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Chapter 41

Gabriel's POV I looked at the iPad laid in front of me. Colors, writings, headlines scattered everywhere on the screen, metrics. A familiar look actually, one I'd seen over and over the past years. Documents on every other place on my desk, except my phone area. I'd been looking over at it more frequently than I'd like to admit lately. "A press release, sir? Our team is ready, statements already prepared, we're just waiting- "No." "No?" He paused, Tom. My assistant. I looked up breathing lightly. Smiled. "No." I said again, "There'll be no press release, no statements. Cancel everything." Now he looked at me weird. "Cancel everything? Sir?W-why? We normally do this when talks get out, we break off from it and- "And not let anyone or the women involved insinuate anything." I completed for him, letting him know I was aware, still in my right mind. Even th

Última atualização : 2026-09-05

Chapter 42

ALMA'S POV What was that they said about when things finally start falling into place?That part where it feels like, oh wow, everything's actually looking up. Looking good. Everything's finally feeling right.That's how I felt. How I felt coming into work on a Monday morning after the circus that was my weekend. Meeting such good news."All the pieces are gone.""All our pieces, your pieces are sold out ma'am! They're all gone! Sold out!!"Huh?I froze in my tracks when Angela excitedly squealed behind me. My feet turning just enough I faced and stood halfway to my desk, "What did you say?" "Ma'am," she rushed forward, eyes wide with excitement. "All the pieces Ma'am, all of it... They're gone.""What pieces? The Heritage Collection?" I had ask cause-"No," She shook her head vibrantly, eyes glassy. "Not them, ma'am, the other ones. The ones we worked on back i

Última atualização : 2026-09-06

Chapter 43

ALMA'S POV "Since when do you give reports, Caleb? Last time you did the same thing, today... why are you in such a hurry to speak these days?"Mr. Caleb scoffed at the person, most likely who had challenged him last time as well. "I am simply airing my concerns and acknowledgments when issues are being addressed. Is that supposed to be a problem?""It's not. But the way you go about it, careful it might become a habit." "A habit? Why don't you go on ahead to get yourself a habit, Michael?" Caleb spat, twirled up from within. "That way you won't feel threatened by others anymore, you won't feel suppressed by me when I speak.""Suppressed?? You-"Adjusting the the Heritage Collection campaign," Someone else cut in, closer to me. "It was a proved necessity, and has now made positive changes. That is a good thing, Michael. Caleb. You mustn't argue.""It is worth mentioning." Another joined, voice low. "It seems

Última atualização : 2026-09-07

Chapter 44

ALMA'S POV I went on ahead to the executive floor then. Responding to a few congratulations from the board with nods and smiles. Wanting to mind my business. I still had a celebration waiting for me back at my office. But as soon as I got on my elevator, watching it slide close. A foot got stuck at the last minute, startling me and also opening to reveal the unexpected. Ethan. "Hello again," His hand rested in his pocket, stare unsettling. I didn't say anything. Just adjusted, let him in. The doors closed, took us down without a word. Everywhere stayed quiet at first. No movements or interactions, just the elevator counting down to my floor. Then, "Congratulations again." He spoke, voice flowed to my ears. "Thank you." I said, calm. Still looking ahead, "My father shouldn't have said that." "Huh?" "He shouldn't have said the things he said back there."he turned, slightly. Eyes on me. "Not in that way at least." That way. I paused, "But?" I could feel the

Última atualização : 2026-09-08

Chapter 45

ALMA'S POV "You deserve an apology, Alma. I owe you an apology, it's all my fault! I brought this on you." I sobbed. Really sobbed, my vision blurry. Memories of everything hitting at once, Damien, that night, that video, the talks online. Everything. "Grandma... please. Please get up, grandma. Get up." "I want to make it up to you." She cried, trembled. Both our faces soaked with tears, our clothes, hands. "I really want to make it up to you." "That's why you made me an executive?" I cried, asked her. "Is that why you're giving me your shares?" She nodded, faced me. "You deserve it. You've earned every penny and not because of my grandson! You're a hard worker. You're talented. You're full of life, so bright and radiant, that woman can never compare! So what if my grandson is blind by pig's oil and dirt? I'm not. I can see you, Alma." She held me, "I can see you. And I lov

Última atualização : 2026-09-09

Chapter 46

Damien's POV "Thank you, Mr. Ashford." The words kept replaying, echoing. Carrying her voice as it did, the angles of the lights softly touching her face visible in my mind despite the moment haven long passed. Several hours ago.Three to four hours at least.And yet, here I was still thinking about it.I'd watched her in that conference room. Watched her sit there, act calm as ever. Composed as ever. Much like how she usually is, but this time it all seemed different. Real. Like she was really calm from the inside, unperturbed at all.So much so my Uncle, George couldn't even ruffle her up. His words didn't stir her in the wrong direction or get the reaction he expected out of her.Rather she remained poised, earned praises instead. Coyly shifting the attention from her to others while still applauding herself still.Smart.Comical.Made the others fall in line without stress. Not like they had a choice, the numbers don't lie. Anyone with eyes could see just what she'd pulled and

Última atualização : 2026-09-10

Chapter 47

Damien's POV The rest of the day or my time with Grandma, she didn't utter a word. No explanations whatsoever on what happened, what I really wanted to know. Rather she talked freely about everything else. Beaming at Alma's success, how I should look out for her. Not letting her get thrown under the bus cause of our differences. Including talks about George. Saying something about wanting to handle him. I didn't hear. Wasn't exactly paying attention, cause more and more unnecessary, simply ridiculous considerations took root in my mind. Disturbing me. At the close of work, I was ready to just head home. Do something else to take my mind off things. But that didn't happen. "Good evening sir," the staff at the door greeted, took my things. "Mr. Ashford is waiting in the living room." Ashford? That means my father. He was paying a visit, at this time of the evening. Why? I spotted him the moment I stepped into the living room, his thick frame standing off at the

Última atualização : 2026-09-11

Chapter 48

Damien's POV I went upstairs after that, stripped for a shower. A cold one. Staying under a couple of minutes then ditching that for a cool night drive. No driver. Not my normal optics, but still. As suddenly as it was, I found myself parked in front of 2 Avenue Street, Degmark. A certain studio. Alma's studio. "Why am I here right now?" I asked myself aloud for my ears to hear. Maybe provide me with a benefiting answer. But I got nothing. 20 minutes sitting there still, and I got nothing. But I did see the lights turned on inside though. Movements. Could she be in there? Not that I wanted to see her, I'd rather not. Deeply rather not. So why not leave? Why stay? I couldn't explain that part. I didn't know how to explain it, my feet eventually left the car and heading into the building. The small structure warm against the skin, air inside warm. Both in lighting. Much like our workshops back at the office. Her private studio. The place she talked about endlessly, espe

Última atualização : 2026-09-12

Chapter 49

Damien's POV But other than that... nothing.I had nothing.I put the sketch down regardless, taking up another. Then another, and another. Noting more scribblings. More dates. The timelines more frequent instead of months apart. Some short words, brief sentences, dates."She made pieces and sketched almost everyday? Even while at work?" I wondered aloud, confused cause...How did she make sketches, sketches that most weren't used at work or submitted for review and yet still had time for her actual work?I looked through more of the sketched papers scattered on the table, looking at them intently now. Noting how different each one seemed to feel. Some had a delicate feel to them, sketches smooth and faint. But some, some the pencils were darker. Harder. Like she'd put in pressure to mark every curve, every line, sketched the design to life.The piece on the paper looking bold. Offensive yet pleasing to the eyes.

Última atualização : 2026-09-13

Chapter 50

ALMA'S POV Luckily, I made it back in time for our little celebration. Myself and the team. Making promises to do more, be more courageous and ensure our every project was a hit.Of course there wasn't much we could do, not when we couldn't control the universe. Or at least that's what the next few weeks taught me."Status report.""They're not taking calls any longer, ma'am. They're really pulling out." Angela started, panicked, following me in. Everyone following me in."They're pulling out, why? We're doing great, business is about to get good. Why pull out now??" Gwen questioned aloud , uttering the very question on each of our minds. Our team.I reached my desk, setting down my purse. "This isn't normal, Ma'am." Micheal said, shaking his head. "Nothing about this is normal, something's wrong.""They should at least meet with us. With you." "They should've given appropriate notice, not just dismiss us with one flimsy call." Gwen let out, pissed. "Or maybe they have a problem w

Última atualização : 2026-09-16

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