Chapter Eighteen

THE NEXT DAY

Darian walked in, in his usual demeanor. He had stayed awake the previous night, studying crucial information from his family's group. He had his plans well laid, and he was slowly putting them in action. He has not heard from his twin in ages and wondered what the devil was up to. He could not wait to see him storming into his house, trembling with rage when he discovers what his twin has done.

Now, he walked calmly through the basement till he reached the elevator that would take him to the ground floor. He made a mental note to dish out instructions to his personal assistant to carry out. On second thoughts, he remembered who his PA was. His bloody pretty little nemesis. She made him uneasy, and he felt relief whenever she left his office. He could not tell why. Maybe it was because he felt guilty, he thought.

Since the little drama he displayed two weeks ago, she had pulled away from him. It wasn't like she was clingy before he berated her, she was just loquacio