The tension between us immediately swallowed the ambiance of the entire place. I already expected this to happen between us, I came here with a bullet in my rifle. "No," Sebastian insisted firmly. "I will only explain everything to the Young Master. That's what you emailed me last night, Ms. Pineda. I was supposed to have another appointment today, but because I expected the Young Master to show up, I canceled everything on my schedule." "We are not here to make false statements, Mr. Stroem. If you don't trust Mr. Llamas or me, you are free to call the office of the chairman to verify it." Jennie defended me from Sebastian's insults and sarcasm. Even though helping me wasn't necessary as I had things twirled with the tip of my fingers, it appeared that she had had enough of his sharp tongue. The moment Sebastian and I stood face to face, I could not help but sense everything: his suspicions of me, rage, and even hatred. I, for one, have had enough of his sarcasm, but I

"Can someone explain what the hell is going on here?" Speaking of the devil, Celestine finally appeared and yelled at us the second she stepped foot into the classroom. "Get back to your seats, NOW!" Startled, everyone, apart from me and Julian, went back to their respective seats, their mouth shut. Julian's grasps were kept glued on my collar as if he had no intention of letting me go despite Celestine's interruption. As far as I am concerned, Julian was not the type of kid who would not stop until he got what he wanted from me. To beat me to death, especially when he already threatened me the other day that I should not show my face in this school anymore. A spoiled brat, per se. But I showed up, not because I heard his threat loud and clear, but because I realized that I had nothing to fear about. I have a dream to accomplish by all means despite having thousands of enemies around me. "Don't make me say it again, Julian." she continued, this time, she sounded

Afterward, I blocked Van's number to make sure he had no means to reach out to me. If ever our paths cross again, I will make sure he can't see another day again, 'cause I'm gonna put him in jail myself. "Anyway, is everyone ready for the meeting?" I changed the subject when Jennie was in the middle of considering everything I told her. "They're already in the meeting room waiting for us, Mr. Fisher," Jennie replied, her tone started to get calm. "Do you need anything before we can start the meeting?" "A cup of coffee will do. Thank you." I rose from my seat and went to the meeting room. After an hour of discussing the updates of the mega project, I realized one thing. "Have I told you guys about tonight's party?" I frowned. "You already told me and John Dave, but I'm afraid you haven't told the rest of us, Mr. Fisher," Jennie confirmed. "Do you want us to join you in the party?" I can see that everyone's expression changed all of a sudden. None of them m

They all rose from their seats and in a matter of seconds, everyone surrounded me including all my employees. Some of them looked me in the eye with contempt, especially Clark, Sebastian, and Celestine's circle of evil friends while the rest, my classmates were confused and intrigued as to why I did it. Sebastian stumbled to the tiled floor a few times. But I did not stop with just one hard slap. I hopped on top of him and punched him in the face countless times until I saw blood coming out of his mouth. The good thing was that none of his friends dared to take me away from him. "Die, you son of a bitch!" I growled as I kept punching him. "You're nothing but a ruthless, liar, and manipulative, son of a bitch! DIE! DIE! DIE!" ~~~ I kept screaming that on top of my head over and over again. How I wish that would be the case, but no. A lot of things kept running wild inside my brain. Awful ones. I want to punch Sebastian in the face. Stab him with a knife straig

The weight of my attorney's words cut deeper into my heart, mind, body, and soul. He used my son to provoke my decision-making. I needed to choose between Celestine and Noah, but both of them were too important for me. His disappearance from the meeting room put me into a deafening silence, but the remnants of his heavy words remained, dominating all the corners. All I could hear was my heartbeats racing, bothered and helpless. I looked into the documents in my hands, trying to read and understand them one by one, but my worries and fears were more bothering me as they surpassed my ability to think straight. One of the duly signed testimonies was from Adeline. It states, "The Lincolns were the worst among the family I have worked with. Divina Lincoln is a monster you should avoid. Every time I committed a mistake, despite being small, she would penalize me by hurting me physically instead of correcting me or at least giving me another chance to correct my mistake. Lo