Mishka watched Christian glaring at her before taking the first step on the stairs, but Leo interrupted him, “Chris, change your clothes and come back fast. We will wait for you.” “I will have dinner in my room. I am exhausted.” He said in an irritated tone and turned to leave. “No, come back here fast. I want to discuss something important,” Leo said sternly. “Fine, I am coming.” Christian nodded and left for his room. “Why do you force Chris on every small thing?” Jennifer said, rolling her eyes. Leo narrowed his eyes at her. “Excuse me, do I have to take your permission to eat dinner with my grandson?” He asked. “No, I didn’t mean that, but you are already forcing him to marry her like you forced his father to marry Vera,” Jennifer said looking briefly at Mishka, “And now you are forcing him to have dinner with all of us when he is clearly stating that he is tired. Can’t he have some privacy in his life?” Jennifer sneered, and Mishka pursed her lips, focusing on her food. “Je
“Why do you want to get married in the next three days?” Mishka was startled and turned to look at the source of the voice. She found Leo standing with his arms across his chest. “I heard your conversation with Pasha. I know you are seriously ill. That’s why I preponed the wedding date so that you could freely go to Canada for your further treatment.” Mishka answered in a plain tone, and Leo’s face dropped. “I am sorry! I know I am troubling you a lot, but I am helpless.” He pursed his lips in a thin line, and Mishka moved to where he was standing. “No, Dadu, it’s fine! Please don’t cry,” She said, holding his hands and pausing to muster all her strength to say the next word. “After him, it’s you all I have. I can do anything for both of you. Please don’t be sad. It breaks my heart to see you like this,” Mishka said, stroking Leo’s hand. “Look at me, Dadu, see I am happy and I genuinely wish to marry Chris in the next three days. But you have to promise me, you will leave immediate
~ MISHKA ~ I was in a deep sleep when I heard someone knocking at my door. Rubbing my eyes, I looked at the clock on the wall and it was freaking seven in the morning. “Who wants to see me at this early hour?” I groaned, removing the duvet from my body, and stepped down from the bed to open the door. I saw a beautiful young girl around my age in a maid’s black-and-white uniform with a high ponytail. “Good Morning, Madame, sorry to disturb your sleep. I am Agatha and I am appointed by Sir Leo, especially for you. Now, I will take care of all your needs.” She said, looking at me with a broad smile. “Hello, Agatha, please come inside,” I invited her in, and she came in, closing the door behind her back. “Madame, is there anything you want me to do? Should I fix your bed?” She asked, standing near the door. “Agatha, my name is Mishka, don’t call me madame and I can fix my bed myself. You can sit on the couch.” I folded my duvet, but she came forward to set the pillows. “Madame, I ca
~LEO~ It shocked me to the core when Vera turned her neck and looked at Mishka at the mention of the daughter-in-law, and it’s still hard to believe that Vera showed any movement today. I was dumbfounded with my eyes open wide and came out of my trance when a lone tear escaped Vera’s eyes. Mishka sat on her knees in front of Vera, holding her hand, and tried to console her, but her tears were just not stopping. I sat down on my knees beside Mishka and caressed Vera’s hand, but she was not looking at me and constantly stared at Mishka. “Sir, I think we should let her take some rest. Doctors will come soon.” The nurse said, and I nodded my head. Mishka helped the nurse to get Vera laid on the bed smoothly and then we exited Vera’s room. I turned to Mishka. “You are a magician!! She reacted for the first time in all these years. I can’t explain my happiness in words.” I exclaimed. “I am sure she is recovering.” Mishka smiled, “I did nothing, Dadu. I am sure she got very excited when
At Knight Group, inside the president’s office on the twenty-fifth floor, “What? You will help me with the quotations?” Christian giggled, whereas Mishka frowned at his reaction. “Of course, I can help. Just give me the file. I can help with the cost-cutting,” She argued. “Do you even know the Q of the Quotation? Just go back home, I will figure out something. I want my boulevard project back from Rogers.” Christian said in a determined tone, sauntering towards his desk and picking up the file, but Mishka snatched the file from his hand. “Hey!! What are you doing?” Christian frowned. “At least give me a chance to prove my worth, Chris. Why do you always assume things when it comes to me?” Mishka asked, looking straight into his eyes confidently. Christian deeply exhaled, “Okay, fine, I can give you ten minutes, do whatever you want,” He sat back in his armchair behind the desk while Mishka went back to the couch and took out her glasses from her sling bag. She wore her eyeglasse
Mishka picked up the call immediately, walking out of the Christian's cabin. She feared what would the doctor say, but this time, the doctor informed her that his condition was stable and he was recovering slowly. Mishka sighed in relief and thanked the doctor. She ended the call and turned to leave, only to spot the same two boys who prepared the presentation. Both the boys were trying to talk to her, but they didn’t know how she would react, so they just stood beside the cabin, lowering their heads. Mishka approached them. “What happened? Why are you guys standing here?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest. “Ma’am, we are extremely sorry for the mistakes. Because of our lack of focus, the company lost such an extensive project.” The guy said, and the other one was quietly looking at Mishka’s expression. “But, we promise, we will never make such a mistake again. Please talk to sir and save our job.” “See, if we lose this project, I won’t be in a position to convince him!
Mishka gave the good news to those boys that their job was safe and walked out of the Knights’ building. She was about to get into the car when a call from an anonymous number flashed on her screen. She furrowed her eyebrows but picked up the call. Unknown: Hey! Mishka, this is Rose. Mishka: Oh, hello, Aunt Rose. How are you? Rose: I am fine, dear. I got your number from dad and I was wondering if you could visit me right now. We need to select your wedding gown. Mishka: Oh, okay, where do I need to come? Rose: At your Grandmother-in-law’s boutique (chuckled). I have told the chauffeur he will bring you here. Mishka: Okay then, see you. Rose: I am waitinggg, Bye. Mishka ended the call and kept her phone back in her sling bag, getting inside the car. The entire ride, she was worried about Vera’s health and decided to drop a text to Leo. *** Christian was looking out his window, wondering why was he feeling guilty about lying to Mishka? He was feeling as if he was betraying her
Christian threw the coffee mug on the floor, and it shattered into pieces. Lia looked at him, dumbfounded, while Danny was certain she has crossed her limits again. “That was my favourite mug, fucker!! Who allowed you to throw it?” Danny shrieked, but Christian glared angrily at Lia. Danny huffed, “Fine, I am going out for ten minutes, get your shit together until then and if any of you try to break any of my crockeries, I will straight tell everything to that detective!” He said and left them alone. “What did you say for my grandpa? Top businessman, my ass! What does he want to accomplish in his dying days?” Christian thundered, his eyes turned cold, and Lia gulped in fear. “I didn’t mean to ins….” Lia stuttered. “Shut up, Lia, just shut up! Don’t you dare utter a single word or else you will see my worst side. You are talking about my grandfather. Always keep that in mind before opening your mouth! I might not agree with his decisions right now, but that doesn’t change my love an