Third Person’s POV “Then are you really dating with the other grandson of the chairman?!” When that question was brought up, on then Harriet realized the backlash of sharing where she lives. Her spoon fell. She couldn’t believe that she forgot Cassius for a moment. Now how will she fix this? Everyone is looking at her and waiting for her answer. The answer is yet indefinite. Talking with Cassius before making a remark will be foremost. She cannot drop just any word. “T-That… About that… I…” ‘I… what? I am Cassius’ girlfriend? The chairman’s grandson’s girlfriend?’ Harriet doesn’t know how much she can be crazy. Somehow, she regretted not planning thoroughly before coming to the company cafeteria. She wished for an incident to come so she will have an excuse to escape. “I am sorry for interrupting your conversation.” As if the heaven heard her earnest prayer, a help came. They all looked back and saw the newly appointed head director of the firm, Zion Fabroa. “But may I j

Harriet's POV Cassius let me go inside his condominium room. Looking around, the vibes and designs of the interiors resemble the condo he has in New York. It gave me a favorable and lasting first impression that I can still remember until now. The design around is stylish, attractive, mature and sophisticated while still being approachable. From the columns and exposed beams to the furnishing items, neutral colors curtains, scrubbed walls, eye catching cabinets and to warm lighting, they all bring stability, harmony and sense of balance. His living room are filled with neutral colors and in the center, there is Goroka table which was coated in a glossy black lacquer. I am also sitting the the upholstered Nau sofa in cottony velvet. Looking at the kitchen, there is a Koi dining table that gives ample to the room. It has been brushed with brass matte and a top in acrylic. Now I wonder if the chairman prepared all of these to match Cassius' style, or Cassius personally designed his

It was a clear night and as quiet as a graveyard. Only now and then I heard footsteps, a dog bark, or a car passing the street from the long distance.Sitting on my bed, I listened at the faint sound of footsteps which are getting louder and louder. The sound stopped in my room and my eyes went towards the door.Knock knock~After two knocks, the door slowly opened. A maid with orange curly hair, round eyes and freckles on her cheeks entered.“Good evening, miss Harriet,” Marie greeted with a bow.I nodded my head to her and asked, “Did you make sure no one saw you entered my room?”She lifted her head and smiled from ear to ear. “Of course, miss. I made sure no one saw me. I also took the way without CCTV.”Since she’s working under Madell, she knows all the secret way in the mansion. This is the perks of getting this girl into my side.“Good,” I complimented. “So why did you want to meet late at night?”When Marie followed Reese, we already talked over the phone and she reported wha

Harriet’s POV I sent a message to Zion, saying that I am already outside the condo unit building and waiting for him. It is really my job as his secretary to fetch him on the way to work but it still feel uncomfortable.From the steering wheel, I looked at the huge condo building that was designed by the chairman himself. After the chairman visited Japan, he was inspired to make a building the is capable of resisting strong winds and earthquakes. And so, the condo was designed to look like a bamboo, the strong but flexible plant the grows across in East Asia.It is a beautiful building that can be enjoyed from the distance and from the top views. It is really differs from other big buildings, and also, this became the chairman’s favorite among all his creation.‘And he let his two grandsons to live here.’ If I should pick who grandpa Sorren loves more, then the answer is not worth thinking of. As I recalled the conversation we had this early morning, I could say that he treasures bo

All day, Zion stayed seated while thinking about the secret he discovered. He did not eat, or noticed how much time have passed. Staying still like this is nothing compared the long years he hated his older cousin, Cassius. He remembered how Cassius pushed him and told how disgusting he is. The word rooted inside his heart and grew the moment he saw him again. However, he couldn’t help but think that maybe… just maybe, Cassius only said that because he was ill. Zion moved up from his seat. He cannot solve the mystery unless he can hear it directly from Cassius. The determined and more composed guy went out of his condo. He stood in front of Cassius unit. It took him seconds and lot of taking deep breaths before he had the courage to raise his hand and press the doorbell. Ding dong~ He stayed wordless while waiting. As seconds passed by and no response has returned yet, Zion pressed the doorbell again. Ding dong~ Finally, the door opened. Zion lifted his eyes and was surprised