Amelia’s POV THE NEXT DAY: DURING THE PRESS CONFERENCE A faint smile plastered on my face as I watched the massive hall filled with reputable business people. At the far end are many press reporters with their devices on their tables. I was beyond overwhelmed with pride as the announcer called my attention to the podium with various praises of my achievement within a year, and for being capable enough to be the first woman to control the 'West' industry. A resounding clap over balanced the place and I waved in return. After waiting for the thrilling noise to go down, I gave my speech which I guess impressed everyone, judging from their smiles and applause. The launching of a new bank application that has advanced functions was introduced by the expected employees, and there comes the next moment which had to be the press questioning. I walked over to the lectern with my chin raised in confidence even though my palms were sweaty. The world was watching, and my response s
Amelia’s POVTHE NEXT DAY: DURING THE PRESS CONFERENCEA faint smile plastered on my face as I watched the massive hall filled with reputable business people. At the far end are many press reporters with their devices on their tables. I was beyond overwhelmed with pride as the announcer called my attention to the podium with various praises of my achievement within a year, and for being capable enough to be the first woman to control the 'West' industry. A resounding clap over balanced the place and I waved in return. After waiting for the thrilling noise to go down, I gave my speech which I guess impressed everyone, judging from their smiles and applause. The launching of a new bank application that has advanced functions was introduced by the expected employees, and there comes the next moment which had to be the press questioning.I walked over to the lectern with my chin raised in confidence even though my palms were sweaty. The world was watching, and
THREE YEARS LATER Amelia's POV It has been three years since I signed the deal to become the legal wife of Liam West, who is still battling with his sickness.Today is Monday, but tomorrow morning, I will be introduced to the media at the organized press conference as the new chief executive officer of 'West Banking and Finance Enterprise'.I am a bit afraid but nevertheless, I would rather eat a dead snake than show that weak side of me when the majority of the people in the industry would murder themselves to be in my position.The minority is my son, Jason, and Granny West. The two had stood as my wings to keep striving and escaping all traps set by the West relatives. For three years, I had secretly undergone a series of wide-range business training, and thankfully, it was less hard to fit in because I studied business administration when I was in college. A knowledge I was determined to use for Ashton, but he had rejected me terribly, and
Amelia's POV THE NEXT DAYI blinked my eyes many times, trying to adjust my sight to the fancy surroundings. Everything screams money!"Oh goodness! It's been seven hours," A young lady exclaimed happily as she ran to my side. "My baby," I struggled to speak as the words came out in a cough. "Sorry,” She gently rubbed my arm. “Your baby is in good condition. You don't have to worry." She calmed me down with a warm smile. I felt washed with relief, but I looked away sadly when my last moment with Ashton replayed in my head.A tear slid from my eyes as I bit my lips, determined to get back on my feet, stronger and healthier, for the sake of my unborn child. My thoughts were distracted by the entrance of an elegantly dressed old woman. She was the same person who I had expected to be the cause of my death, but she had saved my life instead.I slightly bowed my head in this position nonetheless."Welcome, Granny West" The young lady beside me
Amelia's POV I smiled widely, rubbing my stomach with care as I walked into my matrimonial bedroom. It had been over three months and my pregnancy had not resulted in a miscarriage like the other ones. "I am done with the preparation, ma'am!" The maid Ashton hired to help me announced from the passage. "Ok. Did you hear the sound of my husband's car?!" I raised my voice back. "Yes, ma'am," I rushed out of the room with my hand wrapped around my stomach because I did not want Ashton to walk past the living room before I gave him the news he had always wanted to hear. My palms turned sweaty as the giant door creaked open. "Happy third anniversary!" I grinned when he walked in, but he kept his usual cold face. He stepped closer to me, eyes burning with anger. "I would like it if you could greet me with happy divorce day instead," he barked, staring at me with so much dislike. "What do you mean by that, my dearest?" I stuttered as my mood slowly changed to a bad one.