*Five Years Later*
It was a cold morning in Icon Models, one of the biggest modeling firms in Canada.
A lady probably in her late forties could be seen sitting in her office while going through some files on her computer.
Suddenly a soft knock was heard from outside, causing her to turn her gaze towards the door.
"Who is that?" She asked while raising her voice a little bit so that the person that is knocking could hear her voice.
"It's me," a female voice sounded from outside.
"Come in, please," the lady instructed, and with that, the door burst open, revealing a young lady who was no one else than Amelia.
"Good morning, Mrs. Cassandra," Amelia greeted the lady with a warm smile as she walked into the office.
"Good morning, Amelia, please have a seat," Mrs. Cassandra, who was the owner of the firm, said to Amelia as she pointed at the chair opposite her, and with that, Amelia walked to the chair and sat down.
"So how was your vacation?" Mrs. Cassandra asked Amelia after she sat down.
"It was perfect, Mrs. Cassandra," Amelia said to her with a warm smile.
"I'm happy to hear that," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia, who still had a warm smile hovering over her face.
"Well, the reason why I called you is to inform you that our company was invited to participate in this year's international modeling competition." Mrs. Cassandra announced to Amelia.
"Wow, that's really good news," Amelia said to her.
"Yes, that's good news, but that's not all," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia, who furrowed her brows in anticipation, waiting for the next good news.
"Well, the main good news is you are the one chosen to represent the company this year," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia, who widened her eyes in surprise.
"Really!!" She exclaimed, not minding how loud her voice was.
Like every other model, it has always been her dream to participate in this competition, and for the past two years, she graduated from modeling school and started working in the company. She has dedicated herself completely to her work, hoping that she will get the opportunity to be invited to represent the company.
"Yes, Amelia, your hard work and determination since you started working in this company have been visible to everyone, and that's why you were voted for, so you deserve it," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia with a warm smile.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Cassandra. I really appreciate this, and I promise I won't disappoint you," Amelia said to her with a determined tone.
"I know you won't disappoint me, Amelia," Mrs. Cassandra said to her with a reassuring tone.
"So when and where is the competition taking place?" Amelia asked her.
"Well, the competition is in a week's time, and it will be taking place in New York City," Mrs. Cassandra announced to Amelia, and immediately the smile on her face disappeared.
"New York City?" She muttered as the memories of everything that had happened five years ago came back playing in her head.
"Yes, New York City, hope you are okay with that? If it's not okay with you, we can choose someone else to represent the company for this year; maybe next year you can represent us. . Cassandra said to Amelia, seeing how her facial expression changed when she made mention of where the competition was going to take place.
"Can I think about it?" Amelia asked her with a pleading tone.
"Yes, of course, but just know that you have up to tomorrow morning to think about it. If I don't get any positive reply from you before tomorrow morning, I will choose someone else," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia, who nodded in reply before standing up.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Cassandra," Amelia said to her before standing up and walking out of the office with thousands of thoughts running through her mind.
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"Come on, Amelia, how could you refuse such an opportunity?" Sarah's displeased voice sounded through the phone.
Getting back home, Amelia, not knowing what to do, decided to call her best friend and ask for her advice.
"I didn't reject it; I only asked for some time to think about it," Amelia said to Sarah through the phone.
"Amelia, you have worked so hard for this, and I don't think it's a good idea to allow something that happened five years ago to ruin everything for you," Sarah said to Amelia through the phone, and with that, she heaved a sigh, still not knowing what to do.
"And by the way, for how long are you planning to keep Dave away from his father? If you ask me, I will tell you to accept and represent your company, and you will also use the opportunity to present Dave to his father; you won't want him to hate you in the future for keeping him away from his father," Sarah said to Amelia through the phone.
"Well, you are right, Sarah, but what if he takes him away from me?" Amelia asked Sarah with a helpless tone.
"He can't do that, Lia. Dave is still five years old, and even if he takes you to court, his custody will be granted to you," Sarah said to Amelia, who sighed heavily once again.
"Okay, I will represent my company. Thanks so much for the advice," Amelia said to her, her tone filled with gratitude.
"Don't mention it, bestie; I can't wait to see you," Sarah said to Amelia before hanging up the call.
Once the call was hung up, Amelia heaved a sigh before placing a call to Mr. Cassandra, who picked up after some minutes of ringing.
'Hello, Amelia," Mrs. Cassandra's voice sounded through the phone as she picked up the call.
"Hello, Mr. Cassandra, I have made up my mind; I will be representing the company," Amelia said to her through the phone.
"Okay, that's good then. You will be flying to New York City first thing tomorrow morning; your ticket and every other thing needed for the competition will be sent to you earlier this afternoon," Mrs. Cassandra said to Amelia through the phone.
"Okay, I will be expecting it," Amelia said to her before hanging up the call, and at the same time a car drove into the mansion, and from the corridor where she was standing, she could clearly see her son Dave, who got down from the car, and immediately their gaze met; he smiled at Amelia.
Seeing his handsome little face that was an exact replica of his father's face, Amelia swallowed hard.
After all these years she was finally going to meet him again.
To be continued...
It was eight AM in New York City. Amelia could be seen walking out of Sarah's apartment, and with that, she made her way to the roadside and was about to flag down a taxi that would take her to the place where the competition would be taking place, but suddenly a yellow sports car with tinted windows pulled over in front of her.Seeing the car, Amelia furrowed her brows in surprise as she wondered who the expensive car belonged to and why the person had pulled over in front of her. Thinking that maybe the driver had stopped for another reason, Amelia tried walking away, but immediately the door of the car burst open, and immediately Edward made his way out of the car with a warm smile plastered on his lips. Seeing him, Amelia immediately furrowed her brows in surprise as she wondered why he was looking so hot and handsome this early morning, or had he specially dressed up like that in order to charm her into falling into his trap with his handsomeness the same way a bird catcher cha
Teresa Edward's mum could be seen sitting alone in the dining room having her breakfast when one of the maids rushed into the dining room."Good morning, ma'am," the maid greeted Teresa with her head bowed down in respect."Yes, good morning. How can I help you?" Teresa asked her while munching the food in her mouth."There's a guest waiting for you in the sitting room," the maid said to Teresa."And who is this guest?" Teresa asked the maid."It's Mr. Yates," the maid said to Teresa, who widened her eyes in surprise."Mr. Yates?" Teresa asked the maid in order to be sure that she heard very well what the maid had said."Yes, Mr. Yates," the maid said to Teresa in reply."Did he come alone, or did he come with his daughter?" Teresa asked the maid."He came alone," the maid said to Teresa, who sighed heavily."Okay, offer him something to drink; I will be there in a minute," Teresa said to the maid, who nodded in reply before walking away, and with that, she sighed heavily."Ooh Lord,
"Dave, what is it?" Amelia asked Dave with both of her eyes widened in fright. Fortunately, she had seen Dave coming and had immediately hung up the call; if not, how on earth was she going to keep Dave away from Edward if he already knows that she has a son? Surely he will find one or the other to figure out who the biological father of her son is, and when he figures out that Dave is his son, he will surely use him to tie her down in New York City even after the competition."Mummy, see," Dave said to Amelia as he handed her his computer."What is this?" Amelia asked him while reading what was on the screen of the computer."It's an upcoming competition organised by the biggest IT expert in New York City, and the competition is only for kids between the ages of five and twelve, and the winners will be getting many prizes, like the first computer that the IT expert used, thousands of hacking secrets and codes, and many other things," Dave said to Amelia, who was nodding in reply whi
Amelia was alone in the sitting room, practicing for the competition that was going to take place the following day. The following day being the first day of the competition, the first test was going to be based on the walking style of the models, which was something very essential for every professional model given the fact that most of their activity revolved around walking.As a model, it is very important to have an extraordinary walking style because it is one of the tools a model uses to draw attention to himself, especially during a promotional event in which the model has to promote the product of a brand to thousands of people. So if, as a model, you don't have an extraordinary and authoritative walking style, it would be very difficult to get endorsement deals from top brands and companies who are ready to pay millions to models to promote their products and brand.Amelia, having won many national awards and also having signed many endorsement deals with top brands and compa
"Bro, what the hell is wrong with you? How can you make such a deal with your mother despite knowing how persistent she can be?" Adrian asked Edward after he hung up the call."Well, that's because I'm sure of myself," Edward said to Adrian, who scoffed at him."Sure of what exactly? Amelia is a human being who has a free will; she's not like the software you build that you can easily determine when you will finish. If Amelia doesn't want to get back with you, there's nothing you can do about it even in the next ten years, and even if she wants to get back to you, nothing guarantees that she will do that in less than a month. She might decide to take her time to study you properly before deciding whether to get back to you or not. Or are you going to kidnap her if she decides not to get back with you in less than a month?" Adrian asked Edward with furrowed brows."Well, there will be no need for that, because in less than a month, she will be the one running after me," Edward said to
Edward was in his office coding some new apps that he had just created when his phone suddenly started ringing. Taking the phone and checking the caller ID, he scoffed inwardly before tossing the phone back on his table and continuing what he was doing.After some minutes another call still came in, and knowing that it was the same person that was still calling, Edward didn't touch the phone; instead, he kept on nodding to the ringing tone of the phone until the call hung up by itself.Just some minutes after the call hung up by itself, a message popped into his s phone. Sighing heavily, he took the phone and checked the message, which was from the caller, who was no other person than his mother, and through the message, she was telling Edward that if she calls again and he doesn't pick up, then she's going to come to the company and meet him and also create a scene. Knowing the kind of person his mother was and also what she was capable of doing, Edward didn't wait for her to call b