"This is unbelievable," Eleanor spoke from the other end and even though she tried to act all serious and shocked, Damien heard the amusement resonating from her voice. "How could this have escalated like this? You and Charlotte could have worked on something," she added and Damien was sure he heard her laugh a little, but she tried to hide it by clearing her throat. "This is not funny, Eleanor," he said and she lost the control she had and laughed out loud. "This is not funny, but this is crazy," she said in between laughs. "You and Charlotte? That is not a match made in heaven.""I know. This scandal is making rounds on the internet and everyone is talking.""Yes. I read through some mean comments. Probably obsessed fans of Charlotte and your obsessed fans too. It is causing an uproar."Damien let out a deep breath and rested his back against his office desk. An hour ago, Immediately after he read the latest update concerning him and Charlotte, he got an emergency call from the ho

Damien glanced at Bianca who was staring at him in curiosity. He looked at Eric and said, "Let's talk in my office. Go there, I will be right behind you."Eric left, leaving them alone. "You should go. It seems it's an important report he has for you," she said, forcing a smile. "I came to check up on Regina which I will be doing first."She nodded and moved away for him to go in. Immediately he did, she let out a deep breath to calm her nerves and gulped down nervously. She turned and averted her gaze to Damien who was speaking to Regina's doctor. Regina was sedated, which was a relief to them as she would have caused a ruckus seeing Damien in the room. Damien collected her record from the doctor and glanced through it. There were big improvements in her health but she had to stay longer in the hospital for further observation until she was fine."Just keep on with her medication. We will observe her for more days," he instructed the doctor who nodded and collected the record fro

Even though the top floor was filled with people, chattering among themselves, and the music played by the orchestra, with the cold breeze whispering in their ears, everything went quiet after Charlotte confessed to him. It all made sense. Her reluctance and nonchalant behavior toward the scandal would have given him a signal, but he ignored it and was more focused on trying to get her to reason with him. Seeing he wasn't responding but staring at her, Charlotte smiled broadened and she lowered her head, feeling too shy to look at him. "We don't have to worry about the scandal. We are both single people who wouldn't mind going into a relationship, right?""Hold up, Charlotte. When did this feeling start?" He questioned, after finding his voice. "I don't know when. Probably when you visited Grandfather, or before then, or because of the numerous times I kept watching your videos online and saw how great you have been, or when the scandal started and I thought we would truly make a

Damien's eyes went round as he read the message. He re-read it again and confirmed he read it right. "What is she thinking?" He muttered, gritting his teeth. He tried to call her but saw an ongoing call and he remembered he was still on a call with Eleanor. He took the phone to his ear and cleared his throat. "Hello.""It's about time you answered me again," she said and he could tell she was annoyed with the way she sounded. "I got some messages. Sorry for keeping you waiting.""That is not important now. What I want to know is your relationship with Charlotte. From the videos that got released tonight, you two seem pretty close," she said, going back to the reason for her call. "It's not what you think. Charlotte and I are not close. It was all a setup," he answered, hoping she believed him as it was her sister they were talking about. He went on, "I was invited to the hotel by Charlotte and when I got there, I was taken to where she was which was filled with people. We got ta

Damien quickly collected the kitchen knife from her while Eleanor rushed in, bewildered. Charlotte was bleeding heavily while crying in pain."What is wrong with you? You are causing yourself more pain here," Eleanor scolded and hugged her sister tight. "Get me the first aid!" Damien ordered, while he took her hand and pressed down on her wrist. In no time, the first aid was brought in and he quickly stopped the bleeding and treated the cut. The firefighters came forward and helped her out. "She will be fine," Damien assured Eleanor who looked distraught. "Why would she do that to herself?" She cried. "Since when did she learn how to be this obsessed?""It's my fault. I think I rejected her harshly. I should have calmed down and explained all these to her," he muttered, feeling guilt overwhelming him again. Eleanor shook her head and sniffed. "It's not your fault. It is no one's fault. She has caused you trouble and I apologize for it.""You don't have to apologize. We can't cont