“Where's my father?!” Tiffany, in a brand-new dress, strutted the busy halls of his father's office. Her stilettos made a sharp sound as the heel hit the marbled tiles. She arrogantly made her way toward the secretaries desk. “Hey, I need to speak to my father. Is he busy?” she directly asked the secretary. “Good afternoon, Miss Tiffany. Mayor Klein is currently with a guest.” The secretary greeted her politely as she got up from her seat to guide her to the couch outside the mayor's office. “Miss, do you want coffee or tea?” She just plainly looked at her and said, “I want to see my father, right now!” “But—” “Now!” The secretary sighed and reluctantly went to his boss's office. Tiffany's unreasonable request would interrupt an important meeting with a guest. But she did not want to deal with her any longer now. Tiffany's attitude is not new to her. She has always been an arrogant girl because of her status. As the beloved daughter of the respected city mayor, she has liv
Phyllis was waiting in an empty conference room near the mayor’s office. She was escorted here by Mary, the secretary who called her earlier. The white boring walls and the neatly arranged chairs bored her to death. It was already 2:50 in the afternoon and she was waiting for almost an hour for the mayor to arrive. She understood that mayors are busy. However, if they cannot make it on time, might as well cancel the meeting or move it to another time. She knew that this had something to do with TIffany’s complaints, but she did not deserve to be treated this poorly. Especially by a politician. And if they deliberately made her wait then she just found it petty and childish. “Tsk.”She glanced at her wristwatch and prepare for her things to go outside. She doesn’t have to waste her time like this. She got out of the conference room and went straight to the secretary’s desk. “Mary, I have more important things to do than wait for the mayor to arrive.”“Oh, I’m sorry… The mayor had l
“Tiffany, dear, don't be too loud… I know you're happy because of this revenge thing that you wanted but always be careful… You never know who is around us…” Mayor Klein warned his daughter. Tiffany carelessly laughed. “So what? Isn't my father the mayor of this city?” The old mayor just sighed. His daughter was extremely sheltered and spoiled and doesn't know how the world works. She could get whatever she wanted ever since she was a child. She never experienced a setback in her life. 'If I don't continue to look after her, she'll get in trouble really soon…' The doting father shook his head and patted his daughter's shoulder. “Now, we have to prepare. Perhaps Miss Lu is waiting for us…” “She can wait a little longer for all I care!” Phyllis couldn't bear listening to them and so she directly knocked on the door before opening it. “Good afternoon,” she briefly greeted as she went straight to an available chair. The Kleins looked at her in disbelief. Her brazen attitude cer
“Babe?” “Babe? What's wrong?” Zacharias worriedly walked to Phyllis, who was busy reviewing files on the floor. Several printed documents were scattered on the floor. She was too focused on the documents to the point that she did not notice the arrival of Zacharias. Zacharias carefully poked her cheeks to catch her attention. Startled, Phyllis looked up and saw her husband standing before her. She took off her wireless headphones with a weak smile. “Hi…” Zacharias sensed something was wrong because of her tone of voice. “What’s wrong?” he asked. He crouched down to take a better look at her and saw tears running down her face. “Babe? Why? Why are you crying?” he hurriedly asked as he pulled out his handkerchief from his pocket to wipe her tears. Hearing him ask made her cry even more. Tears continued to flow down her face like waterfalls. Everything that happened has been overwhelming for her. Her grandmother recently passed away, someone was interested in her husband,
“Phyllis, can you put that back inside Mom's dresser?” Phyllis' auntie, Hanna, asked her as she pointed to the jewelry box on the table. “Sure,” she casually agreed. She then went upstairs to her grandmother's room with the jewelry box. Nothing changed in her grandmother's room. The shiny mahogany furniture was still neatly kept in place. Her grandmother's favorite patchouli and lavender scent still linger in the room. It was still the same cozy room she used to love when she was a child. She pulled the top drawer open and noticed that a piece of paper was placed on the empty spot in the corner. She picked up the paper and placed it on top of the dresser before placing the black velvet jewelry box inside the drawer. 'So organized…' She found it so satisfying that the jewelry box could fit perfectly in the dresser. It was filled with different organizers for her grandmother's journaling and knickknacks. She spotted a signed photocard of Zacharias on top of her grandmother's
“Do you have to rush this plan? I mean, it would take a good 2 years for them to finish the project. You still have time to think about what you want to do on that land…” Phylian took a sip of his tea and continued, “Besides, you also need to demolish the abandoned warehouse there.” Phyllis placed her phone on the coffee table. “I know, but we need to start now as we need to settle the permit and other necessary documents.” “Lis, you don't need to worry about that. I'll make arrangements for you,” Phylian reassured Phyllis. Phylian, at a young age, already has a background in property development. His first venture into business is a luxury mall. He built it when he was in college. He managed to present a business plan to their father, which resulted in gaining investment in his project. It was a large-scale business that a college student dared to enter. Alas, years later, it blossomed into a successful mall filled with luxury brands, just like he envisioned. She knows that her
Weeks progressed, and the plan was already underway. Phylian contacted the architect who designed their mall and asked him to design a beach house for Phyllis. Their grandmother's initial design was on the modern side, with warm timber details. Phyllis just tweaked a few details, like adding a cantilever and an infinity pool. On the 52nd floor of the YJL building in Dixon City, Phyllis, and Zacharias came for a meeting with the architect in charge of the project. Phyllis flipped through the project plan. On the first page, the exterior perspective was beautifully designed. Sitting on top of the cliff is the four-bedroom beach house that they planned to build. The view of the white-sand beach can be seen from the house itself and from the infinity pool under the cantilever. The cold and sturdy concrete slabs were designed with warm timber. To make access to the beach easier, floating concrete steps were added. She was satisfied with how everything turned out, from the floor pla
Zacharias was sitting on a couch inside the city engineer's office. He took off his sunglasses and faced the engineer, who had just entered the room. The moment that the engineer saw him, his face immediately turned to one of the fliers for a condominium he had on his table. The same handsome face was printed on the thin fliers he just received from his colleague. It was a new high-end residential building in the city that is currently on pre-sale. His old classmate at the university, who works at YJL Construction Company, just gave him this flier to see if he was interested. His gaze did not leave the stoic man in front of him. He realized that he was Zacharias Lohr, the celebrity who endorsed the residential building for the upper class. The longer he looked at him, the more familiar he became. 'I know this guy! He's the man from my daughter's poster!' Zacharias stood up and offered his hand to the engineer. “Good afternoon, I'm Zacharias Lohr.” The engineer nervously accepte