“Found any company that can rival them?” Orion asked Nessa who finally dropped the tab on the table after minutes of staring at it.She leaned in, adjusting her blouse.Orion had ordered her to come with him to his office and she did just that.Gradually, confusion crept in and replaced the neutral expression that was once on her face, prompting her to throw a question that every one would have also done.“What do you mean by that sir?”“You've been staring at that,” he pointed towards the tab on the table with an arched eyebrow, returning his gaze to her. “I saw what you were doing, and I figured it might be plausible.”Nessa’s lips parted slightly, and she gave a slow nod. “Oh, about that,” she paused, reaching for the tablet on the table. “Before he even brought up the price, I was just looking into construction companies known for having the lowest rate of structural failures.”“And?” Orion asked bluntly, tilting his head slightly.She pressed her lips pushing the tablet over to h
“Don’t you think Mr. Belmont has been coming earlier nowadays?” One of the workers whispered to the others, they were four in number.“Yes, I also observed it, ever since he started living with the new woman,” the second man said with a snort that made the rest look at him in disgust.As they said, in every circle, every company, and every sector, there was always a group.It felt inevitable; something people grew so accustomed to that it came to seem perfectly normal.“He's not as soft as he used to be,” it was another one this time, and their gazes were all glued to him as Nessa, his assistant, as she followed him from behind, along with some files held close to her chest.They all nodded in unison, pretending to be busy; yet, as the saying goes, they were unknowingly busy doing nothing.“Ever since Mrs. Alderidge stopped coming here that's when he started to change,” it was the only female amongst them this time, and she packed her hair into a bun, buttoning up her grey coloured su
“You are here already,” Damon recognized, scanning Elysia from the crown of her head to the sole of her feet, a smile widening his lips.She raised an eyebrow, nodding. “If there is anything that has brought me this far, you know what it is, don't you?”It was obvious, even someone who had just spent six months or even less would know what it was, so Damon just smirked, leaning on the doorframe.Talking about punctuality even in her own home? That was wild.“By the way, I apologize for dropping by at such an ungodly hour,” he murmured, his eyes falling to the sleek Richard Mille on his wrist– a testament to his wealth.Truly, it was quite late. “Why will I be annoyed when I could have told you whatever you want to tell me can wait till the following day?” the words escaped her lips, quiet and unhurried.“So go on,” she exhaled, stepping outside finally. “What is it that you want to tell me that could not be said over the phone?”For a moment, Damon simply watched her in silence, wait
“Do you think he still loves you?” A female’s voice was heard in the five star restaurant and a sigh followed almost immediately.Seraphina pressed her lips, taking a sip from her cup, probably her fourth shot since she walked into the restaurant with her friends.“Sometimes, it feels like he does,” she answered, pouring herself a drink and she stirred it slowly, her eyes fixed in it. “And other times, he just acts cold and later on, he apologizes.”“Are you gonna tell her about what you did to your husband, Charlotte?” A jet black haired lady asked in a teasing tone, pointing towards Seraphina whose curiosity piqued immediately she heard that, and she leaned in.“What's that?” Seraphina demanded, leaning in.Charlotte smirked as she let the glass cup slip from her fingers, dropping gently on the luxurious table that was decorated with a flower vase.“You know,” she began, brushing her hair back with a casual flick, “there’s a saying that goes like this: do what makes you happy.” She
“Do you really think it's a good idea to leave now?” As Jake took his seat, a sigh followed. “I mean, they just got here about one week ago.”Damon fidgeted on the chair, dropping the cup of coffee that was in his hand. “I talked to Elysia about it already, so she should explain to them.”“I just feel like it will be better if I tell them after my departure,’’ he added, compressing his lips into a thin line.Jake leaned back on the chair, drumming with his fingers on the armrest, like he was waiting to carefully choose his words. “If that's what you say, then it's fine.”The latter took a sip from his cup of coffee, looking towards the direction of the ceiling.He had gone on plenty of three to six month programs before, but this time, he found himself worrying in a way he never did before. Why?A question that even he could not answer, as much as he tried to, he could not come to a perfect conclusion as to why he was worried.“Germany or Thailand?” Jake broke the silence just as it s
“Calvin!” A feminine voice could be heard in the room and that made him slam his fist against the wall.He stared at the ceiling for a while, gritting his teeth.“What is it this time?” Calvin walked into the room, staring at a woman who seemed to be in her mid fifties. “How many times do you have to tell you that I'm busy?”Faster than anyone would have expected, she threw the blanket that was above her away, walking towards Calvin with a stern on her face.“What did you just say?” She pouted, staring deeper into the eyes of Calvin who hardened his jaw. “Have you forgotten who you are talking to? Have you forgotten I had to raise you myself after your-”“Cut the crap!” He yelled, making her trail off in the process, the expansion of her eyes was a testament to her shocked state.It was something she never expected.“You took care of who? Me?” He demanded pointing towards himself. “You've got to be kidding me, cause what the fuck?”The words kept tumbling out in a rush, but she did no