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CHAPTER SIX
"Kean? What are you doing in this place?" I inquired, perplexed. I was still a little embarrassed since my classmates were staring at us as if we were celebrities.
"Well, I simply wanted to hand it on to you." He gave me something after scratching the back of his head. "Mom told me to give this to you personally.""What is this?""An invitation. Mom and Dad are celebrating their wedding anniversary, and they wanted to include you and Don Stan, of course." He replied in the affirmative, alluding to my grandpa."I see... I'll inform Papa. Thank you for stopping by.""Ade, no worries. I sincerely hope you will be able to join us.” he added with a bright smile on his face.Keanno Fiowel was the son of my grandfather's business partner. He was a year older than me and the only guy my grandfather would let near me. I can't tell how many times I've urged Papa to stop matching me with him because it makes meRelated chapters
Sweet Escape CHAPTER SEVEN
"How's school going for you, Adeline?"I was going to take another spoonful of my food when I heard Papa's authoritative voice. We were eating at a large and elegant table, just the two of us, having our meal."It's f-fine, Papa." I replied, giving a rigid response."Make sure you're putting forth your best effort in class. When I stoop down in my position, you do realize you're going to handle the firm, right?” he stated as he drank his water."Yes, Papa.""Good, because the company doesn't require a CEO who has even basic academic qualifications. Make certain to demonstrate that you are capable and can effectively manage the organization.""Isn't it too soon to broach this subject, Papa? I'm still in my first year, and I'm sure you're not ready to give up your position just yet, are you?" I asked in a nice manner, since I didn't want to come across as being antagonistic."It is preferable that we discuss this as soon as possib
Sweet Escape CHAPTER EIGHT
Sancha bugged me the next day, giving me nonstop stories about the video she had seen. I kept my cool and claimed I didn't care, but the truth was that I had a lot of questions about it. I want to know everything about it.What's bothering me in the first place? Maybe it was because my cousin was a part of it. Yes, that's it; my cousin was involved, which is why I'm interested and curious."Please, Sancha, put an end to it. Please, no more chatting." I cut her off in the middle of what she was saying."What, Ade? I'm simply inundating you with information. Your cousin, after all, was involved.""That is no longer a concern of mine. You know how liberated and free Clair is, and I believe she knows what she's doing." I said as we approached our classroom."You've had your fill of Clair's involvement, haven't you? So, if you want to know more about Zeeve and his girlfriend, I can provide you with that information.""Why do you think I'm enamore
Sweet Escape CHAPTER NINE
My days were spent nicely, with Zeeve tutoring me and Sancha's constant pestering and interrogation about what was going on with us. And if I say "nothing but academic," she'll roll her eyes at me, as if she's disappointed in what I've said. What exactly is it that she wants me to say, anyway? When my name was linked to Zeeve, I had a lot of questions. Why would others think I like him or that he likes me? Is it because of the way we interact with each other or because we are always seen together that they believe we are in a relationship? Zeeve had a lot of interactions with girls, so I'm not sure what's going on. As a band member, he interacts with a variety of individuals; I recall Sancha telling me that my cousin was flirting with the other members, but I never heard anything about it. I doubt if Auntie Clara is even aware that that happens, she has probably no idea what is going on with his daughter’s life. I shook my head, shaking away the ideas out of
Sweet Escape CHAPTER TEN
"Really? I want to come!" Zeeve and I exchanged side-by-side stares. He appeared to be in a bad mood and plainly wasn't pleased that her sister was accompanying us, but I simply smiled and nodded, assuring him that everything was all right. "No, Zeiara, you can’t. You should return home since the driver may be in the parking lot looking for you." With a shake of his head, Zeeve issued the order. “I had already requested the driver not to gohere since she I planned to visit your condominium, it turns out you're going out, so I might as well come with you." she said with a cute grin. "No!" "Yes! Please? Ate Ade, do you think it's all right with you?” she shifted her gaze to me. "O-Of course, that's not a problem!" I was stuttering. "See? She said it is okay for me to accompany the both of you, so could you please? Please, Ate Ade, say something! Let's try to persuade him! Say please with a cute eyes," she told me this as she demo
Sweet Escape CHAPTER ELEVEN
I went around looking for ideas on what to give to Zeeve's mother after I got it. I'd never seen her before, and I couldn't even tell what her face looked like either. Not even his mother's interests and loves are well-known to me at this point.I came up with a query as I pondered my situation. Why did I even agree on coming with him in the first place?Oh, Ade, you're undoubtedly smitten with his endearing smile a while ago.With each step, I shoved those thoughts away. I continued to glance around. Would his mother be interested in shoes, accessories, or perhaps bags?Why would I even bother to make a big deal about it? Of course, Zeeve will be the one to make the ultimate decision on what to get his mother for her birthday."Oh, my God! I really need to use the restroom. I'll leave you two alone for the time being." Zeiara exclaimed, a smile on her face. "The mother nature called me,” she added while laughing."All righ
Sweet Escape CHAPTER TWELVE
"My dear brother! Take a look at who I'm with!"We both shifted our gaze in the direction of the voice's origin. As she went towards us, I noticed Zeiara's lively face and huge smile on her face. But she wasn't the only one...Despite the fact that she was with a girl who is exactly the same height as her, the girl exudes a powerful and sophisticated aura, in contrast to Zeiara who was looking bubbly and happy as she stared at her brother. However, as he noticed Zeeve standing behind me, a smile began to appear on her face.She has a round face with a not-so-pointed chin, which complements her dark brown eyes that are deep in color. Her nose is short and has a slight bend up at the end at the end. Despite the fact that her skin is pale, she has a delicate red tinge around her cheeks. She was tall, perhaps an inch or two taller than me, but her bright red dress and high heels made her appear even taller than she already was."Take a look, Farah was with me
Sweet Escape CHAPTER THIRTEEN
My lips parted as a result of her motion, and my gaze remained on her for a few seconds longer, but her face had already changed; she was now smiling at Zeeve as she walked beside him."Are you all right, Ade?" Zeeve turned to face me when he uttered the question."Ye—-"When Farah spoke again, my remarks were cut off, causing Zeeve to turn in her direction."So, as I previously stated, will you be able to visit Mom on Sunday? She would be overjoyed to meet you again, I am pretty sure.” Farah's remark is beautifully conveyed.Again? So Zeeve has been there before; they must be really close to each other for them to have visited each other's parents. My bitterness spread like a wildfire to my system. So, what exactly are they? Do they have a special bond with one another?"That lady! I now see why she behaves in such a strange manner.” Zeiara said something in hushed tones while glancing at Farah.My brows furrowed in
Sweet Escape CHAPTER ONE
Failure is an unavoidable aspect of life, as well as a necessary component of any successful life. Failure is only an opportunity to start all over again, this time more wisely. Is failure, however, such an important part of everyone's life that it must be present at all times?“Come on, Ade, just do it. I'm confident you'll improve next time. Don't frown because it gives off a negative vibe. We don't want any bad vibes here, do we?” Sancha made a valiant effort to make me feel better. She would always utter this statement in every day that God had given her. Well, it's my fault because I consistently fail.“Do you believe I'll still be able to go graduate, Sancha? If Grandpa finds out about my grades, he'll be furious! I'm at a loss on what to do next.” I said it in a troublesome way.Failure has always been my companion; I don't recall ever excelling in any of my subjects. I always get an average if I don't receive a failing grade. I've
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