"Remember what I told you, Marcus. This is the only way we can get the staff to let you check the footages," Derek said upon their arrival at the Kingston's Hotel."Yeah, I got it," Marcus says in return as they approach the receptionist counter.The receptionist behind the counter immediately flashes both of them a smile when she sights them walking over."Welcome to Kingston's Hotel. How may I help you?" she asks, maintaining the smile on her face.Marcus looks around first before saying, "I stayed here some days ago. And during my stay, I came with a watch which I seemed to have forgotten after I left. Can you help me look into that?"The receptionist assesses him to clarify his face. "Hold on, sir. Let me have your details first.""It's Marcus. Marcus Thurstan.""Alright."The receptionist proceeds to type into the system she had in front of her and in no time she got the information she needed.Meanwhile, Derek's eyes were lingering about as he tried to understand what could have
It was Nadia, Catherine's close friend and colleague. She was the lady inside the familiar car and to his surprise, it wasn't her husband she was kissing.Derek couldn't believe his eyes. Nadia was cheating on her husband with another man right in the open? This was too strange to believe.Nadia opens her eyes and suddenly noticed Derek standing right outside her car. Instantly she pulled away from the kiss and adjusted herself.With shame written all over her face, she stepped out of the vehicle, walking up to Derek who just stared at her like she was a disgusting creature."I never knew you had a new husband," Derek said with the intention to mock her. "Or should I call that man in there your lover?"Nadia snorts. "It's not like I'm the only one who has a lover," she says, looking away from him.Derek heard that loud and clear and it was too much of information to process because he knew she was getting somewhere with that."What do you mean by that?""Nothing," she says, folding he
"It wasn't a regular party. The party had a lot of businessmen and we had to perform for them due to some business reasons.The managing director even made us dance with this so-called businessmen and I think that was what caused the misunderstanding you heard over the phone."Nadia explained all that to Derek and it took him back to the day he received the skirt in the box.How he had called Catherine and then Nadia was still fresh in his memory and he remembered the particular detail that got him confused."Are you saying that whoever that man was that made that statement about my wife danced with her before dancing with you?" Derek asks to clarify the situation."Yes, that's what I'm saying," Nadia states. "Even after the party, some of those businessmen tried to book private appointments with me but I declined all of their offers because I couldn't do such."Derek looked at her sarcastically. Like, how was he supposed to believe that she really declined the offers of those who wan
"The ropes were indeed tight enough," Nadia admitted. "But I don't think they were enough to cause bruises on one's body. Well I wouldn't know since I wasn't part of the hostages."Derek immediately began to suspect that Catherine must have had those bruises on her body before she participated in the game.She must have used the game as an excuse to cover up for the fact that she already got the bruises. It was all too complicated for him as he thought about it."Did you guys by any chance lodge in this hotel?" he asked."You know, I was going to ask what you were doing here in the first place. I mean, it's a way long distance away from the city," Nadia said."Just answer the question I asked you.""Well, we did lodge here after the dance party at Filandel. Most of us crashed here on the company's account."It was beginning to make more sense to him now. There was a much serious truth about Catherine being in that hotel truly."Then did you happen to know what my wife got herself invo
"The problem now is that the description you just gave to me seems to be matching with a lot of male colleagues in the company. So if you could be more specific…"Derek frowned almost instantly. For a moment he thought he was going to uncover the truth about his wife's infidelity but he has just been sent back to another route."You're telling me that you cannot just think about someone that matches that description without me giving you a full explanation?" he quizzes."Well, there's Philip, there's Arnold, Benjamin, Roland and more of them. I just need more details on that," she clarifies.This is no use, he says to himself inwardly."And there's no one else with a similar nickname to my wife, right?""There are similar ones but not the same type with Kathy's.""You can leave now. But I'll be in touch with you. And you had better pick my calls whenever I reach out."Without even waiting for her to say anything, he turns around and then walks up to his car which he got into and drove
Catherine had just slapped Gina across the face to Derek's surprise. He didn't even see that coming. "You slut!" Catherine points a finger in the direction of the bewildered Gina. "You think you can take my husband from me, right? It's not possible. Not when I'm still his legally wedded wife!" "Ma, I think there's a misunderstanding. Your husband was just trying to—" Gina tries to explain but was cut short. "Spare me the crap. And this is a warning to you. Stay away from my husband!" "Kathy, what are you doing?" Derek asks his wife. She faces him instantly. "I can't believe you've been suspecting me of cheating on you when it's what you've been doing all along!" "But this is just a misunderstanding. I can promise you that's it not what you think." "It's not what I think? Oh really? I caught you right in the act and you say it's not what I think?" He couldn't believe this. How could the tables turn all of a sudden? Initially it was him accusing her of infidelity and now it has
He stared at the phone, letting it ring without bothering to pick it up.He couldn't pick it up now when his wife was beside him. He had to find a chance to get alone.And by the time the the call ended, he glanced in the direction of Catherine to see her staring at him weirdly.The phone rings again and without even staring at the screen, he silenced the phone before switching it off. "What's stopping you from picking your call?" Catherine asks from beside him. "It's not important," he says, trying as much as possible to keep his focus on the road ahead. Fortunately, she doesn't say anything else and neither did she bring up the matter of what happened in his office. The ride all through was a silent one and he couldn't be more than grateful for the temporal peace, knowing how complicated he still found himself. Not too long after, they arrived at their destination. Except it wasn't their home. "What are we doing here?" Catherine had to ask upon sighting that they were packed i
The instant they arrived home, Catherine didn't wait before heading in first. Derek could only watch, knowing she was still unhappy with him.He followed her from behind until he got inside their apartment. Once he saw that she was attempting to ascend the stairs, he decided to speak."You never told me how the party went…"Slowly, Catherine turned around to look at him. "What party?" she asks."Your company's?"At first, she passes him a suspicious look as if trying to gauge the reason for his question. But she switches after being unable to gauge anything from his reaction."Didn't we talk about it already?""Not everything," Derek said in return, hoping she wouldn't see through the fact that they never even discussed anything related to a party in the first place."We did have a party. And it was okay, I guess?""What type of party was it?"She shrugs. "The kind that a company hosts. There were a whole lot of businessmen in it and I couldn't even keep up with the whole thing."It w
"What are you talking about?" Marcus asked, his expression a mixture of confusion and surprise."You know what I'm talking about. Stop acting like you don't," Derek said."Well, I don't. And I'll be leaving now before you consume me with your bullshit.""The past two weeks made me realize something, Marcus. And it's the fact that your enemies are actually the ones closer to you. You have been my enemy for but u didn't know all these while.""Did you drink something? Why are you speaking nonsense? And since when did I become your enemy?"Derek stood up, facing the man directly. "That's a good question… When?""Can you two sit your asses down and explain to me what is going on here?" Catherine said to them, almost screaming at them.Derek looked at the woman. "I haven't said you should talk," he told her."And since when did you get to give me how and when I should talk?""Since I found out that my allegation against you has always been true."Catherine wasn't getting a hang of what was
As Marcus was reluctantly finding a way to get in between the couple, Catherine, who still had a frown etched on her face, whispered to Derek."What is he doing here? I thought it's supposed to be just you and me," she said with a stern tone."I know I said that. But Marcus is just here to join us briefly. I can promise that his stay here won't be for long then we can have the time to ourselves," Derek told his wife.Catherine wasn't buying that. And she was this close to telling him to send Marcus away when the man eventually came back with an empty chair which he placed in the middle of the couple.Marcus took a seat but was still confused about what was going on because this wasn't what he had in mind when he got the invitation from Derek to show up at Kingston Hotel."What's going on here, Derek? Why is there a cake on your table? Is it someone's birthday?" Marcus directed the question to Derek while trying to make a guess.He couldn't deny that he noticed the hard stare Catherine
"I'm home," Derek announced as soon as he got into his apartment. "Where are you, Kathy?" he called out as he went to take a seat just so be could relax himself."I'm upstairs," was the response he got from his wife to which he nodded."Alright, I'm coming."Two minutes later, after getting a cup of water, he was on the way to their room upstairs with his briefcase in his hand. He was sure that the woman would be busy when he gets there and it was no surprise that she was on her laptop when he got there.She was sitting close to where the mirror in the room was and he watched her from where he was standing, seeing that she was typing into her laptop. There was also a document on her laptop which she kept glancing at occasionally.He dropped the briefcase on the bed and then took off his jacket which he also placed on the bed. Then he walked over to her, standing right behind her.In that position, he bent and put his hands around her waist. "What are you doing?" he asked as he whisper
"How did it go?" Derek asked the lady who seemed to be more interested in the ice cream she was consuming than him."How did what go?" Gina asked in return as she scooped a mouthful from the cone. As the cream melted down her mouth, she felt a sensation that made her giggle without a care in the world."Now that was weird," Derek stated but then got back to his question. "How did the meeting with Eugene go? Was he able to convince you this time around?"Gina wanted to take another scoop from the ice cream when she heard that question which then put her to a halt."Hmph, of course not. I already told you that I wouldn't be accepting his offer, didn't I? It seems like you forgot to relay my message to him," she said and then got back to her ice cream.At that point, Derek was getting annoyed with how immersed she was in it. He just had to hold in his annoyance lest he snaps at her."I did relay your message but it was too late for him to turn back," he told her."So you mean you just to
"I think it would have been better if you had called me before coming over to the company. What if I was away? It means you would have wasted a full trip down here," Derek said in a scolding manner to the woman sitting opposite him.Edna didn't care about what he was saying and she revealed that completely through her expression. It was as if she just wanted him to talk and then get through with it."At least I met you in, didn't I? I don't understand why you're making a big deal out of it," the woman said.Derek didn't respond to that, perhaps worried that he was going to speak out of line if he did."So, why did you reject my offer? You had a long time to decide and at the end of it, you said no. There has to be a reason. And it had better be a good one."He sat there quietly for some time before he finally decided on saying something."It doesn't feel right, Edna."The woman's gaze at him was a mixture of stern and confusion. "What doesn't? Owning a business or my offer?" she asked
Derek felt a little tired as he walked back into the Cora Limited after having lunch at the eatery down by the road. It was supposed to be his go-to place whenever work got overwhelming but today was just different.He just wanted to try something different other than skipping meals or simply just having something little in the company's eatery which only made light snacks.He knew that having a meal at his go-to eatery would affect his work rate but he was willing to risk it.A honk from a car caught his attention right after he passed by the parking lot. He was sure that it was for him which was why he turned around to find out which car had honked at him.It didn't take him too long to find the car as well as the person who operated it. And right out of that very car, Eugene Leviathan stepped out, looking all smiley like there was something good he wanted to talk about."Mr. McKay. Good to see you again," Eugene Leviathan said to Derek like it was the first time he was seeing him i
"Who's that again?" Gina asked, trying to rack her brain for any information related to the name Derek just told her."The ex-wife of Richard Langston," Derek responded."Wait, isn't that the man that you thought was having an affair with your wife?""Yes.""Oh. So when did you get this close to his wife so much that she offered you her business to handle?"The way Gina said it made it seem like he was having an illicit affair with Edna and that didn't look good at all."Ex-wife, Gina. They are divorced now. And the way you say it, it sounds like I'm doing something wrong with her.""I never implied it that way. You're the one with the ideas here," she defended herself."Whatever," he said. "Edna and I kept in touch after we both realized that we were chasing the wrong thing. But it didn't change the fact that her husband was a chronic cheat.Anyways, their business was handed over to her by the court but she doesn't want to be around here anymore which is why she wants someone else t
The sudden sound of something slamming on to his desk knocked Derek out of his thoughts. It came as a shock, that for a few seconds, he couldn't get a hold of himself."What did you do that for?" he asked through gritted teeth. He was furious at the person that did that just to get his attention."I've been calling your name but you didn't hear me." He heard Gina's voice and that meant she was that person."Well, you should have called harder."He had to put both hands over his face just to take out the wobbly feeling that had overwhelmed him from the shock.He was still furious at that point. If it had been someone else other than Gina, he would have taken his frustration out on the person. He could only keep his rage to himself because of her."I'm sorry," Gina apologized. "I shouldn't have done what I did but I was getting scared when you didn't answer which was why I resorted to that."He looked up at her. "What happened to tapping me, Gina? Wouldn't that have been much better?""
"You do realize it's my weekend you're consuming," Derek pointed out to Jasmine who was dragging him."I know," she said. "But there's no one else I could call."She came to his place that afternoon and told him that she had an event to attend but didn't have anyone to go with which was why she decided to come to his place.He had declined the offer at first but she kept insisting and even resorted to pulling him out of the house. If Catherine had been home, the sight wouldn't have been pretty.At one point, when they were about to get to his car, he pulled his arm out of her reach."I can't follow you," he told the lady who turned around to face him."But why?" she asked with a pout."I've got to go to work tomorrow, Jasmine. I can't afford a day out at this time when I should be resting.""And I'll be out of the city by tomorrow too. Let me have this, please."Her emphasis on the 'please' was a bit infuriating due to the way she made mention of it. It was as if she wanted to do anyt