_FLASHBACK_โCome in,โ Fiona diverted her attention from the file in front of her to the door, which opened to reveal Alaina, who wore a red sundress and a black hat with a red designer bag that matched her outfits. Fionaโs face lit up seeing that it was Alaina. She dropped her pen and ran toward her for a hug. Alaina pulled away from their embrace after a few minutes, asking, "How are you, babe?"โWell, letโs say Iโm fine, as you can see.โ Fiona grinned and gestured to Alaina to sit down on the chair across from her. โYou know, sitting behind this desk really suits you,โ Alaina pointed out the obvious, making Fiona pout slightly. โYou donโt have to go this far to prove that you love him,โ she added. Fiona took a deep breath. โHe is my man, babe. I love him, and he loves me too. And you know I already did that. I'm just filling in for him while he's out of town,โ Fiona stated, less like an explanation to Alaina. โI know, but...โ Fiona cut her off, saying, โNo buts, trust me on t
Ethan felt hurt seeing Chloe in bed with another man. She had been the one cheating on him and always played the victim, rambling on and on about how he was hurting or cheating on her. As much as he had wished to end things with Chloe, he didnโt know it would be this way. Right now, she had just given him the opportunity to walk out of the relationship. He wasnโt interested in staying anymore either. If there was anything Ethan doesnโt condone in a relationship, it was cheating, but here he was being cheated on. He wonโt forgive that. The fact that these two didnโt notice someone was around showed how engrossed they were in their act, and it filled him with more rage and hatred for Chloe. He mentally cursed the day he met her. Ethan returned to his car and drove away, and that image still replayed in his head. No doubts about it. He was going to end things with her. The next day came very fast. Ethan didnโt go to the firm today. He decided to have alone time with himself. He was s
The thought that Chloe had already lost Ethan tightened her chest. It felt like her heart had been ripped out of her body, squeezed, thrown on the floor, and trampled repeatedly without a shred of pity.With her heart shattered like a broken vase, leaking blood instead of water, Chloe got into her car and drove away from Ethanโs apartment. She knew she lost him and wasnโt going to blame anyone for that, but only one person knew about her relationship with Ethan and her one-night stand with a guy, and that was her best friend, Cecil. She was going to make her pay. She stopped her car engine beside the road. Every word Ethan said replayed in his head like a forgotten melody. Her hand shook around the steering wheel, and her shoulder trembled. Tears streamed down her face as she found it difficult to drive. She knew if she continued driving, she might end up in the hospital. This was difficult for her to take in. She picked up her phone and called her personal driver to come pick her u
After Chloe left, Fiona warned the security guards not to let her back into the company, and if they did otherwise, they would face the consequences. These few days, she had spent less time with Rowan. Nana had been the one picking him up from school with the driver, and by the time she got home, he would be asleep. Balancing motherhood and being a CEO was taking a toll on her, but she wasn't overly worried, knowing Nana would always care for Rowan as she had cared for her when she was young.โLetโs pack up Mia. I need to get home before Rowan sleeps.โ Mia murmured, arranging some files on Fiona's desk, "That little boy must have gotten used to not seeing you like he used to."โItโs not like I have a choice, Mia. I will make up for it today and once in a while. Jackson might come for him by the weekend,โ she paused, arranging her stuff into her handbag. โI donโt like how he is slowly getting distanced from me,โ she added, muttering the last words with a sad tone. Mia approached Fio
Ending the call, Chloe was driving back to her apartment, trusting the person she had called to carry out her murdering order. She was twenty minutes away from the apartment when her phone rang. Her gaze shifted between the road and her phone screen on the carโs center console. A frown marred her features, seeing who it was. With a clenched jaw and darkened expression, she pulled over by the roadside to answer the call. Begrudgingly, she slid across her phone screen and answered the call, placing it in her ear. โHey, Dad,โ she spoke first. โI need you here immediately. Donโt waste my time, girl,โ Mr. Anderson's hoarse voice echoed at the other side. Chloe knew when her father used that voice on her. He was serious. She couldnโt mess with him, knowing how irascible he was.โBut Dad, itโs late,โ she yawned, pretending to sound sleepy. โItโs late?โ Mr. Anderson snickered. โAnd youโre not home,โ he retorted. โDonโt waste my time. Get here, now!โ With that said, he ended the call bef
โI love you too, Ethan.โ Ethanโs heart swelled with Fionaโs response. He felt butterflies dancing in his stomach. It was as if that was the best thing he had heard for a long time. That response meant a lot to him. He felt like he was on cloud nine, bustling with intense excitement. He pulled away from her and held her hands, their eyes locked. He caressed her hand dotingly. They stared at each other in silence.โDo you care for lunch?โ He asked, searching into her eyes for answers, and when he saw the indecisiveness in them, he spoke again. โFiona, donโt say no,โ he added with a gentle, and encouraging smile. Fiona felt conflicted; she had turned Mia down just a few minutes ago because she was busy, and now Ethan wanted to take her out. She doesnโt want to decline because of the stress he had gone through to come down to her office, leaving his own personal life. It was the sweetest thing someone would do, and she appreciated it, and the only way to reciprocate was to agree to go
โWhy are you following me!?โ Ethan demanded, and disgust dripped out of every word. The spy spat out a mouthful of blood as a result of the hit from Ethan. "It's just a coincidence that we are heading in the same direction. I am not following you,โ he answered, not giving in to the physical threat. Ethan dropped him and motioned for the guy in the black suit to take over. He doesnโt like to get physical in public because he wouldnโt want the news that he was assaulting someone to start flying over the internet when they donโt know the root of the matter. The guy grabbed him roughly, pinning him to his car. He smacked him across the face. โStart talking,โ he thundered, and he smacked him again and again. โI said I am not following...โ Before he could finish his sentence, the guy fist connected to his face. His lips and nose burst such that blood started dripping out of them. โWho are you!?โ The guy brought out a g*n and pointed it at his head. Feeling the cold metal in contact wit
Having gotten what he wanted from the spy, Ethan warned him to stay away from him, threatening that anytime he noticed him on his tail, he would regret doing so. The spy with bruises all over his face couldnโt help but nod at him in response. He knew he couldnโt tell Chloe what had happened because she had warned him not to leave any traces and that Ethan was a smart man. He knew that it would be either his salary would be cut or he would even risk losing the job. He decided not to let Chloe know about the mess he had caused. Ethan left in his car and headed to Chloeโs company. Once he got there, the receptionist was stunned to see Ethan Miller face-to-face. Someone she had been dying to meet. Let's just say she was a fan. โOh my god,โ she blushed sheepishly. โDo you mind if I take a selfie with you?โ the receptionist asked, attempting to bring out his phone to snap her and Ethan. Ethan gave her a cold smile. โThatโs not why I am here." He fixed his cold gaze on her. โI need to se
The sound of Alainaโs phone jolted her out of sleep as she rubbed her face to clear her sleepy eyes. She reached out for the phone on the side shelf beside her bed. Yawning and covering her mouth with her other hand, she answered the phone. โHey, why are you calling so late?โ She frowned as if the person at the other end could see her face. โI just needed to hear your voice, thatโs all,โ a deep masculine voice echoed at the other end. She rolled her eyes inwardly. โAnd what if my husband was home by this time that you called?โ She sneered. "Well, you mentioned earlier that he went to his ex-wife's birthday."โOh,โ she yawned slightly. โI totally forgot I did, so, tell me, you didnโt just call to hear my voice, right?โ She voiced out her suspicions. โYou caught me.โ The caller paused for a moment before continuing speaking again. โItโs about Jackson and his...โโPlease hold on." She caught him off, standing up from the bed as she heard the sound of the doorbell. โI think Jackson i
โMiss Chloe, you lost him, and he is now mine!โ She said possessively, wrapping her arms around Ethanโs waist, and a smug smile was playing in her lips. Chloe gasped inaudibly and stepped backward. She had thought that Fiona would be annoyed with Ethan if she made her believe Ethan didnโt tell her beforehand that they dated. What Fiona did was the opposite of what she had expected. Fiona, on the other hand, knew what Chloe could be up to. She has had many encounters with her in the past when her father was still the CEO. She knew how mischievous she could be. And if it were to be some months ago that she didnโt know or was afraid of how she was feeling towards Ethan, she would have flared up and left the spot, but right now, she knew what she wanted. She loved him, and she wouldnโt allow any woman to come close to separating them with lies. Ethan at the sametime was shocked, but he was adept at masking his expression with his cold aura. He didnโt know Fiona could be so possessive,
โHey, Rowan, Daddy is here.โ A small smile lit up on his face as he walked closer to them. If the rest of the crowd were closer to where they were, they would have known that Jackson was Fiona's ex-husband, and that was the least she wanted. Jackson was from a low-class family, so he wasn't well-known in the city, and their marriage wasnโt known to anyone. Hearing Jacksonโs voice, Fiona spun her head back, as her back was to where he was coming from. She arched her eyebrow, her face twisting into a sneer. She never thought he would be here, and when he arrived with Chloe, she couldn't ask them to leave. It doesn't portray who she was. She spoke as she felt his presence beside her. โJackson, donโt make a scene here. Respect yourself!โ She warned sternly with a cold voice void of emotions, moving away from him to stand beside Ethan. Jackson smiled bitterly, biting hard on his lower lips. โAre you saying coming to meet our son is a scene or a crime?โ Jackson countered, his hands cro
With everyoneโs gaze fixed on the just-arrived stretched limousine, Chloe and Jackson weren't exceptional. Earlier, Chloe felt very happy to have drawn so much attention to herself as she made her way to the event, but seeing this had gained more attention than she had made a frown crease her forehead. She clutched tightly onto the glass of drink in her hand, and her dangerous gaze was fixed on the door of the limousine. If looks could kill, then Chloeโs gaze would have been the perfect description for โa killer look.โ Jackson at the other end looked stupefied, with his jaw slightly hitting the ground. He wasnโt surprised that someone of such significant importance was visiting Fionaโs birthday. But remembering that she was the famous CEOโs daughter, he composed himself. So, who was this person? Just as expected, the driverโs side of the door flung open, and the driver got out to open the first side of the door. After he did, his head dropped down into a full bow and his gaze fixed
Employees from Beckettโs enterprise, Beckettโs retail outlets, Beckettโs plants, and to mention but a few of Fionaโs employees started trooping into the mansion. All dressed in elegance and expensive clothing. Fiona had thought it was supposed to be the employees from only Beckettโs enterprise, but seeing that employees from the other companies were also coming filled her heart with surprise and admiration. Although she hadnโt sent the invite, she knew who did. It was none other than Mia, the social butterfly. They had initially planned to use the living room, but with the numbers, they opted for the spacious open area in the mansion. Everyone coming into the mansion was with one present or the other, and they approached her and gave her their presents. She couldnโt count how many she had received in just a few hours into the events. As her gaze moved around the crowds, chatting and laughing joyfully among themselves, the clinking of glasses would be audible. As much as she was h
Just as Fiona had said. All she needed was sleep. After taking a long night's rest, she was up the next day and left for the company after her driver dropped Rowan off at school. Her birthday was on her mind. She was thinking about whether to celebrate it or not, so she decided to seek Miaโs opinion. โSo, Mia, my birthday is in three days' time,โ she said, causing Mia to turn around and face her. A huge grin on her face as she spoke with awe. โOh, really?โ Her eyes brightened. Fiona nodded in response. โSo, Iโm thinking..." She paused and tilted her head to the side. โCelebration?โ โOf course we will celebrate it,โ Mia responded joyfully. โIt would be really fun,โ she added with a big smile. Mia was a social butterfly, always seeking out fun and excitement. Fiona, on the other hand, was more reserved, preferring the company of only her friends and family. They were complete opposites."So we're all coming to Robinson Mansion by the weekend, right?" She said it rhetorically, not
Having gotten what he wanted from the spy, Ethan warned him to stay away from him, threatening that anytime he noticed him on his tail, he would regret doing so. The spy with bruises all over his face couldnโt help but nod at him in response. He knew he couldnโt tell Chloe what had happened because she had warned him not to leave any traces and that Ethan was a smart man. He knew that it would be either his salary would be cut or he would even risk losing the job. He decided not to let Chloe know about the mess he had caused. Ethan left in his car and headed to Chloeโs company. Once he got there, the receptionist was stunned to see Ethan Miller face-to-face. Someone she had been dying to meet. Let's just say she was a fan. โOh my god,โ she blushed sheepishly. โDo you mind if I take a selfie with you?โ the receptionist asked, attempting to bring out his phone to snap her and Ethan. Ethan gave her a cold smile. โThatโs not why I am here." He fixed his cold gaze on her. โI need to se
โWhy are you following me!?โ Ethan demanded, and disgust dripped out of every word. The spy spat out a mouthful of blood as a result of the hit from Ethan. "It's just a coincidence that we are heading in the same direction. I am not following you,โ he answered, not giving in to the physical threat. Ethan dropped him and motioned for the guy in the black suit to take over. He doesnโt like to get physical in public because he wouldnโt want the news that he was assaulting someone to start flying over the internet when they donโt know the root of the matter. The guy grabbed him roughly, pinning him to his car. He smacked him across the face. โStart talking,โ he thundered, and he smacked him again and again. โI said I am not following...โ Before he could finish his sentence, the guy fist connected to his face. His lips and nose burst such that blood started dripping out of them. โWho are you!?โ The guy brought out a g*n and pointed it at his head. Feeling the cold metal in contact wit
โI love you too, Ethan.โ Ethanโs heart swelled with Fionaโs response. He felt butterflies dancing in his stomach. It was as if that was the best thing he had heard for a long time. That response meant a lot to him. He felt like he was on cloud nine, bustling with intense excitement. He pulled away from her and held her hands, their eyes locked. He caressed her hand dotingly. They stared at each other in silence.โDo you care for lunch?โ He asked, searching into her eyes for answers, and when he saw the indecisiveness in them, he spoke again. โFiona, donโt say no,โ he added with a gentle, and encouraging smile. Fiona felt conflicted; she had turned Mia down just a few minutes ago because she was busy, and now Ethan wanted to take her out. She doesnโt want to decline because of the stress he had gone through to come down to her office, leaving his own personal life. It was the sweetest thing someone would do, and she appreciated it, and the only way to reciprocate was to agree to go