Brian's lips stretched into a lopsided grin. He wrapped his fingers around hers and pulled her towards the restaurant. The entrance was decorated with roses and daisies, giving it some cozy feeling. As soon as Lyra walked in, her jaw dropped in surprise. “This is beautiful.” she gasped, mesmerized by the beauty of the whole place. It looked like a place different from reality, filled with flowers and the scent of earth mixed with rain. And the best part, a solemn and soothing song is being played in the background. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes as Brian walked further, “I'm glad you like it.” He pulled out a wooden chair for her, “My lady, please sit.” He said and Lyra couldn't stop the smile that threatened to tear her face. She raised her dress a little and sat down. Brian pulled a chair for himself and sat next to her, “I'll call the waiter now.” A few minutes later, a young man walked towards them with a tray in his hands. He bowed slightly and flashed them a smile,

Albert nodded his head, “Yes, the president.” “But why? What does Tyla have to do with the president?” Brian asked, baffled by Albert's words. Tyla was working with them, they were targeting the president, but why? Brian placed his hands over his face as a sigh escaped his lips, “This is even more complicated than i thought. If they're targeting the president, then they're definitely up to no good.” “Yes, you're right, Master.” Albert said, “I'm sure they're up to no good. They have to be stopped.” ****Meanwhile, In North Ashton Hills, Tyla clutched her purse so hard that her knuckles turned white. As she walked into the huge building, she looked left and right to check if anyone was following her. After confirming she wasn't being followed, she inhaled a sharp breath and walked further. As soon as she pushed the door open, she ascended the stairs and walked straight into the meeting room. Tyla took her time, admiring the large paintings that decorated the hallways. She had to wa

“I'll text you the address and location in a few days time” Brian said after a while and Martha thanked him from the bottom of her heart. The fact that Brian had picked her call and agreed to meet her filled her heart with so much joy. At least now, she could hold on to hope and expect a change. In the Harlow Empire, Martha's teary eyes flashed in Tyla's mind and her heart became heavy. Her words were quite true. Martha adopted her and changed her life, but she wanted more power. Tyla wasn't going to regret her actions now that she was even more close to her goals. Tyla's gaze was focused on a file on her desk. As the new chairwoman of the Harlow Empire, she had even more responsibilities to shoulder. As she continued with her work, a slight knock slashed through the deafening silence. Tyla raised her head and said, “Come in.” Her assistant, Stephanie rushed in, a hint of shock on her petite face, “Miss Brooks, there's a huge problem.” “If it's about the funds, I said I'll tak

“How's that possible?” Lyra yelled over the phone, shocked by her mother's words. “Mother, why would Tyla do something like this!” Martha chuckled softly, “I'm as surprised as you are, Lyra. To think that I took care of her for several years like my own.” “Like your own?” Lyra whispered, her brows furrowed in confusion, “Mother, what do you mean?” she asked, wondering if her mother made the wrong choice of words. Martha sighed, “I'll text you my location. I have a lot to tell you” she said, regretting the actions she made several years ago. Perhaps her husband was right. She really should have waited for God's timing. The same child she decided to help had stabbed her in the back. “I'll be there in half an hour.” Lyra said as she hurriedly boarded a taxi. Half an hour later, Lyra walked into a small building situated by the side of the road. She clenched her fists by her sides as she took in the surroundings. It looked unbefitting for a maid, not to talk of her own parents. With

Tyla controlled the urge to slam her phone on the ground. She read the message over and over again, hoping she was reading the wrong thing, but that was the context of the message. They're in need of some money? Just when did she take an envelope to the meeting room? It was only a few weeks ago! Where was she supposed to get money for whatever goal they had? How was she going to get the money when her company was already going through a rough patch? Tyla flinged her phone away and dashed out of her office. Since she just entered the company a few minutes ago, the employees were surprised she was leaving again.At this point, Tyla was convinced to attend the event. If attending the event would make her meet Duncan and plead with him for more time, she was definitely going to do it. She was this close to achieving her goal, she wasn't going to allow money to limit her. The biggest hall in Ashton Hills was quite far from the Harlow Empire. Tyla drove for half an hour before finally