LOGINDamian POV“What you need is a distraction,” Mason said while we were resting on the couch.After our struggle earlier, the three of us slumped on the couch in the living room to rest and get our bearings back.No one said a word for a long time, until Mason broke the silence with the suggestion.I looked at him, confusion filling my eyes.Sometimes, Mason comes up with ridiculous ideas, and today was one of them.He used to tell me that Gwen was a distraction. In the same breath, he kept telling me to leave Gwen well enough alone.Now, he was telling me I needed some distraction.“What do you mean?” My brows furrowed at the idea.I am not sure if he was already bored running the business with me and wanted some action. Maybe it was a hint that we all needed to go back.For weeks, the boss had been calling us back to work, but I couldn’t fully get myself on board.It may be because I still worry about Gwen.She had been my distraction.She was the reason I kept postponing reporting b
Chapter 165. Damian POV“Where have you been?” Mason demanded as soon as I opened the penthouse door.He put his hand on his hip and stared into my eyes.The expression on his face was one of accusation.Even if I did not come out clean, from the looks on his face, it could be gleaned that he already knew where I had been, even without my telling him.So, instead of answering his question, I marched to my room. It was the most spacious room in the penthouse.It used to be where my grandpa stayed, wherever he was in town, but since he delegated the task of handling the Daily News Agency to me, I am now occupying this room.We just transferred from the Hotel across the street that evening when Damon almost r*ped Gwen. I can’t leave anything to chance. Even when we already subdued Damon, and he was being held in one of the holding cells in the Vanguard’s headquarters, I did not take anything to chance.There is still a possibility that he or our parents can hurt Gwen. I was not worried
Gwen POV“Wow!” I muttered to myself when we got inside.The building screamed class. The floors gleamed, and the walls were painted white and gray.While I followed Mr. Boyd, I could feel several eyes on me. I just tried to act casual since they do not feel offensive. The whole place looked like everyone was busy with their jobs.We reached the top floor, and Mr. Boyd entered a glass room that looked like an aquarium. Mr. Boyd explained it was the conference room.“We call this our war room.” He told me when my head scanned the whole room.My forehead creased into a frown.I did not understand at first.“This is where we make plans for the business.” He explained.We sat down, and he began asking me questions about my last job and what I planned to do in the future. He did not ask about my life in Cadillac City, which actually made me heave a huge sigh of relief.I really do not want to tell anyone the reason why I left Cadillac City because that would mean I was giving away informa
Gwen POVMy eyes widened in excitement.The prospect of possibly being hired ended my search for a new job and sent a thrill through me.Just when I was about to lose all hope.“Are you serious?” I exclaimed, not one to refuse an unexpected gift.Without realizing it, a hopeful expression crossed over my face.Liam looked amused by my reaction. He chuckled.One thing I liked about him. He was not touchy. He was standing a few paces away from me as if he did not want to cross my personal boundary.I appreciate the respect, and that made me feel valued as a person.“So, you are in need of a job?” Amusement sparkled in his eyes when I nodded enthusiastically at him.“Oh! You are a savior!” I exclaimed, pressing my palms together with a bright light shining in my eyes.“You have no idea how much I needed a new job,” I added before looking up, thanking the skies above.Heaven must have heard my anguish, and this is their answer.My lips twitched. I could not keep them from smiling widely a
Gwen POVUnlike in the past, I did not go straight to the terminal after leaving the building that houses the Daily News Agency. Instead, I walked and let my feet carry me anywhere.Today would have been my last day, but since I already resigned, Baron told me that I only needed to process my resignation and submit it to HR, and then I could leave.He said it was Damian’s order.There was a tiny pinch to my chest after hearing it. We already said our goodbyes, but the thought that he was not inclined to see me today, even for the last time, to deliver the order himself rankled.While I wanted to thank him for the thoughtful gesture, it also made me sad.The early dismissal gave me extra time to mull over things. It will also allow me time to check the city for a new place to stay.Even when Damian was not forcing me out, I planned to vacate the apartment unit today. I was so sure there was no reason to extend my stay. I already resigned. I am no longer part of the Daily News Agency’s
Gwen POV“So where to?” Jo asked when it was just the two of us.The hallway was now empty. Monique had packed herself and left, too, leaving just Jo and me standing there.Nick had already gone back to his office, leaving Jo and me.I waved the folder in front of her face with the resignation letter that bore Mrs. Lucerne’s mark.“I need to submit this to HR for processing.” I pivoted on my heels and went on the route that would lead me to HR.At first, none of the staff noticed us; everyone was focused on their own work. I waited at the receptionist's counter. Having Jo beside me kept the situation from feeling awkward. I was not waiting alone. I have her with me.When Jo noticed that we had waited long enough and still weren’t attended to, she took matters into her own hands.“Hello, people, does anyone have time for us?” Jo knocked on the counter to attract the receptionist’s attention. When she saw us, her expression changed to a bored one.Still, it did not faze Jo, who snatche
Gwen POVAlarm filled me.But I tried to act as professionally as possible. I schooled my face, not wanting this stranger to see the alarm I was feeling.“Sorry, mister.” I bowed my head a little as a sign of sincere apology.There was a company policy that guests shouldn’t see staff. No one from t
Damian POVI was waiting for the sound of her protest, but no objection escaped her lips.I watched her face. She was not looking at me, but she was nodding her head as if in agreement.I sighed at the silent expression of her trust. I did not know that I was holding my breath. But now that I had h
Damian POVA reluctant smile escaped my lips. I tried to wipe it off my face because that would have been telling, and I succeeded.Only, I got disappointed because my restraint went unrecognized.Gwen’s eyes were already droopy. She had been fighting it earlier, but now sleep is claiming her.She
Damian POV“What was that?” I demanded of Joseph Brook, Damon’s assistant, after Gwen left.He looked puzzled for a moment. His forehead creased into a frown. Maybe because he did not get what I wanted to know.“What’s what, Mr. Olson?” Joseph blinked, obviously at a loss as to what I was thinking.







