เข้าสู่ระบบDo Anything.TIARA was busy in her shop, packing things up and auctioning them for sale online. There was no need to hope that things would get better because she still didn't get any customers after the second livestream went out. That was until she found the envelope.Tiara found it on the counter of her shop, slipped under the cash register sometime between closing the night before and opening that morning, and it had nothing to identify where it had come from or anything. And it was extremely heavy. She opened it, and her mouth fell open in shock.Cash. Stacks of it. Brand new notes that were still banded. She counted the money over three times and still got the same amount: fifty thousand dollars. Even Elena hadn't given her this much.Her hands were shaking when she looked up. The man from the sidewalk at Elena's former house, was standing in her doorway."You," she pointed, looking between the money and him."Me." He walked inside, closed the door behind him. The lock clicked.
Six Hundred Billion Dollars ELENA did not go back home as promised because the organizers of the conference invited her to stay over after their lunch break because they had a very important announcement that would involve her company. Elena was very curious, and she sent a quick text to Eamon and told him she was going to be home late, but she would still bring the ice creams. She sent it with a wink emoji and blushed before going back inside.The conference host returned to the stage after lunch. lights dimmed and the screen lowered behind her. "Ladies and gentlemen," she said, "I have an announcement that will change the landscape of this industry."The room went quiet as everyone was now curious to hear what they'd stayed back for. The organizers told them it was something juicy."The Global Tech Summit will take place in six weeks. Three companies have been selected as finalists. The winner will receive a six hundred billion dollar investment from our investors."A murmur moved
First ConferenceTHE conference hall held at least four hundred people, and Elena stood behind the podium and waited for the first speaker to finish. Her notes were in her hand but she didn't look at them. She was thinking about how far she'd come to be chosen as a public speaker by various companies who wanted her to speak for them."And now," the host said, "please welcome Miss Elena, CEO of Sterling Technologies."The applause was polite as she walked to the podium and adjusted the microphone. "Thank you," she said. "I'm going to talk about something that makes most people uncomfortable. Failure."Today's topic was on something that didn't border on tech, but a way to empower women to chose a career in tech no matter what ever failures they had ever encountered. At first, she wanted to use another story to teach, but she decided against it and decided to tell her own story."Eight months ago, I was fired from my job. I was going through a divorce. My ex-husband was telling anyone w
Her DiscoveryTHE shop had been empty for some days now, and Tira kind of expected it after she released that livestream video about Marcus being an abuser, and she was nostalgic that he was behind bars now. Either ways, she missed the feeling of threading her hands into her customer's hairs while talking about the latest gist in town. Hair making was the only thing she could do, and she did it exceptionally well."Ugh..." She sighed and stood behind the counter and watched the street, and the same women she always saw barely glanced up at her shop again, as if they were scared that having her hands in their hair would turn them into someone like her. So, the women walked past, both old and young with hairs that needed making, with hair she was certain that she would make them look their best. But none of them looked in, and it was becoming depressing.The money Elena had given her was going to be sufficient enough for her until delivery, but what after that? Her life would have to go
The TherapistAPART from the grueling martial arts training that Eamon has made her register under, he had also suggested that she went to the therapist for her to "heal" now Marcus was behind bars. For her to get rid of the nightmares so that Evan could sleep beside her anytime he wanted.The therapist's office was on the third floor of a building that Elena thought was going to fall anytime soon, but Eamon had convinced her that it was just a beautiful architectural design to make it look that way, but Elena still wasn't convinced. She sat in the chair by the window and counted the degrees on the radiator, waiting for the therapist to look up from her journals and attend to her."So," the therapist began. She had introduced herself as Dr. Webber, and she had grey hair and kind eyes, with a soothing calm voice that Elena felt she was in the right place. "Tell me why you're here."Elena looked at the bookshelf and started speaking absentmindedly. "My boyfriend thinks I need to talk to
First DayELENA felt like there was no point in continuing the martial arts training programme because Marcus was finally locked away and awaiting his sentence which would give him a life imprisonment, but Eamon had tried so hard to convince her that she needed it to keep herself fit and her mind active, which would help her as a CEO. And Elena knew the second reason why; Krix. After infuriating them by leaking those documents, she knew her life was targeted. She didn't even tell Eamon about the call that was made to her after the news got out. It would only make Eamon more erratic.Elena stood in the center of the dojang, already breathing hard, and they hadn't even started."Again," the instructor said, folding her arms across her chest and frowning at the bad form she was keeping.Elena had to reset her stance, with her feet shoulder-width apart and her hands up. The way she had shown her twelve minutes ago, but she had already forgotten the moves.Dina had looked at Elena when the
Shadows and LightMARCUS’S laughter echoed in the dimly lit gambling lounge, clinking glasses and the roar of slot machines forming a chaotic symphony around him. Cigarette smoke curled lazily toward the low ceiling, and the scent of cheap whiskey filled the room. He leaned back in his chair, swirl
Stealing Things ELENA went to work the next day with a fresh smile on her face for the first time in a really long while. It seemed like most of her problems had already been half solved."Hello Martha... Hi Clinton..." She waved at them as she skipped towards her office.She didn't care about the
A Can Of Worms."YOU can't trust her, Eamon. Vera knows she's been talking to you. Marcus knows that too." Elena tried to warn him as he pulled away from her and began walking towards the door in hurried but measured steps.Elena stood there feeling vulnerable, like she had just opened a part of he
EAMON had not said a word since Elena asked the question. And she just sat there, legs crossed, staring at him with an expression he'd never seen on her face before."Look... Whatever Vera is saying to you... Trying to trick you with something... You have to see past that BS."This was the first ti







