"Hey, sir Romero. Do I look shabby?" Lianna’s voice echoed through the elevator. It was just them three inside. With their figures reflected on the glossy finish of the lift, she shifts her gaze on the man on her left side. Still on his prim and proper stance, Lance didn’t even flinch by her sudden remark.
She couldn’t help but think about it earlier. She didn’t think about appearances when her sight was still blurry. How could she, when it's taking her all just to move forward without bumping on something and injuring herself. Yet, things have changed in just one day. The clothes she frequently wore wouldn’t suffice for the status she currently possesses.
It was the first time she went out since the wedding. Though with the initial agenda of meeting her ex-family, she still picked out the nicest thing she owned from her closet,
A few seconds later, the lift came to a stop and in an instant, she was greeted by an unfamiliar air. The moment the elevators opened, her mouth was slightly flung open as they traversed the peculiar territory.The theme of the place was something she didn’t expect. Rather, it was a complete contrast to the majority of the building design. Her vision was completely used to the glass windows and western feel that she was taken aback by the overpowering wooden structure and paperlike partitions. Intricately crafted stone-like lanterns were also dangling on the corners, unlike the preponderance of luxury chandeliers.The whole place screams….eastern.“I see you’ve taken interest in the interiors.” Selene, although leading the way, still noti
"Who's the man behind you?" Leonard suddenly blurted out after he caught sight of an unfamiliar face among the youngsters. His deep, raven eyes squinted as he gave an intimidating stare towards the only stranger in his midst. In the presence of the Kreisler head, even the stoic Lance Romero showed discomfort in his expression, his eyes wandering elsewhere unknowingly. "Selene. You're fully aware of my rules, especially on this certain part of the building. Why did you let this man in? Kick him out…now." Lianna gulped. Though they had a few encounters in the past, she still couldn't shake the nervousness whenever the chairman was in the vicinity. It's like his default effect. She could feel the sense of urgency emitting from his last sentence, like a warning.
"Callis...""...what..?""Would that name suffice?" Without turning a glimpse, Leonard remained his back against her, with a small, golden watering can at hand.Lianna who immediately flicked her head towards him was left speechless. No one usually calls her second name. Not even her own father Damascene, her brother Stefan…Not even Rupert…For some time, she almost forgot that she had a second name. If it weren't for her mother's diary… she would've remembered.The second name that was derived from her mother's own second name…Callis…&nbs
"Thanks for accompanying me today, Sir Romero.""No need to thank me, madam. It's my job." Lianna frowns as Lance politely bows after his words. They were already back at the hotel and were in front of her room."Haist. You're really stubborn, aren't you?""Pardon?" Lance momentarily pauses, lifting his gaze towards his client with a puzzled expression."Just drop the formalities already. Just call me by my name, you have my permission.""No can do. I'm still on the job.""It's night time. Let's say you're off duty now since I returned to my room."
“Is that all, ma'am and sir?” “Yes, that’s all. Thank you.” With a respectful bow, the waiter takes the menu from their hands and walks back to the kitchen. The hotel restaurant was still booming with guests as it was still dinner time. Seeing the crowd, Lianna wanted to head back to the room and just order from hotel service. Fortunately, Jasper’s influence reaches the hotel. Giving only his name, the management straight away arranged a private table for them on the far corners of the restaurant. With a partition separating them from the general public, Lianna sighs in relief. Lance pushes a basket of complimentary bread to Lianna's direction. "Eat this for now. The food might take a while." the
"S-sir. We really need to go back.""Shut up, Pennel.""But sir, if you leave the office this frequently, it'll be too difficult for you soon.""You think I don't know that?""Then, let's go back–""Not until I talk to her."Pennel Lloyd heavily sighs in anxiety, as he watches his boss' back striding towards a familiar building.It's been days. Days of rampant wandering. Days of outbursts and frustrations since that day. It filled Pennel with nervousness and was constantly on edge. He witnessed the rampage his superior displaye
Hearing Rupert's words, Stephan instantly froze. In just a few moments, the memories he tried to bury to the deepest trenches of his subconscious resurfaces. He was so out of it that he didn't notice Rupert's harsh removal of his grip from his collar.Seeing the shaky demeanor of the man he once considered as his future brother-in-law, Rupert couldn't help but draw a grin on his lips."What? You think I didn't know about that sneaky little secret you have?""I h-have no i-idea what you're talking about…""Oh, really?" Rupert taunts, before leaning forward towards him. With an impish grin, he spoke."How could you forget? Isn't that supposed to be a c
"Where is she?"A voice suddenly interrupts a joyful conversation. Turning her head to the side, a figure of a tall man in a suit stands beside their coffee table.Recognizing who it was, her smile immediately disappears."Rupert Kilmer…what an unpleasant surprise…"Lacey Mitchell's assistant, Limwel Jorge, stops to look at the man. It takes him a while before he finally identifies the new person in their midst."Aren't you Mr. Kilmer's second son?" Limwel unconsciously blurts out. Pissed by what he just uttered, Rupert gives the man a deadly glare, prompting the latter to retract his tongue by the accidental slip.