บททั้งหมดของ Return Of The Forsaken Madam : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

“Will you please take it easy!” Elsie yelled.“I have to hurry back to the office.” He let out. He suddenly pressed down on the accelerator.“If you are in a hurry, you still have to take things easy or we will get into an accident!” She yelled.“Calm down, nothing will happen.” Bastian assured, fixing his eyes on the road in front of him.“Just don't expect me to watch you drive me to death. Life is too sweet to die now. Okay?” She said. She clicked tongue and ground his teeth. “This is my car and I should have a say,” she whispered, turning her face to the right. She relaxed her head on the seat backrest and her eyes suddenly caused a glimpse of a blue car behind them.“Bastian, a car is following us.” She informed, still staring at the car through the mirror. She tried to look closely if she could see traces of the person, but she couldn't because it was far from them.“Isn’t that normal?” Bastian let out in a questioning tone. “The road isn't for us alone.”“Yeah, but the car has

“He is still sleeping.” Elsie let out, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around her body, covering her from chest to the knees.She wiped her face and neck with the small towel in her hands and dropped it on the floor. “It’s been a stressful day already,”She walked to the other side of the bed, eyeing Bastian, who was still lying unconscious on the bed. She sat at the bed edge and unplugged Bastian’s phone.“Someone needs to know he is here, so they won't be worried.” She thought to herself and quickly turned on the phone.She waited for almost a minute until the phone booted. She swiped up the locked screen, and it required a pin.“I don't know his pin.” She whispered, looking down in disappointment. She returned the phone back to the cabinet and as she set to stand on her feet, an idea popped in her head, making her to halt.She turned her neck to have a backward glance at him, smiling excitedly. She quickly walked to the other side of the bed and grabbed his right hand.She

Cohen entered the sitting room in a slow pace, his walking lacked rhythm and fluidity, appearing stilted. His arms hang limps without the usual swing of movement.He met his mother sitting, making him slow down a bit. “Good day, ma.” He greeted, bowing his head. Charlotte furrowed her face, standing on her feet with a confused expression. “My son, what's wrong with you?” She inquired. She lengthened her hand to grab his hand, but he stepped aside a bit.“I am fine.” He answered, avoiding his mother’s touch. His eyes cast downward to also avoid eye contact.“Are you sure?” Charlotte asked, attempting to touch him again.Cohen walked out of his mother’s sight, dragging his feet as if carrying a weight. “Mom, don't follow me, please,” he pleaded. He laid his left foot on the first stair and glanced backwards at his mother. “No matter what you hear, don't come upstairs. Please, don’t intervene.” He said and continued ascending the stairs in shorter strides, leaving his mother to eye her

“What’s this about?” Patricia asked.“I am not sure, but-” Ailee let out, but couldn't complete her statement, because the door swished, causing her and Patricia to stop and look at the door.Patricia stood and walked out of her seat to meet Bastian half way. “What’s going on?” She asked a question.She arrived at his front and raised her gaze a bit to look into his eyes. “What’s the emergency meeting for?” She questioned. “I told you earlier that today's interview with Sofia has been canceled.”“I know,” Bastian said. He grabbed her shoulder and walked her to the chair. He sat her down and explained. “I know your interview has been canceled, but I found a reason one must be held today without delay.”“Why?” She asked with an unclear expression. “Why are we in haste? Did something happen?”“Yes, it did. And, what I find can't be delayed until tomorrow. It may be too late.” He explained.“Can you stop speaking in parables and make things clear? Hun?” She questioned.Bastian beamed. He

“Good day, everyone,” Sofia greeted, beginning the live interview. She sat in the chair at the left side, while Patricia sat at other chair and they faced each other. “Thanks for your utmost support towards Three Stars media. We deliver the best as alway,” she said, wearing a stunning smile on her face. She slightly lengthened her right hand to point at Patricia. “We are on a live broadcast interview with the latest madam president in the city,” she introduced. “President Matthew Patricia. The president of Ivy organization, or maybe I should say the acting president of Ivy organization,” “It’s rumored that all the directors, including a major shareholder of the organization, are against her. So, she is fully authorized. Her legitimacy isn’t well established yet,” Sofia let out, using her words against Patricia already. “Viewers, let hear madam president introduce herself and while she is doing that, don’t forget to quickly leave your comments and thought on whether or not her legiti