Fifty FourChloeI bit into my sandwich, chewing as I calculated how much stock we had left. We would have to make a grocery order soon and I wanted to be sure I got every item we needed. I had forgotten to order an extra tin of tomato sauce last week and Liu had ranted my ear off. He could be nice and all, but whenever something threatened his business, be it a person or a thing, he was bound to get his haunches up and rant on and on until someone begged him to stop. I was in the middle of checking how many eggs we had when Jenny came barging into the store, causing the crates of eggs to wobble slightly. "Dammit! Jenny be fucking careful!" I yelled, reaching out to steady the crates. We couldn't afford to lose any eggs. Liu was going to hack off my head! When I was sure the eggs were stable I turned around to glare at her. "Sorry," she mumbled timidly, wiping her hands on her black pants. I sighed and picked my account book which had fallen to the floor. "What do you want?" "The
Fifty FiveNathan"What did you find out?" I muttered into the device stuck in my ear as I got dressed for work. "Benjamin Industries is falling apart. Their rival, the El Salvatore group of companies are rising through the ranks. It's quite remarkable how much investors they've been able to garner within a short period of time. The owner, Mr Eduardo is a business man who has struggled to hold his company up for several years. For some reason, he suddenly gained a lot of investors and now his business is on the fly. The only thing standing in his way..." I sighed, straightening my suit and adjusting the rumples in my collar. "My family's company," "Yes," Cameron, the private investigator I had hired, replied. "Nathan Industries isn't on his radar because we deal in a different niche than he does. You run a tech company and the last thing Eduardo wants to be interested in is tech. I think another reason why he isn't interested though is because you keep your accounts and company dea
Fifty-SixNathan I yanked off my trousers, holding them up in the air. The same butler who had approached me the first time, appeared again to retrieve it. I studied his form quite well. He was of average height and looked every bit like a normal American middle-aged man. He must've noticed that I was scrutinizing him, because he quickly bowed and walked away, fading into the background. "So what's the plan?" I mumbled walking through the crowd of men and women fucking like a bunch of honey rabbits. "I need to find Noah," "How do you know, he'll show up?" Cameron asked. "For all we know, he's probably passed out in a bar," "He'll show up. He's trying to protect Mom and Dad. He can't afford to piss off Eduardo," I replied.Pretending to be interested in watching couples doing the dirty, I checked the faces of the men, subtly, one after the other. None of them was Noah. Where the hell was he? Eduardo had only invited fifteen men to his stupid orgy party. Why the hell couldn't I fi
Fifty-Seven Chloe"...And he just dropped this and walked off," I explained to Addison. She swallowed the noodles she was eating so she could speak. "See?! I knew he was shady. Shady old man. I can't believe we allowed Adele to smile at him like that. Right baby?" She cooed at Adele who sat on her thighs, pouting because we wouldn't allow her to eat noodles. I looked down at the card and flash drive. "He seemed pretty serious, Addy. He knew so much about me." "He's a stalker, that's what," Addy said. "We should report him to the police," I was afraid but somehow I didn't think we needed to involve the police yet. "What about the flash drive? Shouldn't we check it out first?" Addison shrugged. "What if they're filled with dick pics?" "Addison!" I yelled, reaching across the rug to block Adele's ears. "Oh please," she rolled her eyes. "She watches Cartoon network does she not? The name of that guy that follows Batman around is Dick. How's this any different?" "It's different be
Fifty-EightNathan'You have to survive Nathan. You have to fucking survive and if I have to tear the world apart, I will!'Noah's words from the day before rang in my head as if played constantly on repeat. I couldn't get his words out of my head. Survive? What did he mean he would tear the world apart for me to survive? Was that what he had been doing all along, trying to help me survive? Fuck. Had I been seeing it all wrong? I closed my eyes trying to think about what had happened the day I went to my parent's house. They had behaved nonchalantly at first. All of them. Noah had pissed off some crazy mafia dude and my mom had still been making fish sauce, dancing, and shaking her hips like everything was fine. Dad had slept like a baby and the only time Noah had looked serious was when we were outside by the pool. When he 'disowned' me. You have to survive Nathan...... If I have to tear the world apart, I will!I sighed, rubbing my forehead. When he made things public to the me
Fifty-NineChloeMy knees knocked together nervously as we waited in the reception room. I was a nervous wreck, but fuck if I could control my knees. I glanced at David, wondering what I would do if all he said turned out to be true after all. He claimed I wasn't Chloe Tristan. That mom and Dad had stolen me off when I was a kid. Fucking hilarious. It was absurd and unbelievable and yet here I was in a fucking hospital."Relax Chloe," David muttered soothingly."Since I met you, you've said that to me like a gazillion times," I told him, rubbing my hand on my thighs so I could calm my shaky legs. "Because you're always so wound up. It's easy to see how Tristan and his wife have treated you," he muttered and I looked away. "Stop talking about my parents like that," I said timidly. I had no idea why I was defending them. They had treated me badly... Sometimes. But we had good memories too... I think. Crap what was this? Some memory lane trip? I shook my head and faced David. "Why
SixtyNathan."The media is going crazy!" A director yelled. "They're calling you a ruthless person and a cruel son!" I was at another board of directors meeting. Unlike other meetings which weren't about me, this one was. It had been five days since my parents died and no one had seen me mourn in public. I had them buried away from prying media eyes and so all they had was the information that they were buried. Nobody knew how or where. And they were dying to know. With the press in the dark, everyone else was in the dark, and my directors? Well, they couldn't take it anymore. They were dying with suspense and had called a board meeting over something that wasn't of their concern.Fucking Nitwits. I stared blankly at the director who must have started the whole thing. "They disowned me. I don't see why I have to mourn them for a long time," I could see the horror on his face as he blubbered. "B...but we do not want such bad publicity for the company! If you look bad, we all look
Sixty OneChloeI was back. South Carolina stared back at me, with its pretty blue skies and natural landscape. The air was the same. Fresh especially in the mornings like this. My stomach turned queasy as second thoughts plague my mind. Could I really follow through with the plan? "Hello, Carolina! Your bitches are back!" Addison screamed as she alighted from the plane ruining my moment. "Yayyyyyy!!!!" Adele cheered in David's arms as he climbed down the stairs as well, a wide grin on his face.I had to be the only one who wasn't excited to be back. "So," David said, looking at me, "Think you're ready for this? I told you two months ago that you don't have to do it if you are not ready." I gave him a small smile. Right, he had. "I'm ready, I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." "Alright! Now that you've all done your sour sappy moment, Let's get going!" Addison cheered, urging us forward. "I don't even get why you're excited," I mumbled as she pushed us toward the airport. "Bitc-