MasukThat significant event became a stepping stone for Emerald.She winced. “W-What?” She doesn't actually understand what Jude has said. His word becomes vague when it passes to her ears, leaving Emerald completely dumbfounded. Jude took a short breath and spoke, “You did a great job,” he casually asserted. “You've been complaining to me a lot about tasks. I don't see any reason not to promote you.” He firmly enunciated, completely forgetting the agreement between them. “Hold on,” Emerald demanded. “It was clear I shouldn't bother doing exactly what my job is because I'm only here for my safety but now, I'm promoted?” Her voice sounds confused. Emerald's eyebrows arched, part of her dislike the thought of getting promoted. On the other hand, Jude massaged his nape whilst frustratedly scratching the side of his forehead. His posture defines how frustrated he is while speaking to his personal assistant—his own wife. “God… women,” he casually muttered to himself. To be honest, he doesn'
Back at the office, everyone was nervous as hell. The main proponent of the report in the team would be Luke. However, his disappearancd made the whole crew shake their knees. No one in the crowd knew exactly what the content is aside from Luke, given that the hard part was thrown at him. Unfortunately, Luke had an emergency health matters. He had a strong diarrhea which forced him to vacate the job, enforcing a pressure to the whole team. “No! I will not take his spot. I already had a burden to bear and this simple report gave me a massive headache!” Warren affirmed, taking down the offer of embodying Luke’s part. Warren tried to connect Loren to his part but unfortunately, she declined. Everyone did. His eyes set to Emerald who was busy playing a card game on her computer. He realized Emerald was once a news anchor, and memorizing the script is easy for her. The presentation would beater afternoon and she has an ample amount to prepare. “Emerald,” Warren took her attention. “We
Back at the building owned by the Sanders, an old man disappointed with his one and only remaining son caught the public's attention. People are staring at them. Employees are making fun of the arrogant man, Jude, speaking ill words against him. They bear no shame. Whenever Jude is around, they look angelic, but when he's not looking, employees tend to speak negative things behind his back. All of them…. are plastic. Jude bears no hate among those people who did it to him. Being constantly compared to his dead older brother by everyone drained him out. It wasn't new, he's used to it, but whenever it's his father who brings it up, the wounds of the past hit harder. “You're a good for nothing son.” Juan exclaimed stoically. He has zero remorse towards his one and only remaining son. Meanwhile, Jude remained sitting on his wheelchair. His claws tightened whilst bearing all the pain hearing his father almost disowning him. A pain struck his heart. Will he still think the same if he f
“Perfect.” Antonette affirmed with a huge smile crept on her face. She was ogling at the paper she's holding, a work-related stuff she teamed-up with Emerald. Emerald nervously spoke. “Do you think Jude—I mean Mr. Sanders would be pleased about it?” “Of course!” Antonette leaned forward. “If he finds out it was his wife's idea, he will be glad,” she then winked at her. A soft, low chuckle comes out her lips. Good thing. No one has heard them talking about marriage stuff, otherwise, she'll get doomed. The silly thought passed through her mind, there's no way Jude would be glad about something that has traces of her. Emerald had long accepted the fate between them. You can love a person and still distance yourself away from them. Loving them from a far feels at peace than staying but toxic. Left with nothing else to do, Emerald went back to her table only to see a box of cake under her table. The whole team was holding small yet cute cakes on their hands with names on it. She was c
“But—” Emerald affirmed, trying to defy Jude's order. “I will be meeting a friend today. My friend already reserved a table for us elsewhere and it’s a high end hotel.” Jude arched his eyebrows. “And?” He sarcastically affirmed. Emerald nibbled her lower lip, reading what Jude was thinking about. “It would be a shame if I wouldn't see him at our agreed time. I don't totally belong to your team so I was thinking if… I can go home early.” Everyone was just silent. Among the people they met, only Emerald has the power to talk back against their boss. Jude holds little to no patience, and he fires everyone who has an unpleasant attitude. Trying to oppose him makes Emerald a perfect candidate for drop out employees. She doesn't see anything wrong with what she said. If she were to read the rulebook, there's an allotted time for employees to work. An overtime should be only implemented when it's needed. “Technically, you are my personal assistant. As long as I'm here, you stay here. Ha
She made sure that no traces of tears were visible in her face. It took her almost 30 minutes in the bathroom to cry herself out rather than ignoring her feelings again just because she loves her mother more than herself. Jude noticed Emerald's red eyes from a far. He saw her cheeks red as apple along with her arm with a mark of an object that seemed to penetrate her body. His raw emotions splurged inside of him—hinting that something happened towards her. Without a second thought, Jude put down the paper he was holding as his whole attention was now on his wife. He nibbled his lower lip, playing with his index finger whilst watching the woman sit in her cubicle. Jude has the urge to come towards his wife yet he couldn't act recklessly especially when they aren't at home. Emerald's mother raw dogged her in the comfort room. A face slap, a tight grip, and a gut wrenching gaslight she got from a mother like Aileen. “Emerald!” Loren yelled her name. She immediately diverted her gaze







