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Snap, the pen in Drake's hand was broken into two and Eric, for the first time, shivered under the gaze of his boss. "What didn't you tell me Eric? How accurate was your finding on her?" Drake asked calmly his entire demeanor a complete opposite of the storm brewing inside him. He couldn't forget the agility if the lady the moment she hopped onto his back, Eric, who usually sits at the back with his boss was at the front seat, occasionally stealing glances from his boss through the rear view mirror, an immense itch of gossip filled his gut, it was not everyday that you found your missing boss tied up in a rundown apartment having eaten nothing all night. And to say it was Drake Wilson, the best at Martial arts and close combat in their circle was totally a huge selling piece of gossip. But Eric knew his moments, just not now. "Boss I compiled what I found, I didn't expect such surprises as-" Eric's sentence was interrupted by a tense glare from Drake, well I didn't expect she coul

After a few moments of dance and raw excitement, Timothy got the microphone and spoke up, "our baby Cyn," Cynthia looked over to him, she had noticed that she was the only one who had not stood up to dance beside Jeffery who kept on speaking to a man who had walked on earlier, as if reporting something. "Okay okay attention, I need it." Timothy spoke and the DJ lowered his volume. "We're having the first dance please, president Jeffery you're here today."Jeffery was caught off guard. He looked over to Cynthia and noticed she looked confused and a playful smirk made it's way to his lips, seems I'm getting connection today, he thought. His assistant followed his line of gaze and his eyes widened in surprise, he had never seen such a beauty. No wonder his boss was openly fawning. "Connor, you can leave", the assistant was immediately dismissed. Jeffery got uo from his seat and walked to Cynthia then held out his hand to ask for a dance, Cynthia, in her perplexity, looked at Timothy as

Time sped by, after the initiation party that was about a month ago, Cynthia became a sensation in the fashion world, those who noticed the attention both Jeffery and Drake gave her did not rest in silence with such juicy gossip. Time after time, she would be ambushed by paparazzi and they would ask her about her relationship status and her relationship with the two biggest players in Denver but all she could say was that they were simply kind enough to attend her initiation party and nothing else.Cynthia walked out of the mall, it had been long since she last had her privacy all to herself enough to walk around and go shopping, she even had to stealthily rush into Mrs Bennett's flower shop on Sundays though she was always urged not to bother showing up. In her black tailored pants paired with a white lose long sleeved blouse and hair tied up in a messy bun, Cynthia corrected the mask on her face as she trudged out of the mall's entrance towards the parking lot. It was quite quiet at

As Cynthia and Bernice lounged at the balcony, enjoying the cold evening breeze, a black Bugatti drove into the neighborhood and zoomed passed her house then stopped Infront of the villa as the gate opened automatically. The Bugatti then drove in and parked in the compound. Cynthia had never seen her neighbor, except that familiar back she had seen. Drake stepped out of his car and looked towards the neighboring bungalow, he had never minded knowing his neighbors but one of the silhouettes at the balcony looked familiar,he abandoned the thought and walked into his villa, there were no servants, he got rid of them when he realized they were being used by his mother to spy on his private life. He walked in and the usual silence engulfed him, inside the luxury villa, the view was magnificent greeted by a spacious foyer with high ceilings that seem to stretch upwards, creating an airy and grand atmosphere. The floor, made of polished marble, reflecting the light from the stunning chande

The silence in the office could deafen. Mrs Wilson and her son sat at opposite sides of the huge mahogany teakwood desk, their eyes locked in a staring battle. Mrs Wilson was not about to give up, but Drake knew when to back down, especially when it came to his mother. He dropped the pen in his hands, "why did you take so long to arrive mom?","I didn't expect you coming beyond one PM". Mrs Wilson sneered, "or you just didn't expect me coming at all". Drake shrugged and Mrs Wilson sighed, she still explained, "I was getting here just on time but traffic held me , it wasn't normal traffic actually," she added when she noticed the puzzled look on Drake's eyes that seemed to ask, didn't you have options. "Not normal?" Drake repeated her words, "yes, it was a swam of reporters and their vehicles heading to V&M, I can tell Jeffery is getting a lot of publicity hmm", she added.Drake pondered on her words and nodded, "anyway, remind me to leave early so I can watch some entertainment news".