"Here is the file you asked for." Donald handed him the first folder. "Then, here is the information we gathered on Mr. Mathew Clayton." His assistant pushed another folder onto his table.Isaac set aside the first file and opened the folder that contained his business rival's profile. He would be honest. He was extremely curious.However, his interest might not stem solely from their business feud but more likely from this man's relationship with his wife."He is the only son of Mr. Robert Clayton." Donald summarized the report. "Based on our digging, our investigator discovered that Mr. Clayton's son went missing when he was around five."According to the report, Mr. Clayton's wife, Mrs. Stacy, accidentally lost their child at the park. Mathew was playing with the other kids when suddenly he was gone.Initially, the authorities assumed it was kidnapping. But after a few days of no ransom demand, they concluded that it might be something else."Then, after years of searching, the Cla
"Are you serious?" The man with long, curly, glorious hair stared at her from head to toe. "Is this what I have to work with?" He looked at her as if he had seen a fucking homeless.He lowered his eyeglasses to give her a second look. But nothing changed. He still viewed her with disgust and disdain."Renee, I assure you that Charlie is a professional." But the woman standing up for her did not exactly look convinced as she turned to her.She guessed the woman just said that to appease the famous designer before he blew a fuse."Sorry, I usually look better than this." She quickly pointed to her messy hair and damp clothes.Of course, she could not blame him for thinking that way. She certainly looked like a sewer rat after she met another unfortunate incident.Yeah! It was just her dumb luck."I was waiting for the bus, then it started to rain..." She stopped when she realized it was pointless to explain. The man did not seem interested in hearing her excuses."Oh, for fuckin' sake!"
What the fuck! Isaac!Damn it!"Get your head back in the game." He silently reprimanded himself as he forced himself to look away from the woman sitting across from him at the table. Nonetheless, his action did not stop his mind from replaying the earlier events. He knew he should not have teased her. However, he could not help it. He wished to see her reaction. He guessed he wanted to determine if she felt the same way as he did.It was undeniable that he wanted her. But whether it was just a physical thing remained debatable. Nonetheless, it was still questionable if she wanted him."What do you think?" It had been a month since he first met his wife.He immediately sensed the chemistry between him and his contracted wife. It was probably the reason he never had a second thought of breaking his rules for her.But since their fake engagement, he had felt the difference in her demeanor. Could he blame her? Nope, since he also did the same thing."You fool!" Yeah! He was an idiot, in
"Whoah!" What the heck!She abruptly stopped midway into the living room as soon as she saw the big furry beast that stood in her way.Bark! Bark!She frequently reflected on what it would be like to have a pet. Yet, the reality of living in an orphanage and constantly moving between foster homes made that dream unattainable."Good boy..." She knew she had to calm down, even though the big beast scared the crap out of her.Honestly, the dog did not seem that terrifying, but she had no experience with animals. Except for the stray dogs and cats on the street, she had never dealt with pets before.Grrrwl!She did not know if she should turn back and run or stay and win the dog over to her side. The latter seemed to be the more sensible thing to do, knowing she could not outrun the furry animal. "... Easy boy!" But how to tame a barking dog? She still needed to figure it out, fast."You're a good boy, right?" She assumed a dog like that had some training. But still, she was a stranger.
46 - Eating out of the palm of her hands - Isaac"What the fuck!"They were barely married, and she was already entertaining another man. He suddenly wondered if she was not just a gold digger but a fucking cheater, too.Damn! But that was not the worst part, as he thought of the guy who drove his wife home. What was she doing with the man who wanted to ruin his company?"What was my father thinking, picking her as my wife?" He mumbled as different scenarios played in his mind.Suddenly, the idea that she was playing him and his father resurfaced, making him doubt her motives even more for marrying into his family. Was it just about the money? Or was she after something else?Like, was she working for that man?Was she a spy sent by his competitor to steal information from his company?"Who the hell are you really, Charlie?" He asked as he opened the door to his apartment.At that moment, he had no idea what to think anymore as he pictured his wife. He honestly wanted to believe that
"Thank you so much, Matt. I don't know what I would have done without you." She believed he had saved her day, maybe even her future. Just when she thought her career was over, he suddenly came to her rescue. He was like her Prince Charming, sweeping her off her feet as they rode off into the sunset. Who knew he had connections with the Fashion Week organizer? Somehow, Matt convinced them to give her a second chance to audition. "Hey, it is the least I can do. I'm just glad that I can help." Her friend turned to her after parking his car in front of her apartment building. After the audition, he offered to take her out for a late snack and coffee to celebrate her new contract. Yeah! Someone finally gave her a break. It was all because of him. "Besides, I hardly did anything but introduce you. The rest was all you." He added, assuring her that she got the job because of her hard work and merit. "Still, if it ain't for you, they would not have given me a second look." She honestl