Noah's POV
Everything flew so fast; well, you can't blame me, my company was at stake, so I had to do what I did, the best.
It was kind of difficult at first to find Rachael's replacement but with the help of Mike, my P. It was easier.
No matter how much I tried to drift to the past, I was always in awe of how I let Kim slip through my hand. I made sure to try everything possible to win back her love. It just kept proving abortive; it was late, after all.
It has been five years already and I think she is now Happy with Houston. I might not know much about that jerk but I knew him well enough to keep Kim happy and safe no matter what.
I can't help reminiscing the past, the site I was scrolling through wouldn't stop blabbering and rambling on and off how elegant their wedding was.
Just before I could scroll up, an image caught my site on the page written boldly on the front page;
"RA. Levantado!!" with the name rolling so cool on my tongue, I can't stop admiring the brand.
They started recently, I guess three years ago, and now they have all the spotlight proclaimed and known as the best fashion brand.
I scoffed loudly.
The sound of a cleared throat snapped me out of my throat when I raised my head, meeting the gaze of my P.A., Mike.
I wondered since when he has been standing there not like I even know when he entered.
" Spill" I commanded.
With curiosity evident on my countenance, I waited impatiently to hear whatever he had to say.
Beaming in a smile as he widened his grin to a big chortle;
"Congratulations sir, We won the collaboration, we were considered to collaborate with the RA Levantado multipurpose fashion brand," he said excitedly earning a grin from me.
Trying to hide my excitement, I collected the file containing the conditions and terms of the company.
Merely seeing the first page, which has the first page, boldly written the name of the brand with the RA written boldly in amazone bt font while the lavantado lay beneath in an Arial font.
Ignoring the cringing sensation I felt, I opened the page where the signature of the CEO was lying comfortably across the edge end of the page.
" I have gone through the conditions; it's what we can afford, and none of it is out of our reach but there was one who got me confused and I didn't seem to get the reason it has to be like that."
I waited for my P. A to pronounced to me all the necessary information I might need to know before going through them myself, don't think I am kinda lazy, I just love it that way, we both got to talk it out from whatever perspective we both viewed it from.
I knitted my brow as I listened to what he had to say maybe it was something that could pique my interest.
" Carry on" I commanded.
" I haven't got to meet the real CEO of the brand, the meeting was led by her secretary named Juliet though research said she was out of town and one of the conditions also stated that till the day of the gala, all the meeting that will be through conference call and will be as the CEO deemed fit"
I can't deny the disappointment running through me, I don't know what I was thinking but I would love to meet the backbone of this brand.
" Do you have to ask the reason behind that?" I asked.
" The secretary said; it was how the CEO wanted it and the reason is none of our business to start with"
I smirked at the remark while I relaxed my arms on my deck while clasping my fingers.
Don't judge me but I just which to know about this person, I don't think it is a bad idea to find out about your partner.
The thought of doing personal research crossed my mind while convincing myself why I had to do it.
I shrugged off the thought before I could think of something dubious and mischievous that could cost me the contract or probably put my company at stake.
I have had more damage with Racheal already, I can't afford any other scandal.
"Okay, till the gala they said ....till the gala we shall wait" I declared.
Distracting my mind from it, I asked;
"What about the Modish Muse enterprise, have they said anything so far regarding the contract?"
With Mike's head hanging low, I knew what the next word was going to me, I stomped to my feet angrily while clenching my fist as I Let the rage brewing inside me replace the excitement I felt a few minutes ago.
" That bad arrogant jerk!!" I said with my gritted teeth
Modern Muse Enterprise was headed by Kelvin Patterson, ever since he was assigned the company......he has changed all the conduct laid out by his dad, the ex-CEO.
Before he took over, his dad signed a contract with our company funding us with most of the best textiles and silk we use and everything has broken off since he got on that chair.
My anger turned into a mischievous smirk;
" You can go Mike I will solve this my way", I said dismissing my P.A
" I don't think we are on good terms for you to have called me like this" Kelvin's hoarse voice echoed through the phone after three continuous trials to reach him.
" Stop all this childish act and let go of the past; it has been five years already, if anyone should be mourning through this, that should be me...... you at least have a replacement while I was left with nothing"
A low humorless laugh sounded through the phone;
" Don't talk like you know everything, Mr. Gordon. If you called for this shit then I am afraid I have to drop this, I have a lot of meaningful meetings to attend to".....he trailed off his words emphasizing meaning.
" Then why haven't you signed the deal then, the deal has been going on before you got there so why the hell do you have to cut it off now.....With my tone raised higher than I expected, I lashed out while adding the last piece in a mocking yet challenging tone; Did Kim ask you not to?"
" It's like you take my words lightly when I said those words earlier.....to hell with you and your fucking Kim," He said this with anger and pains evident in his tone before hanging up on me.
" To hell with my fucking Kim?!!" I muttered the last piece beneath my breath with a tinge of confusion visible through my face.
Noah's POVOne week later...I stood beside Racheal, who was propped up on the hospital bed, still struggling to fully recover. The sterile scent of antiseptic hung in the air, but it was the sight of her fragile form that gripped my heart. Kelvin and Bella had flown back to New Coastal two days ago, insisting on leaving after Racheal woke up. Their departure felt like a hollow echo of the chaos that had consumed us.Juliet was locked away, and sentenced to life imprisonment. I made sure of that. She deserved every bit of it. A maniac like her wasn’t meant to walk among the living.As I watched Racheal adjust herself, attempting to sit upright, I instinctively reached out to help her. But she slapped my hand away with a surprising force. The sting of her rejection hit me like a cold wave. She had done the same thing when she first woke up, and it scared the hell out of me. I rushed to the doctor, fearing she was suffering from amnesia, but my worries eased when he assured me she had b
Kelvin's POV"You left us, remember? You gave us hope, Ana! You let us all believe you would come back! We waited for you, Ana. I waited. Mom waited... You broke your promise! You broke your fucking promise because of your selfish interest, your lust for revenge!"I pulled Bella into an embrace, which she calmly accepted. Juliet, whom I now realized was Anabella, had recently been caught at the same tournament Bella had described. She had a lot on her mind and plenty of tools at hand. If not for Bella, we would still be in the dark; no one would have thought that this old tournament, long neglected, would be used to commit such a devious act.Just two days ago, Bella had been crying in my arms. So much was uncovered—so much I hadn’t expected at all.After coming to terms with the fact that Bella was Juliet's younger sister, it occurred to me that Juliet wasn't who we thought she was. Her initial aim in entering R.A. was to cause harm to the Houston family. As she had said moments ago,
Kelvin's POVI was on the brink of tears the moment I set my eyes on Kim. The fact that she was breathing with the aid of oxygen wasn't enough; she was hooked up to a life-support machine. I felt a flicker of irritation that Noah had signed the forced labor consent form, but perhaps I was wrong—maybe that was the best decision.Bella had a tough time going back to sleep after mentioning a random name that only gave me a hint amidst the shattered debris of my thoughts. I tried not to force any conversation on her, at least keeping my promise to Noah until she opened up. Until then, I remained silent.We couldn't go into the ward, so we decided to stay back, looking through the transparent glass that separated us from the lobby lawn. Bella couldn't control her tears anymore; I had been hearing her trying to stifle the sobs since we arrived. Her soft gasps said it all. It made me reflect on my decision to stay outside; I didn’t think I could keep my emotions in check once we entered.Lin
Kelvin's POVI couldn't believe I had given in to my lust once more. The last time something like this happened, I apologized and vowed it would never repeat itself. Now, as I sifted through the files Noah sent me, I still struggled to admit that Juliet and Bella might be sisters. Our alliance was built on a shared goal, and the last time we had met like this was to reveal the truth behind RA. Now, we were here because of Racheal, but my purpose was to uncover Juliet's identity.*I didn’t start this relationship on a clean slate just to end it because of a culprit sharing her blood.*“You seem early!” Noah remarked, his voice laced with sarcasm.“And you seem late,” I shot back, eyeing him. He looked lean and disheveled, a total mess compared to the Noah I knew.“Is she with you?” he asked.“Why would I bring her with me?” I replied, my irritation rising.“You have no reason to call me here, then—”“What makes you think they’re related? Even if they are, I doubt she knows about her ex
Bella's POVEvery part of my body ached from the journey, and I could barely feel my legs. But it was worth it. It had been a long time coming—discussing the idea of flying down here to visit Kelvin's parents. He had been overly protective, worrying I wasn’t ready for this. Yet, here we were, on our way to meet both my idol and his parents. The former excited me; the latter filled me with dread.Kelvin noticed my uneasiness and pulled me into an embrace, planting a soft kiss on my forehead—a gesture I had grown so accustomed to. We had just landed, and as we headed to the lobby, I spotted Kelvin shaking hands with someone I didn’t recognize. Others bowed slightly to him, showing their respect.*What should I expect?* I thought. *He is one of the youngest renowned businessmen, linking a channel between New York and the USA is no small feat.* I mustered a smile for those who acknowledged me.We would head home before leaving early to visit Racheal in the hospital. My gaze was caught in
Kelvin's POVI had barely settled back into my office when the news hit me like a freight train. Rachael had been in an accident? My heart sank as I slumped into my chair, the weight of the world crashing down around me. I had just returned, hoping to find some semblance of normalcy, when everything spiraled out of control again.“Kelvin, are you okay?” Bella asked, moving toward my chair, her eyes scanning my face for any sign of reassurance.“No, not really,” I replied, rubbing my temples to ease the pounding in my head. She could see how close I was to Racheal, and I knew she understood my worries. “Rachael is in critical condition. I need to get down to New York,” I added, my voice strained.“Do you want me to come with you?” she offered, concern lacing her tone. I hesitated for a moment, the urgency of the situation clashing with my instincts to protect her. “No, I’ll travel alone,” I said, pushing myself to my feet. I grabbed my phone and shot a quick message to my secretary,
Kim's POVI could remember feeling utterly drained when I returned home, free from Kelvin's silence, the weight of everything pressing heavily on my shoulders. My parents welcomed me with open arms, their warmth almost overwhelming. My dad, who had been distant for so long, embraced me tightly. The love in that moment nearly brought me to tears.“Kim, we’ve missed you so much,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve missed you too, Dad,” I replied, feeling the tears well up in my eyes. It was a bittersweet reunion, knowing what lay ahead. I wasn't expecting such a reaction from my dad and hearing how he missed me made me feel like I was close to my endThe last time I went to the clinic for a check-up, I had received the results I had dreaded. I had known, deep down, that choosing to keep the baby while battling cancer was a gamble. The odds were stacked against me, and I felt the looming shadow of my mortality.My mom had sensed something was wrong, even when I tried to keep
Racheal's POVI couldn't take Noah's silence anymore. It was suffocating me, and it was terrible for Ariella to witness all of this. My heart raced as I stormed into Noah's study, furious and desperate for answers. My hands trembled with anger and confusion as I stumbled upon a collection of files and documents, all centered around Juliet.I picked up every picture I could find. My breath caught in my throat as I looked at the images of Juliet and her family. There was one of a man smiling lovingly at a woman—Juliet's parents, I realized. The man’s coat struck a chord in my memory, though I couldn't pinpoint why it seemed so familiar. As I traced the photos, my eyes fell on a little girl who looked strikingly like Juliet. It had to be her sister. A shiver ran down my spine as I pieced together the fragments of my discovery. But then, my gaze landed on a guillotine with a body labeled "XAVIER'S." My heart dropped. I was about to open it when Noah’s voice shattered the silence.“You're
Kelvin's POVThe air between us hung heavy with unspoken words. I could see Bella processing everything I had just said, her brow furrowed in thought. I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to bridge the gap that had grown between us.“Kelvin, I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner. I could have helped you,” she said, her voice steady but filled with a hint of disappointment. “I thought I was protecting you,” I replied, my frustration mixing with regret. “I didn’t want you to be dragged into the chaos of my life. But now, I realize that keeping you in the dark only hurt us both.”She fell silent, staring at the ground as if searching for answers in the cracks of the pavement. I wanted to reach out, to comfort her, but I hesitated, unsure if she would welcome my touch again.“Do you think this is something I could just forget?” she finally asked, her voice breaking slightly. “You made me feel like I was special, and then you pulled the rug out from under me.”