Bridget: “Good morning my darling, how come you’re home? I thought you must have directly gone to the office with Mr. Holt.” Mary spoke, surprised to find me in my room early in the morning.

Ella: I just kept staring at Vanessa as she walked away, trying to digest the new information that jolted the hell out of me. Why would Mr. Johnson lie about his business objectives when Mr. Holt was investing in his company’s expansion? Unless……(thinking hard) he was offered this option only if he……(analyzing) withdrew his business alliance with…...Accent!I gasp as I derive the precise conclusion. What else could it be? I couldn’t fathom any other reason. Why does Mr. Holt not want Accent dealing with Alfatel? We are not even based around the construction sector. Is he such a maniac that my refusal to drop Atkinson plc from our client list is taking a toll on his ego? That someone can walk away from the business deal he is offering?He wants Holt Enterprises to be my only option! That’s it! I shake my head disillusioned all these days for a tiny part of me craved to be with him but that’s all his

Ella:I checked my phone to see ten missed calls and a text from Helen, “My humble abode awaits thy Princess Cinderella” making me smile for the very first time of the day.

James:“It was Bridget, wasn’t it? I shouldn’t have allowed her entry in the villa in the first place. I am sorry Mr Holt” David apologised profusely feeling guilty.

Ella:Today’s huddle was music to my ears. Jen was furious at Joe and she made sure to publicly humiliate him saying, “I thought you were such a promising candidate for the managerial position but by losing such a vital account I doubt if you even belong h