owned a small restaurant back in the days when he went to college. However he was getting old but his food still tasted exquisite just like when he was younger.
Having seen him preparing the table, Amelia stopped walking and only stood by the door watching her grandfather in silence. She smiled when the pleasant sight in front of her reminded her of the past when she was a child.
She could still vividly remember the day that she had lost her mother to cancer and that was when this old man and his late wife appeared to take care of her. At first she never liked them but gradually she came to love them so much. But now, she had loved this man more than she loved herself for the past fourteen years he had taken care of her.
“Would you stop staring at your grandpa and have breakfast instead?” Her grandfather's voice came out loud, jerking her out of her thoughts.
Without a word spoken, she walked over to her grandfather and placed a kiss on his cheek before settling down to have breakfast. Soon they started to eat and Amelia stuffed so much food inside her mouth, that she began to choke.
“Ahem! You should eat slowly or else I will take the food away!” the old man scolded his granddaughter as he rubbed her back gently.
Amelia's vision was suddenly blurred with tears and she bit hard on her bottom lips before she turned to her grandfather “Thank you grandpa and I'm sorry, the food is just too delicious for a hungry lion like me.” she sniffed in.
In the past she would take little of her breakfast and leave for work ignoring her grandfather's complaints, but now she was eating like a hungry beast who had been starving for years.
“What is wrong with me? Why am I eating a lot like a hungry lion? Could it be because...” Amelia was immersed in her own thoughts but the scream of her grandfather brought her back to reality.
The old man saw Amelia's cheek which was stained with tears and couldn't help but exclaim “Amelia, why are you crying?!”
Outside the office was Norton as he stood in front of the door keeping watch. Although the office was sound proofed, he couldn't risk anyone finding out about the situation at hand.“Is she really pregnant with Mr. Adric?” Norton itched the back of his head as he asked himself. In all his five years of working with Clyde, he had come across different women claiming to have a child for his boss. But no matter how much he thinks about it, there is something peculiar and true about this particular woman.As the saying goes, the first meeting is a coincidence and the second is fate. Now that he thinks about it, their meeting wasn't really a coincidence but actually meant something.“I wonder how Mr. Adric is doing. I just hope everything goes well.” Norton muttered. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and sighed afterwards. It has already been over an hour since the young lady entered.At that moment in time, the door burst open and it revealed the angry Amelia who grumpily walked out
In the conference room, the timer in front of Clyde stopped three seconds after the briefing of the art team leader. His lips curved into a satisfactory smile as he flipped through the pages of the file in front of him. It was obvious he enjoyed the briefing presented by the art team. “Good job, everyone. I particularly enjoyed today's briefing. Also, always bear in mind to go beyond our customers expectations by working hard. Today's result is awesome doesn't mean that it will be the same tomorrow. Meeting dismissed.” Clyde concluded the meeting and returned to his office, only to meet his secretary and a young lady waiting for him.“What is going on here?” Clyde turned to Norton with a frown, expecting an explanation from him.“Mr. Adric, this young lady claims to have something very important to tell you.” Norton informed and left the office afterwards.Sighing, Clyde rubbed his temple as he walked to his desk and sat down. He loosened his neck tie and averted his amber eyes to
Amelia walked out of the jewelry shop feeling defeated. She was unable to sell the wristwatch as she had planned.She still could not bring herself to believe that the bastard who had forced himself on that night was the director of Adric designer's company. “What should I do? Should I just meet with him?” Amelia stopped on her track and asked out loud.Before she could come to a conclusion, another call from her grandfather's phone interrupted her. Amelia let out a loud sigh after realizing that it was the cake guy who had called her earlier. After a few seconds of hesitance, her fingers swiped to the answer option.“Hello sir, I will be there in a jiffy.” Amelia hung up before he could even speak a word.Afterwards she flagged down a taxi and it did not take time for her to arrive at the store. “Why didn't you come earlier to pick up the cake? Seriously, you kept me waiting!” The man in charge of the cake store scolded.“I'm sorry, I have been busy. Also, I didn't know that he or
Arriving in front of the hospital, Amelia quickly alighted from the taxi and ran her way through inside the hospital. As she entered the hall, a doctor directed to the room where her grandfather was hospitalized. The moment she entered the room, her eyes came in contact with a body covered with plain white clothing. “What is going on?” Amelia asked the doctors in a trembling voice. The doctor in charge of her grandfather bowed his head to avoid her fiery gaze and swollen facials. “My grandpa is not the person under the white clothing, is he?” Amelia asked again, this time her tears flowed on her cheeks and she wiped them with her thumbs. She was already losing it and it was obvious. Even without the doctor telling her, she already knew that her grandfather was no more. She was no fool, but as much as she wanted to accept the fact that her grandfather was dead, she just couldn't. “I'm sorry, Miss Amelia.” The doctor finally said and sighed afterwards before leaving them alone A
The weeks ran so fast that it was beginning to scare the hell out of Amelia. She had turned three months today and here she was again, standing in front of a mirror with her eyes fixed on her protruding belly. Sighing she walked back to her bed and sat down. The thought of going to work alone was beginning to scare her a lot. Her stomach has gotten a bit big that it can be noticed if one could take a closer look. Again if she doesn't go to work there will be no guarantee that she could pay the rent since the expiration date for the last one was drawing close. “Oh sweet lord” she rubbed her forehead softly as she was beginning to develop a headache from thinking too much. A small smile appeared on her lips and she placed her hands on her stomach before speaking. “Kiddo can you help me? Mom is going through a lot and the only way to keep making a living is by hiding you.” She stood up and walked over to the mirror again. As she stared directly at her stomach through the mirror, her
Amelia was seated on the couch opposite her grandfather in the sitting room. They were both mum and Amelia felt tense as she played with her fingers. Realizing that nobody was ready to say a word, Amelia sighed and decided to take the initiative to speak to clear the misunderstanding between them. “Grandfather!” she blurted out. Her hands grew a little clammy as she clutched her clothes; it was probably due to her fraying nerves. Taking a deep breath, she continued slowly, “Grandfather I can...” “Who is the father of your unborn child?” her grandfather interrupted her words as he stared at the ultrasound report in his hands. With his facial expression, one could tell he was disappointed. If there was a word more suitable for it then, the word disappointed was nowhere close to how he felt. He had lots of trouble raising her and hoped for her to one day live her dream and not end up like his daughter, her mother. However, it was already too late he felt so defeated. *Just why has