The elevator chimed and she bolted towards the front door. Sarah was not at her desk and she wondered where she went. Just as she got outside, Ivy's Porsche stopped in front of her. She was about to grab the handle when she heard her name from behind. It was Alan and he looked confused.“Miss Cameron?” he called out but she hurriedly got in afraid he'll try to stop her.“Drive!” Ivy ordered the driver and he sped off. Angela glanced back and saw Alan watching them, he stood for some seconds, then he brought out his phone probably to inform Tristan of what he just witnessed.She let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding since as they drove further away from the office then she turned to Ivy who was glaring at her.“What? I came didn't I?” she asked “You're fucking Tristan?” Ivy questioned.It was more of a statement awaiting confirmation than a question. Angela's knuckles turned white with rage“The only thing between us right now is that I fix your reputation. My per
“You're a badass!” Jane said as she opened the door for her. “Oh Jane” she whined as Jane pulled over into an embrace. She patted her back gently in small circular motions.“There there, come inside” she said as she pulled her in gently.Jane made her sit down and went to go get her a steaming cup of tea. She sipped it slowly.“I think I screwed up bad” she moaned “No you didn't. You handled it like a boss. I was just watching in amazement at how bold you were. How did you come up with everything you said”“Bold?” she chuckled bitterly and took a small sip of the tea.“I was as nervous as hell. The weather is cold but I was sweating like a sinner in a church”“You did a good job hiding it then, you sounded so confident. But I'm guessing Tristan isn't aware of that interview”Angela sighed “That's why I'm here. I can't go back and I know he'll be very furious.”“By the way, I've been calling you since, you're not answering”“I might need a new phone. That bratty girl threw my phon
“She's blackmailing me. She has the video”Tristan looked stunned “She has the video? How?”“I don't know but somehow she has it. She gave me a deadline to get her career back and to make her become your friend again or else she'll expose the video”“But why didn't you tell me this before? I could have helped” he asked softly.“I guess I didn't think towards that area at first but when I did, it was too late. If I had wasted any time explaining to you, she would have leaked the video” she answered wistfully.He took her hand and made her sit beside him, giving her palms a little squeeze as she did. A faint smile lit her face up as she spoke again.“Tell me you didn't already know about the interview before”“I knew. I also know she's been contacting you, threatening you. I knew about the whole getting back her career and my trust thing but I didn't know she was using the video to do that. I didn't even know she has the video. I guess I've been underestimating her recently.” he paused
“Tristan? Hi, I’m so glad you called” Ivy exclaimed “Sit down!” He answered coolly and she did. She took off her shades and smiled at him. He stared at the lady he had known all his life. Growing up, he felt that her niceness to him was just normal best friends niceness till he found out from her parents that she had a huge crush on him and they were hoping they would get together and maybe even marry one day. He remembered how he had vehemently opposed the idea, he begged his parents not to force him into an arranged marriage, he threatened to pull away from his father’s company if he was forced into marrying her. His father had been angry, he knew he could not afford to lose his son as a major shareholder so he agreed with him. It caused a huge strain in their relationship but as long as he was happy and single, it didn’t matter to him.Sure Ivy was gorgeous, many guys would fall on their hands and knees just to date her but he didn’t love her enough to be in a relationship with
She woke up screaming at the top of her lungs, the bed and pillow were soaked with her sweat and she was breathing heavily. Tristan was in her room in an instant.She jumped when he opened the door but eased her mind when she saw his face. He sat down and pulled her into his arms.“What happened?” he whispered, trying to calm her down. She began to sob hysterically, gulping between sobs.“This nightmare… I've not had it in a long time… something's not right…”She put her palms on her forehead, she looked visibly freaked out.“What's wrong? What's the nightmare about?”“I s—saw myself, I was lo—looking in a mirror then all of a sudden, m—my reflection, it just reached out and was strangling m—my physical self, then… then I woke up.” She stammered.“It's just a dream…”“No, it's not just a dream. At least not this, I've not had this dream in seven years.” She scrambled to get her phone from the bedside table. “I need to call Jane”“Does she know why you're having this dream?” he asked w
Jane rushed over after hearing the noise. She saw Angela hunched over picking up shards of broken glass from the floor.“What's going on, I heard a loud no…” she trailed off when she saw the unwanted guest standing at the door with a smug smile as she watched Angela pick up the broken glasses. Her expression instantly turned cold. “Annabelle? What are you doing here?” She demanded harshly, stepping in the door frame instantly trying to prevent Annabelle from coming inside but still cautiously avoiding the shards on the floor.“Hi, Jane. Long time no see darling, wow you did not age well.”Angela's head shot up instantly and she stood up, stood face to face with Annabelle. Her face was red with fury.“What the hell? You do not get to show up here after seven years of disappearance just to come here giving skanky comments. Who the hell do you think you are?”Annabelle looked amused and surprised at the same time.“Wow Angie, you have changed. Fierce much? Anyways, I'm sorry Jane, I ob
“Hey baby, you're back” Tristan said signalling her to come sit beside him. He was on the long couch working on his laptop with his legs on a footstool and there were lots of paper scattered all over the couch, some of them were also on the floor.He moved some papers away to create space for her to sit. “I missed you. How is Jane?” he asked while kissing her lovingly on her lips.“Missed you more” she replied kissing him back. “And Jane's fine.”She looked at the scattered papers and asked.“What's all this?” “Work, lots of work. I think I might need my assistant to assist me here.”“Oh, right away sir.” She answered switching to assistant mode almost immediately. “I'll go get my laptop” She quickly went up the stairs and was back in few seconds. She took a seat on the floor beside him, opening her laptop.“So what are we doing?” she asked “These are resume of people interested in Sarah's role…”“You're lookin
She took a deep breath and Tristan frowned.“You're breaking up with me?” he asked gloomily“What? No, no. That's not it”“Then what is it?” he asked, taking her hands in his. To his surprise, she burst into tears.“Hey, you know you can tell me anything right?” he said as he pulled her in for a hug. She kept sobbing making him wonder what it was she had to say but he held her there, patting her back gently and reassuring her while she sobbed to her heart's desire. “Is it that bad?” he asked and she nodded amidst sobs.“Is it something that you think will make me angry?” he asked again and she nodded.He sighed, closed his eyes, kissed her hair and sighed again. “It's okay, whatever it is you want to say, it doesn't matter how terrible you think it is, I promise I won't get mad”“You promise?” she sniffed, drawing out of his embrace to look him straight in the eyes.“I promise!” he repeated.She exhaled, wiped her face and opened her mouth to speak while he looked at her anxiously.