"Where are we going today?" Mila furrowed her brows in confusion at Ezra while watching him drive calmly. It was Sunday, and suddenly Ezra asked her to go somewhere. Previously, Ezra had asked her to go to the park and buy flowers from a flower seller on the sidwalk. It was strange seeing Ezra continue to show concern for her like this. She was more used to his rough demeanor than his gentle one. She suspected that Ezra was deliberately asking her out today because last night she was left alone at home. Completely alone. There is no Felix who usually always accompanies her. She only saw five fully armed guards in front of the house. But Felix and Ezra weren't home at all. "You'll find out later," Ezra answered mysteriously while still staring at the slightly crowded street in front of him. "Where were you last night? I was left alone at home.” "We have important work." "What? Kill again?” Mila said skeptically. "Nope. We didn't kill anyone." "I can't believe you're telling the
The night was getting late and Mila was still awake in her room hugging her knees on the bed. Since earlier she wanted to close her eyes and forget about all the bad things that happened today, unfortunately her brain kept thinking about Ezra who never came back after dropping her off at the hotel room. Ezra chose to leave without saying anything to her after the incident on the beach that strained their relationship again. She thought that Ezra might be having fun with a beautiful and sexy beach girl right now, so he forgot about her, who was currently waiting angrily in the room. “Tsk, where did that cruel man go? It's been more than three hours since he left me alone. And ahh... damn! I left my phone in the car." Mila continues to grumble angrily while hitting the pillow in front of her. Right now she was imagining that the pillow was Ezra's face which she could hit to her heart's content until she was satisfied. Unfortunately, she became increasingly worried about Ezra's condi
When he woke up this morning Hunter didn't have any bad feelings. He had forgotten the incident two weeks ago at the hotel and was working normally as usual. He made up stories with his mother in fluency about parties and drinking himself into a stupor. He and his father had bought new clothes when they returned home because their clothes were full of the scent of women's perfume. They agree to work together to hide the little crime in order to save his mother's mood from chaos.Hunter didn't want to hear his mother get angry and sulk because his father slept with another woman. He prefers his home filled with peace. Even though now the house feels bland and empty. Mila's disappear from his house made the atmosphere at his house depressing. If his mother didn't force him to stay at home, he would prefer to live in an apartment and stay away from everything that has memories of Mila in his house.Hunter blinked once. He saw Edmond Prince in the mirror, his tie tied around his neck. Som
The building is nothing special. Just a two-story house standing in a quiet area on the outskirts of Chicago. There is a swing and a pink bicycle in the yard. On the verandah, a little girl is playing barbie alone. She was busy muttering, talking to her doll and then pretending to pour tea into a miniature pink cup. The girl looked up when she heard footsteps approaching her. Her round eyes blinked twice. She was only up to the man's waist when she stood up and tried to greet him. "Hello. I'm Sasha. What I can do for you?” Her mother was the most perfect and the kindest teacher for her. Ever since she was very young, she had been taught to be polite to people who came to their house. Her grandparents are even proud of her because she always remembers the manners lessons from her mother well. “Hello Sasha. Is your mother at home?” The man smiled faintly and squatted down. He stroked the top of Sasha's head gently. The girl's hair was brownish blonde and hung over her petite shoulde
Mila held Ezra's hand tightly when she saw the crowd of journalists in front of her father's office. They all moved very quickly to greet her as she was about to get out of the car. "Don’t be nervous. You just need to smile at them and answer some of their questions.” “I feel like a dream. Suddenly I got things that I never knew existed and were mine. I really don't have any memories of this office.” The place actually felt foreign to her. She had probably only stepped foot here three times. But she had always been a visitor, not an owner as she was now. And now she had to assert ownership of this company as her own so that no one else like Edward could take what was hers. “You sure can. Think about the bright future you will have.” “Tsk, you have a good way of encouraging me, hmm?” Ezra just smirked. "Let's go. The Louises would pee their pants seeing this.” Milla smiled broadly. She stepped out of the car whose door had just opened, and she was immediately swarmed by a myriad
Ezra sat in the corner of Mila's treatment room. His elbows resting on his thighs, his head bowed to the floor. In front of him, Mila was lying weak. The IV line stuck in the back of her hand again. Her belly protruding beneath the hospital gown moved constantly to Mila's regular breathing. Ezra didn't understand why he was so concerned seeing Mila's condition like that. This shouldn't have to happen. But unfortunately this has to happen to Mila. He was not vigilant and carefully secured the area around Mila’s office. Edward's men manage to infiltrate the paparazzi without anyone noticing and try to shoot Mila. Mila has almost died twice and has been hospitalized. And it's always been done by those damn Louises. He was getting impatient to finish them off as soon as possible. He wanted to immediately expose his identity in front of those damn Louises, then laugh at them for their stupidity all along. They have actually been caught up in the game. Just need to wait a bit more until he
“Thank you for believing in me and supporting me, Mr. Smith. I apologize for having made up such fake news.” "I know how you feel. Threats are common. I understand if you make scenarios of your son's death like that." "Once again, thank you. I hope we can work together another time.” Edward ended the bullshit conversation and slammed his phone down on the table. He has received dozens of calls from colleagues to provide support about the bomb threat he received. But they are all just supporting through words. Nothing really supported him financially, like offering him a new project or offering to invest in his company. Instead, they asked about James Corp and their desire to buy the company from Mila because of its good prospects. Edward's palms clenched tightly against the table. He hates Mila to the core and he might be able to kill Mila right away if Mila suddenly appears in front of him. Knock knock There was a loud knock on his office door. Hunter appeared from behind the d
That morning Ezra was ready with his black shirt and jacket slung over his arm. He opened the curtains in Mila’s room wide, causing Mila, who was still asleep, to wake up immediately with an annoyed groan because her sleep had been disturbed by the man."Close the curtains, I'm still sleepy." Mila groaned in annoyance and hugged her pillow tightly again.Ezra just stared at her blankly. Mila always tries to annoy him. Just like the previous morning, Mila didn't want to wake up if he woke her up on purpose. But after he left to do chores outside the house, Mila would wake up by herself to start her monotonous activities.Ezra left the room and closed the door behind him slowly. Today Mila can sleep all day so she doesn't know what he will be doing out there.“Good Morning. You were very neat this morning."“This is an important day. What are you doing?"“Prepare some food for Mila. If today I have to go out to do some things, I want her to not be short of food.”"She must be so happy w