Lilly hurried out of her office with the fear of missing the time they had given to her. For all she knew, that might be her only chance to get things going the way she wanted them to be. If she could be in good terms with the woman who pulled the strings then she would have nothing to worry about. Definitely, she could tell that it would take a lot to impress such a high and mighty woman and hopefully, what she had prepared would be enough to do the job properly. Arriving at a high end café, she told the attendant about her reserved seat and the young female attendant walked her to it.The table was still empty. With a sigh of relief, she sat herself down and adjusted her hair properly. Her second party had not yet arrived. Priscilla had strictly told her she would leave if she didn't arrive just in time since she hated being delayed and she waited for no man. Soon, a richly dressed woman with an aura of pride around her strode towards the table and Lilly could tell immediately t
His car pulled up in the parking space of his mansion and he got down from it with a gentle sigh. He already escaping the marriage was an impossible task so he might as well be at home when they'd come over. He needed to be strong, stand his ground against Priscilla and anyone else who thought it was fun to try to mess with him. Walking into the large and spacious living room, Ryan found his butler perambulating about with his hands behind his back like a secretary bird. Logan Hayes eyes widened as they landed on Ryan and he hurried to him. "Oh young master!" He exclaimed as he came dashing towards his young master. "I was so afraid that I might never hear from you again! I didn't know where to look or how I would have found you..." Ryan's brows furrowed confusedly. "Wait what? Found me? Why? It's not like I'm some missing pet or something." "Oh young master, that, I do know, but you ran away! You left without a word or a trace! How was I to know where to find you?" His Butle
"Priscilla Jacobs!" Ryan thundered and everyone's head raised up to stare at him in shock and awe. He had just addressed his aunt by her name like a father would when he wanted to scold his daughter. Priscilla blinked confusedly. Even Logan Hayes had flinched. "Excuse me?" Priscilla's brow arched at him questioningly. Her gaze spoke the words that were stuck in her throat. 'How dare you be so rude to me!' Ryan smiled softly and scratched his eyebrow with his hand that wasn't in the pocket of his trousers. He knew there was a connection between those two grinning demons. Lilly must have approached Priscilla because he knew Priscilla would never have known about her existence, and they must have come to an agreement over him like he was some tool for them to use. He had meant to fake his anger towards Priscilla while he scolded her but he realized he didn't have to fake it anymore. He was genuinely angry at her and he couldn't control the flow of words that left his mouth.
Strangled by the deafening silence, Lilly stood there trying hard to breathe and also stand tall. She felt like she needed to say more to convince Ryan but her brain seemed to not be working at that moment. 'Think of something, you fool!' She silently scolded herself. Ryan, who seemed to have been reading her expressions sighed softly and finally spoke. "Fine then. If you insist on staying then you may, if you wish." She stared wide eyed at him. Confusion made a fool out of her. "You... You are letting me stay?" She stuttered the question unbelievably. Ryan's brow suddenly arched. "Do you not wish to?" "I do!" She barked a response. Smiling, she repeated. "I do." "Very well. Ladies, it is late already, I think we all might still be feeling a little tense from what happened before. Rooms have been prepared for you, I mean to only hold this event for one week--" "One week?!" Priscilla hollered, interrupting him. Ryan stared at her with an expression she couldn't seem to deciph
Ryan felt like everything that had just happened was a terrible nightmare. Did that evil woman just confess to killing his father? Who else did she kill? His mother? To stop him from ever finding his way back to his wealth? When put together like that, it made solid sense! He felt his fists form into balls of rage and every veins in his body was filled with anger and hatred and also... Fear. But that was just what she wanted and he refused to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. Holding all his emotions inside a bottle, he shut the lid and held it on tightly. His lips curved into a gentle smile. "Priscilla Jacobs... You may have done some... Unthinkable things in the past but you seem to forget something. You are Priscilla Hickson now and I... I am Ryan Jacobs, the one and only heir."Taking a bold step towards her, he glared into her eyes like he meant to kill her with his gaze. "And whatever you have done that you may be thinking you have gotten away with, oh I hate to break
Hurriedly, Ryan tucked the letter into his shirt pocket as he heard a knock on the door. He tried to act as casual as he could as Logan Hayes walked into the room. "Young master, the ladies have all seated themselves down at the dining table and are waiting for you." Logan Hayes announced. His brow twitched slightly as he saw Ryan standing by the banana peel picture."Is that so?" Ryan asked coolly. "I must have lost track of time staring at my mom's work of art. Has it really been thirty minutes?" "Not yet but all the ladies have arrived. Well... All except Ms Campbell." Logan Hayes admitted bitterly. Ryan's brow arched. "This woman... She is hiding something or something is wrong with her. There is something that feels... Wrong about her. Can I not marry Sarah Johnson?" His shoulders sagged as he asked. He had moved away from the painting completely. Logan Hayes peered down the hall both ways before walking into the room filly and gently closing the door behind himself. "I see y
Ryan turned his attention towards the seated ladies. All but one looked excited about the offer. Sarah Johnson didn't seem like she wanted to get close to him at all. He didn't know if he could say Aria was excited, she looked rather anxious than excited and it made him more afraid of the queasy woman. 'What is she up to?' "I think it's a lovely idea." Priscilla spoke for the first time since they gathered at the table. She forced a smile to her face. "The women need to get to know you, indeed and an old spark could be reignited for all we know." Her eyes landed on Lilly, his ex wife. Lilly blushed while snickering foolishly and her gaze fell to her plate. "I also think of it as a lovely idea." "Me too!" Blake added. Her bright eyes were even brighter than before when they first met. If it weren't the stories-- which were actually the truth about her-- that Ryan had heard about her, he would have believed she was a good wife as well. She seemed eloquent with her back straightened
The night passed in a blur. Ryan had barely gotten even sleep when the alarm went off. Almost immediately, his Butler knocked twice on the door before walking into the room. Ryan's brow arched as he saw Logan Hayes walk in with a cloth hanger. Several clothes hung on it as he pulled it in after himself. "Am I tired enough to be hallucinating?" Ryan asked as he sat up in bed. Stifling a yawn, he rubbed his weary eyes and shook himself awake. Logan Hayes stared confusedly at his young master before responding. "Hallucination is a trick played by the mind when you are tired I guess but you are not hallucinating. But if I may ask, why are you tired?" "Couldn't bring myself to fall asleep last night." Ryan had said the words before he realized it. He bit down on his tongue. That was what happened sometimes when someone was with a person they trusted, they would speak the truth before they even realized it. He hadn't found it easy to fall asleep as he wondered who would try to sneak in