Cohen and Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock. “Hun!”“That’s not possible. My son can never kneel for you! Why will he beg you?” Charlotte argued. She took a step towards Patricia, but the security guards held her back.“Respect yourself.” A police officer cautioned.Patricia released a deep breath using her mouth. “Madam, I am not forcing your son. It’s his choice to decide,” she pointed out. Patricia turned her gaze to Cohen, asking, “will you kneel and beg or let your mother and sister learn their lessons in the police custody?”Cohen faced the floor, unable to decide. He could kneel for Patricia since he had no option, but he stayed back because of his mother's presence.“Mr. Cohen, you’re wasting my time. Will you kneel to beg or I should do things the way I planned?” Patricia asked again.Cohen clenched his teeth, making his jaw and neck muscles tightened. “Why are you doing this?” He managed to push a word out of his mouth.“What am I doing?” Patricia asked, raising her eyebrow
Bastian walked into the office, and met Patricia already working on her laptop. He stood in her front, and stared at her for a few moments. She was fixing her eyes on the system, and pressed the keyboard with anger, causing it to make a loud noise.He was sure she could see him, and kept observing her, expecting her to say something to express her anger at him, but she didn’t.“Patricia…” he called in a low voice, but she didn't answer him; she didn't even raise her head to look at him. Instead, she increased her typing speed, and the keyboard made a louder noise.“Are you angry at me?” He raised a question, but she still said nothing, and pressed the keyboard harder to make an annoying sound after every word.“I am…” he wanted to keep talking but paused since she seemed not to want to speak to him. He gave up and quietly walked to his desk, designed at the left side of the office, while hers was on the right side to make work easier.Bastian sat and opened his laptop to work, but he
Bastian entered the office with a packed lunch basket in his hand. He walked straight to Patricia's desk, and stood in front of her desk.Patricia was working on her laptop, and despite seeing Bastian standing in front of her, she didn’t pause or look at her. Instead, she enlarged her eyeballs to stare more vividly on her screen and pressed the keyboard speedily with anger.“This is for you.” He informed and placed the lunch basket. He waited for a few seconds, expecting her to lift her hand and check the meal, but she did not.“Enjoy your meal…” he said, expecting a word from her.He slightly pointed his hand to his seat. “I will go to my seat now.” He informed and as she turned towards his seat, his phone rang so he halted.He took his phone out of his chest pocket and received the call.“Hello,” he greeted first and patiently waited for the caller to express herself.“Okay, thank you. I will inform the president and fix a new day for the meeting. Thank you.” He assured, slightly cu
Bastian wished he could fly. He drove recklessly and almost caused an accident.It was already dark before he arrived at his street. He sensed it wasn't proper to drive his car home so he wouldn't raise an alarm.He parked in front of the fifth building before his house and walked home with his feet.He quietly opened the gate and took off his shoe so his footsteps wouldn't make a sound. He peeped into the living room through the window, but couldn't see clearly because the light was turning on and off. He paused for a moment and thought of what to do, but nothing came to his mind than getting inside the house to rescue Patricia.He opened the living room door with caution and immediately as he stepped inside, the light completely went off.Patricia's room door slightly opened, and he saw a ray of light coming from there. He quickly took out his phone, and on its touch light before tiptoeing towards her room. He opened the door abruptly and his phone light set on Patricia, who see
Bastian drove into the hospital and parked in the wrong lane. He rushed down from the car and ran to the other side in a flash.He opened the door and picked Patricia. He rushed into the hospital with Patricia in his arms and he almost fall because Patricia was heavy for his current condition.“Nurse!” He called for help, and Sofia and Anastasia rushed to his aid.Sofia pointed to the emergency room on the left side. “This way, sir.” She said and hurriedly led him to the room.He laid her on the bed and stepped back a bit for Sofia to pass.Sofia moved closer to examine Patricia and forced her eyes open for a few moments, observing them.Sofia turned to Anastasia. “Intradermal and subcutaneous injections.” She instructed.“Okay.” Anastasia comprehended and rushed out of the emergency room.“Please, what's wrong with her?” Bastian asked, his expression matching the concern in his voice.Sofia turned to him, an assuring smile on her face. “She must have lost consciousness out of shock.
Patricia couldn't put herself to sleep throughout the night, watching over Bastian.She blamed herself for what happened. If she hadn't left the office in anger, she wouldn't have been attacked and Bastian wouldn't have come to his aid and landed in his current state.After crying throughout the night, and praying fervently with her mind till 6:30 AM, nature caught Patricia off guard and she fell asleep, sitting on a chair beside the bed and placed her head on the bed.Bastian gradually opened his eyes till they fully opened. “Patricia!” He called. He lifted his head from the pillow and roughly sat up, making him hit his bandaged arm.“Ouch!” He sounded in pain and Patricia woke up.Patricia raised her head from the bed, shocked. “What happened?” She asked, opening her eyes.Seeing Bastian, she quickly stood on her feet and hugged him tightly, forgetting he injured his hand.She separated her body from his body and excitedly looked into his eyes. “How are you, Bastian?”“How are you
[A week later]Patricia walked into a saloon, holding her black medium size bag. It was the first time she was going there, and Ailee recommended it.Immediately as she stepped in, a staff came from and bowed her head. “Welcome to the luxury saloon. Paradise for hair. Your satisfaction is our priority.”“I want to restyle my hair.” Patricia said.“Then you are in the right place,” the staff member said with a smile on her face. She moved to a side, making space for Patricia. She curtsied her head, lengthening her right hand beside her and the left placed on her stomach. “This way, ma.” She directed.Patricia slightly bent her neck and walked into the saloon.Immediately as she entered the second room for VIP customers, she saw Anna’s face through the mirror because she was turning her back to her. Patricia turned to walk out. “I will come back later.”“Is there a problem, ma?” The staff member accompanying her in asked with concern.Anna already saw Patricia through the mirror, and w
Bastian drove into Maximo company. He parked at the parking lots and paced into the ground floor, walking past his admirers, who paused their activities to stare at him till he entered the elevator and they couldn't see him anymore.Immediately as he stepped out of the elevator on the fourth floor, Esther walked out of chairman Hewitt’s office to welcome him.“Good day, sir.” Esther greeted from a distance, bending her neck.Bastian walked closer to him. He slightly bent his neck. “Good day,” he responded. “I am here to see the chairman.”“He is inside, waiting for you.” Elsie said with a smile on her face. She pointed her right thumb at her back, passing it over her shoulder. “Let’s go in.” “Okay, sir.” Bastian said.Esther led him into the chairman’s office, and he walked behind her.She opened the door for him to go in first, and he bent his neck a bit. “Thank you.” He appreciated her and walked inside.Immediately as Bastian entered the office, chairman Hewitt raised his gaze and