“What did you say?” I asked him with a confused smile. I was really hoping, but I heard him wrong. “I said you are fired, Eliza,” he said while trying to avoid contact. Was it because I published the article late, but I already explained my situation to him? No, that could not be the reason. “But why?” I asked with a shaky voice. “Is it because I did not publish that article last night; I already told you my predicament and you understood why, or is it because I came late twice in a role? Why would you do this to me?” I asked angrily, especially because I did not expect Look to fire me since we had a little bit of friendship between us. “I am not the one who fired you, Eliza,” he suddenly said as he looked up and finally made eye contact. “It was the CEO; he said you offended someone important." Luke explained, and I just looked at him with a confused gaze. I was sure that it was definitely not the Blaqk family or the Dalton family that got me fired, since I practically did them a
Instead of going back home, I decided to make a turn to go to my uncle's house. When I got there, I was stopped by the security, and they had to get permission from my uncle before I was allowed to enter. My body seethed with anger; they had the guts to occupy the home that my parents left for me, and they did not even let me come in and go freely. They were all snakes. I went to their ‘house’ to make one thing clear to them: that I was going to cut all ties with their family and that I would be their enemy from now on. Without thinking twice, I got down from my car and catwalked into the small villa. The living room was empty, but I did not care. I took a seat and patiently waited. They knew I was around, but they took their time before they came down to meet me; that was how they always did. Their lowly minds wanted to establish a sense of superiority, but I never cared. When I heard footsteps, I looked right and saw that it was my uncle and aunt, and when she made eye contact w
"That must be the person Ryan sent over,” I mumbled to myself when I heard my doorbell ring. I grabbed my bag and made my way to the front door. “Why is it you?” I asked with surprise and a slight anger in my eyes. “You don't look very happy to see me, Eliza,” he said, with his hands in his pockets. “Uhm.. no. I was just expecting a different person," Istammered, but he did not seem to care anymore as he turned around and walked back to his car. “Tomorrow I will be taking you to the Blaqk family house,” Ryan said after a pregnant pause in the car on our way to his house. My eyes opened wide at his sudden statement, and I could not wait to object. Why did I have to meet the Blaqk family? “Why?” I asked with unwillingness in my voice. "It does not matter the circumstances in which we got married; we are still a married couple." "Oh," I said disappointingly. After driving for thirty minutes, we finally arrived at Ryan's estate. I was marveling at how grandiose everything was. Th
Chapter 14The next day, I woke up to the sight of maids filling up my walk-in closet with custom-made outfits. “What is going on?” I asked a bit angrily as my sleep was interrupted, plus they entered with information. “Good morning, madam,” the maid said reluctantly, but I was not in the mood to care about that. "Yeah, what is going on here?” I asked again. "Master Blaqk asked us to bring these clothes up to your room,” she said. “And why did you guys not notify me before entering my room?” I asked, causing the remaining maids to pause in their steps. “We did try knocking, madam, but you were not answering. We asked Miss Mary, and she told us to just enter.” The maid said, and I seethed with anger. “Starting today, you guys will not enter my room without my knowledge," I told them, and they all nodded and got back to work. I sighed and decided to have my bath and prepare for my meeting with the Blaqk family. I sighed at the thought of meeting those people. I really wished I c
Chapter 15I walked into the large sitting room with Ryan by my side while being scrutinised by the members of the Baqk family. Ryan’s grandfather and mother were rarely in the sight of the media, but Ryan’s younger brother Matthew was very famous in the media for his frivolous ways; he even had an illegitimate son due to him sleeping around. When the matter was widely publicised, the Baqk family had no choice but to accept the child."Sit,” Mr. Blaqk, Ryan’s father, said as he motioned for us to sit on the only free couch left.I sat down, looking a bit casual, while Ryan looked unrestrained; he seemed like he did not care about his parents."Miss Greene, we appreciate you for the help you have given the Blaqk family,” he started, while I nodded nervously.“But we need to know when you two will divorce and end this sham of a marriage," he asked while looking nonchalant. I looked at Ryan, as I too wanted to know if Ryan was really serious about our marriage being for life.“We are not
Chapter 16I woke up late with peace of mind because I knew that I had no job to worry about. After sleeping for some more time, I decided to have breakfast before I took my bath. I ate the scrumptious breakfast alone since Ryan decided to leave early for work, but I did not really care. While I was eating, Mary was standing in the corner, watching me with a weird expression on her face.After eating, I took my bath and got ready. I decided to tie my hair up in a bun. I wore simple blue jeans and packed an oversized grey shirt with black Jordans on my feet.Just as I was about to go, I decided to take one of Ryan’s cars out, and obviously Mary had a problem with it.“You can't do that, madam,” she said as she blocked my path from reaching the keys.“Why do you care about me taking one of Ryan's cars out?” I asked her angrily."Madam, I am so sorry, but as the butler of this house, I am in charge of everything, and I have to make sure that you have taken permission from the master befor
The two door attendants were so adamant about not letting me in, so I had no choice but to dial Ryan’s number. I already accepted the fact that he might not pick up my call, but surprising enough, he picked up immediately. “What do you want?” he said in a cold Montone voice, which flustered me a little bit. "Uhm." I started trying to figure out how to arrange my words. "Eliza, I have work to do,” he said impatiently. "Well, I am in front of this bar; it's called the Verr Royce bar," I started. “So what's the problem?” he asked. "Well, they did not let me in because I was not invited, so I was hoping you could help,” I asked nervously. “Why would you go to a place you were not invited to? Are you begging to be embarrassed?" he asked, and I could tell that he was amused by my situation with his tone. “My friend Alex works here; I came to see her." I told him "Well, can't she help you?" "Look, are you going to help me or not?” I asked impatiently. “Hold on,” he said before he
Alex was sitting in the middle of a bunch of rich second masters; they were forcing Alex to drink. It was literally just twelve p.m. in the afternoon. Why were they forcing Alex to drink, and why did they drink themselves? Without much thought, I walked up to them with a large stride. "Hrm, hrm.” I cleared my throat, drawing their attention. "Wow, we are really lucky today; another beauty has delivered herself to us,” they mocked as they looked at me with their leacherous gazes, which disgusted me. I raised my hands, and a crisp sound of my hand making contact with the face of one of the men resounded around the bar. Even the music stopped playing, and the other customers turned their attention to us, looking at us with amusement. “How dare you slap me, you bitch?" the man shouted. "If you mess with me, I will slap you again," I theatened him, pointing my hands at him while he stepped back in fear. “Alex, let's go,” I said as I grabbed her hands, preparing to drag her away, but