LaylaIt wasn't something I had just thought about, it had always been on my mind; how to get in touch with Nathan's father. I visited the bar two days before Christmas. Four years and it was still the same. The memories of my drunken state on that fateful night appeared distorted in my head. I wasn't even sure of the spot where I had met the man.“Hello, there.” The frilly haired bartender was grinning at me. Everything about him was just the same, nothing changed but his smile, which had grown wider over the years.“Hello. Do you remember me?” I approached him with a warm smile playing on my lips.“Sure. The one as hot as hell.” He joked and winked.“I see you do.” I gave a small laugh and perched myself on a stool. I tossed back a lock of hair underneath my hat before proceeding to ask him about the man I was looking for.“Can you give a full description? I have a talent for identifying people…"“I don't know what he looks like…" I felt stupid.“Ah, that's…"“Crazy, right?”He nod

LaylaBefore the New Year celebration ended, I received a call from Amanda Donaldson. LAYNAT had received a proposal from the very famous COOPER CORP. The secretary of the board had reached out to us a few days ago and now, I was to communicate with the President of the corporation. As much as I knew, I used to be in love with the current president during my college days and, since our break-up, I hadn't seen or spoken to him. It usually ended up being like that, when love was overwhelming, and it suddenly began to decline. I could trust myself I felt nothing for him anymore, but then my identity, as I had kept it unknown from prior clients, must still be unknown until I decided to disclose it to the world. As it happened, clients usually reached out to LAYNAT and then to Amanda, but then I communicated with them, giving the impression that I was Amanda. It were only four people in the organization that knew of this arrangement. Those were Amanda herself, Henry, Amanda's Vice Pres

LaylaI hollered at them and hastened across the front yard.“What are you doing, Aunt Layla?” Sofia's eyes widened in surprise.“Hey, Charlene!” I slightly waved at the girl.“Hey. Did Sofia forget something?” She asked, her eyes prying at me.“No, I just want to talk to you before I leave. Are you rushing to do something?”Charlene's boyfriend was staring vaguely at me. Now that I took a closer look at him, I could see his sunken pale blue eyes, prominent cheekbones, sharp jawline, and dropping mouth. His build was quite okay for a teenager.“Yeah…" She responded, glancing at the boy.“Give me five minutes of your time.”“Okay. Go on, Adrian.” She gestured at him. He gave a firm nod.“Sofia, will you excuse us?” Sofia made a face and walked inside the house.“Thank you.” Charlene crossed her arms, leaning against a wall.“I know about you and Sofia,” I began. “The state in which your relationship currently stands. I'm aware you have decided to be with Adrian, but I must inform you

LaylaThere were two secrets I could use against Ethan. One; his businesses, and two; his love affairs. He wasn't a saint, after all, going to the extremes to get what he wanted without caring about the other party. Just like he did to me. He had once gone into business with William Gould but suddenly, out of nowhere, the business fell through and William Gould had to suffer the loss. The conclusion I could come to with the information I had in my hands was that the failure of the business had all been orchestrated from the outset and Ethan was behind it. I thought I could use my influence and William Gould's cooperation to gain leverage over him. I knew I had to see William Gould one of these days. About his love affairs, the investigative officer could not gather as much as I would have wanted, but he gave me an inkling of one of Ethan's illicit relationships. There were pictures, but they only revealed the back and side views. He was going to have to press on and capture the w

LaylaI enrolled Nathan in school on the following Monday. I had thought he wouldn't want me to leave him, but I was proven wrong when he excitedly bid me goodbye after I revisited him in his class upon leaving the Principal's office. Afterward, I drove down to Beverly Hills to see Georgina.Her home was not the way I remembered it, in fact. She was no longer the way I remembered her; when she opened the door, her hair was unkempt, her clothes were soiled, and she looked like a complete disaster. I didn't know it had gotten that far, from being sophisticated and presentable to being frozen in time and miserable. Thank God, Sofia wasn't living with her. In the lobby, I could see the paw of Elsa molded in clay. I guessed it was a reminder of the furry creature. Sofia told me she passed away due to cancer about two years ago. The entire living room was disrupted and everything was not in place, even up to the painting on the wall, which was dangling crookedly.“A minute.” She said drow