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Chapter Eighteen: Fall from Grace
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With probably one of the most stressful situations I had been in this past year done and dusted with, we walked out of the room at the back of the hall. I tried not to make it obvious that my eyes were searching for Mr Emerson but he was nowhere to be found. I caught Niklaus’ gaze and quickly looked away, I was embarrassed at how fast I had tilted my head and dreaded that Kendal had seen it, seen recoil at the man I had spent the last hour convincing her that was better than Emerson.Though she seemed to be so entrenched in the idea that I was helping her, that I would be the key to the fall of Emerson Industries.It was going to be her hubris that caused her downfall, and I would watch with glee.“He doesn’t seem to be here,” she murmured, in that tone, I was very sick of it at this point.But I needed to lay it on thick, “I wouldn’t be surprised if he left without me,”“Oh hon, I’m really sorry but it will be over soon, and I don’t know if I should tell you this yet,” My ears perked
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Another day, another squeal from Kian. “So you’re telling me not only did you meet them, and I mean the,” he jumped for joy enthusiastically and when I say enthusiastically I mean with more vigour than he usually had, he was full of unabated joy and I wondered how he never ran out of battery because my social battery was drained from just getting up today and turning my alarm off. That was enough interaction to really make me feel like today was going to be the worst.This is why I needed my weekly dose of Kian antics to lift my spirits, and of course, it’s working, “The Noir Dupont, you had lunch together and you made him make this amazing video of him reading my line!”He turned to Merelle who was busy setting up Honey Perhaps for its breakfast customers, “Merelle do you know how life-changing this is! Noir Dupont said my lines! He called your slab of stone boss a sonovabitch and he said it like that. Merellle,” his voice was half a screech a sound way too early for this time of da
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I had never run faster in my life. I was out of breath, my hair a mess as I stormed into the hospital. The reception was bustling and it was a good 15 minutes before I could speak to anyone. The scent of disinfectant flurried through my nose and fogged my brain, and each scream and cry tore my eyes in its direction as I imagined Corbyn in unimaginable pain.The rational side of me should have realised that he sounded fine over the phone, but I was full of paranoia.“How can I help you miss?” the lady behind the glass smiled up at me, the wrinkles in her face, smoothing out to just smile lines as she tipped her glasses forward.“Oh um, I’m looking for a Corbyn Emerson,” I rushed out and she was already looking at her spreadsheet.I guess she just assumed that I was a relative or a spouse because she didn’t ask me how I was associated with him.“I’m sorry dear, but I don’t have a Corybn Emerson on this system,”“I what- but,”She looked carefully back at the spreadsheet, “I do have a Gr
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“Ignore what Grace said,” Corbyn said curtly as we walked to the integrated cafe in the hospital. After the cinnamon twist, Grace had felt even hungrier, it could take quite a toll on her, her body working to fight against all odds and survive.“Is that a request or a command?” I quipped as we turned into the cafe.He gave me an unimpressed look, pressed against his features, the tears were gone, he was no longer in disarray no longer clinging to me, his shirt was tucked back in a hidden behind his dark blazer. He was the picture of put together, but I had seen those moments of vulnerability. I had felt the thundering of his heart, the hot tears trailing down his eyes and splashing onto me.“What happened, Mr Emerson, why did you think that Artymov had something to do with this?”“I am rather irrational when it comes to Grace. I thought that maybe as he has so much pull in this city, he had paid her nurses to be neglectful. Absurd leaps in logic on my part, I trust these nurses, they
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Corbyn offered to drive me home, but I politely declined, “You should stay here, with her, she’ll want to see you when she wakes up,” he gave me a grateful look as I quietly left the room, being careful not to make too loud of sound as I shut the door.For a moment I stood there, my palm pressed against the door, feeling the wooden beneath my fingertips and knowing that just beyond this inch thick wall, there was a man I would never see beyond these walls. A man who cared, who loved, who had lost so much, who could be just as vulnerable as anyone else.Out of these hospital walls, everything would be different, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for that.I made my way home, the streetlights glowing at full brightness, but London was always busy the streets were still packed with people trying to escape the rain, that had begun to drizzle over us all. There was a chill in the air but nothing too major and it wasn’t too late that the train station was deserted.10 pm was often a second s
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I was right. The moment we were back in the office it was business as usual. And I really despised my morning self for wanting to wear heels. I don’t know what possessed me, well that’s actually a lie. I thought they would look nice with my outfit. Afterall, this was the first time I had given in to the urge of wearing a skirt. Luckily for me, it wasn’t a pencil skirt, it was a brown pleated maxi skirt that flowed to my ankles, paired with a cashmere white blouse, because there was a bit of a chill in the air.Cute and practical if you minus the heels.Never again.“Miss Laurence why are you being so slow today,” his voice cut through all of my thoughts as a I scowled.“You try walking in heels for a day and then you can complain.”He rose a brow at me as he sat down in his chair behind his desk looking like the epitome of wealth and class, “It is neither my fault nor my responsibility to cater to you because of your poor footwear decision,”I really did want to punch him sometimes, m
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I was right. The moment we were back in the office it was business as usual. And I really despised my morning self for wanting to wear heels. I don’t know what possessed me, well that’s actually a lie. I thought they would look nice with my outfit. Afterall, this was the first time I had given in to the urge of wearing a skirt. Luckily for me, it wasn’t a pencil skirt, it was a brown pleated maxi skirt that flowed to my ankles, paired with a cashmere white blouse, because there was a bit of a chill in the air.Cute and practical if you minus the heels.Never again.“Miss Laurence why are you being so slow today,” his voice cut through all of my thoughts as a I scowled.“You try walking in heels for a day and then you can complain.”He rose a brow at me as he sat down in his chair behind his desk looking like the epitome of wealth and class, “It is neither my fault nor my responsibility to cater to you because of your poor footwear decision,”I really did want to punch him sometimes, m
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