Jason was still looking at Cecilia, who had barged into his room unannounced, when Alex came in as well. "I'm so sorry about this, sir. I just went to run an errand for a minute," Alex said."So this is the reason why you have been stalling about me getting in?" Cecilia asked Alex. Jason signaled Alex to leave, as he knew that Cecilia would be adamant about leaving even if he asked her to. Beverly climbed off the bed and wanted to head out of the room, but he held her back and asked her to sit, making Cecilia chuckle in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" He asked her."My father said you were unwell and said that I needed to see you," Cecilia said. It was obvious that she was bored. However, it seemed like there was something new that she could feast on. "As you can see, I am fine, and I do not need pampering," he said firmly."And I am guessing that it is because you have company, right?" She said this as she paced slowly in his room. He marveled at her audacity. It was prob

Beverly stood transfixed for some seconds as she could not understand what was going on. She thought that she was probably mistaken, but the events of the previous months played in her head. She wanted to think that it was Alex at first who had been leading her on, but there was a familiarity in the voice. She was beginning to connect the dots. It was not just the voice. It was the consistency with which Jason wanted to find out more about Damian. It was in the way that she would complain of something to him today, and Damian would get it done tomorrow. It was all coming back to her and it was obvious that he had made a joke out of her. She only wanted to know if he wanted to get back at her, probably because of the slap she gave him at the bank on the day they first met."Is this a joke?" She asked him. He shook his head."I know that I need to explain, and I will," he said to her as he proceeded to hold her. She snatched her hand forcefully, and some heads turned in their dire

Jason tossed on his bed continuously. He was so restless and could not sleep as he kept thinking of what he would do. The board had agreed, and he was going to do the press release to clear his name. Nobody was thinking about Beverly. She was not their problem, and her reputation or career did not matter so much to them. The company and the entire empire were their priorities. He was torn between two options either going on with the press release or choosing Beverly. He did not know what his father would do if he refused to do the press release. He would probably be disowned, and everything would be taken from him. He will return to the harsh life that he so detested, the one where he had to endure bouts of frustration and rejection. It bothered him so much. That was not an option for him at all. The thought of even getting engaged to Cecilia irritated him so much. He could not imagine the victorious smile on her face if he decided to push on with the conference. As he g

Jason busied himself with the mini golf course in his office as he waited for the next report on Beverly. He knew already that she was staying with his brother and that she was safe. He knew where she was already, but he dreaded going to see her.When he heard footsteps approaching the office, he braced himself to receive the recent information. Instead, it was Caleb who came in. His countenance changed immediately. "You were not expecting me, right?" Caleb asked him. He kept the golf stick by the side of the door aside and went to sit down. "I just thought it was Alex," he said as he scrambled frantically and uninterestedly through a file. Caleb just watched him, as he already knew what was on his friend's mind."Instead of using all your resources to know what she is doing every minute, I think that you should just go and see her," Caleb suggested."I don't think that she wants to see me," Jason said. He was not even going to pretend that he did not know what Caleb was talking a

Beverly woke up earlier than usual and began getting ready for the interview she had. She had been so desperate to get her hands on a job that it did not matter what position she would have to undertake. She was prepared regardless.She had done her research about the company that had reached out to her. She had reluctantly put her CV out there, even though she had been pessimistic about getting any reply. The company was a prestigious one, and even the janitor was earning more than her salary as a college professor for a month. She wondered what had struck them so much about her CV. It was probably just good luck.Sammy was the happier one of the two of them. When she told him about the mail, he was the one who typed her acceptance letter for the interview and took her out later at night for drinks. As she got ready, he came in with a tray that contained some breakfast delicacies. "I never knew you still had money to spare for this," she teased him. "Well, I know that you are