A lot of things are running in my mind in that instance. Johnny just concluded that whoever has Camilla’s necklace is Nico Sticks, but now that it’s right in front of me, my mind objected. There must be a reason.But, is there, really? Now when Steffan is looking so guilty.I tried to recall our first encounter, and all the Stick’s operations that were linked to me. All those times, Steffan was with me giving me comfort.It’s just coincidence, right?I looked at him face again, still showing the same apologetic look and slowly hid the necklace in my pocket. If I confront him head on, he could easily corner me. I have to think.“Honey, please let me explain,” Steffan pleaded.“What do you want to explain?” I asked softly while assessing my options. Right now, I could still feel my legs frozen due to my panic and a sprint will not do me any good.“I know my pants was stained. I was assigned to lift the heavy produce crates and I dirtied my clothes. You bought those clothes for me and I
“Miss, please fasten your seatbelt. We’re about to take off,” the flight attendant said.Things happened so fast at the mansion that I don’t know how I ended up in Meyers Pharma’s private plane. It’s just an hour ago, but it feels like a lifetime has passed. My simple mind that could not comprehend what happened is now disoriented.Again.I tried to recall how my dad collapsed then woke up again disoriented, calling out for Elena, begging for forgiveness, as I tried my best to comfort him. But Jim said we have a bigger problem ahead of us because the Sticks attacked again. What attack? I don’t know. But when I tried to drive my car, he suggested it’s faster to use the company’s private plane. So, here I am.“Jim, what happened to my parents?” I asked while realizing there’s more to my parent’s story than what I know.“It’s not the time, Nicolette. Now I need to deal with the Sticks,” he said while typing non-stop on his laptop.“What did they do?” I asked curiously.“They crossed the
I’ve been driving for six hours now and I finally had a glimpse of Nicholas Meyers’ vast estate. The last time I was here was when I was still in college and it’s life-changing to say the least. I could still recall rows of cars lining up the dirt road that leads to the gated mansion. Or how men lined up to kiss my father’s hand. And that’s when I started hating that part of me.The Marbles. With my father as the ‘Don’. And me as their precious princess. There’s an adage about avoiding pointing fingers. Because you point one finger to others but at the same time, you’re pointing three fingers at yourself. That time I felt like a hypocrite investigating the Sticks and yet here I am, the daughter of a mafia.Equally ruthless, equally despicable.&nb
It’s an operation weekend and I’ve just finished packing my gear bag. After checking I have all the necessary equipment, I called my driver to bring me to the Lotus casino. I’ve done a lot of operations before, but thinking about Colette’s good night kiss last night makes me feel giddy inside. And my cheeks hurt from involuntarily smiling from time to time. I could only imagine her wishing me good luck in my future missions. ‘Take care, my mafia prince’. Nope. Nope. Nope. That will definitely not happen in this lifetime.Feeling dejected, I walked out of my room only to find her still sitting on the couch.“Shall I send you to the airport?” she offered while putting her passport in her hand bag. Is she planning to join me?“The company will send a car. I thought you’re going to visit your dad?” I enquired.“Yes. I always bring my passport when meeting my dad. He has a habit of flying overseas in an instant so it’s one of his life lessons to me. Maybe you should do that too,” she sugge
‘To do:___ Steffan’s Resignation___ Call Nicholas___ Check up with Elena and Dem___ Email ACE___ Confirm Lotus Casino attendance’I was looking at my to do list and so far, the only item I can tick off is the first one. And it’s already the end of the work week. I still haven’t decided whether to attend the unveiling this weekend or to visit my dad. I think calling him should be enough but if his condition worsens, I might regret not visiting him for the last time. On the other hand, I don’t know what excuse I will give to Elsie to decline the assignment.I’ve been staring at my notebook trying to jot down my thoughts but I’m coming up blank so a trip to the ladies’ room seems like a good idea.“You haven’t confirmed your attendance for tomorrow, Colette. It won’t confirm by itself,” Elsie greeted as soon as she saw me inside the washroom.“I’ll confirm it within the day, Elsie. I’m just occupied right now,” I explained politely.I thought that was the end of it but I saw her smi
“Still awake?” I asked in reply.“I forgot my water,” she said sitting beside me. “Alex sent me home today. I asked him to leave right after,” she added. She didn’t have to, but hearing her explain the situation somehow softens my stance.“What does he want?”“He just relayed Prof. Bernard’s message about my dad. He suggested that I take a trip back home because my dad is very ill. He’s afraid we won’t be able to patch things up between us in time.” I could feel that Colette is conflicted right now. She’s torn between her father’s condition and her mother’s existence.“How can I help?” I finally offered.I’ve been keeping my distance to respect her decision to marry someone else but if her fiancé couldn’t even take care of her problems, can I really just watch her suffer like that?I was waiting for her reply when I felt two small arms wrapped around my waist.“Just let me hug you like this, Steffan,” she said leaning her head on my shoulder. Slowly, we lay on the couch in that same p