"Well, the ring was still from him. But more like a gift." May's voice was low this time as she spoke. She returned to the living room to pick up the ring. "Drop it.” Clara snapped and May flinched. "Why?" "Because no one gives out a diamond engagement ring as a gift." There was silence in the room after Clara's words. "So what are you trying to say mom?" May asked , turning to her mom fully. Clara did not speak immediately but began to pace the floor of the room. "I feel uneasy and for some weird reason I think Declan might be right." "You can't be serious right now, mom." May said with a tone of disappointment. "Well, I am serious." "Of all persons to believe, it’s Declan King, you? When did you get here?" May asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Look, about that young man, regardless of how much I hate his guts, I must admit that he is never wrong with things like this. You needed to see how he barged in here looking for you when he thought you
"Well, the ring was still from him. But more like a gift." May's voice was low this time as she spoke. She returned to the living room to pick up the ring. "Drop it.” Clara snapped and May flinched. "Why?" "Because no one gives out a diamond engagement ring as a gift." There was silence in the room after Clara's words. "So what are you trying to say mom?" May asked , turning to her mom fully. Clara did not speak immediately but began to pace the floor of the room. "I feel uneasy and for some weird reason I think Declan might be right." "You can't be serious right now, mom." May said with a tone of disappointment. "Well, I am serious." "Of all persons to believe, it’s Declan King, you? When did you get here?" May asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Look, about that young man, regardless of how much I hate his guts, I must admit that he is never wrong with things like this. You needed to see how he barged in here looking for you when he thought you
"Well, the ring was still from him. But more like a gift." May's voice was low this time as she spoke. She returned to the living room to pick up the ring. "Drop it.” Clara snapped and May flinched. "Why?" "Because no one gives out a diamond engagement ring as a gift." There was silence in the room after Clara's words. "So what are you trying to say mom?" May asked , turning to her mom fully. Clara did not speak immediately but began to pace the floor of the room. "I feel uneasy and for some weird reason I think Declan might be right." "You can't be serious right now, mom." May said with a tone of disappointment. "Well, I am serious." "Of all persons to believe, it’s Declan King, you? When did you get here?" May asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Look, about that young man, regardless of how much I hate his guts, I must admit that he is never wrong with things like this. You needed to see how he barged in here looking for you when he thought you
"Well, the ring was still from him. But more like a gift." May's voice was low this time as she spoke. She returned to the living room to pick up the ring. "Drop it.” Clara snapped and May flinched. "Why?" "Because no one gives out a diamond engagement ring as a gift." There was silence in the room after Clara's words. "So what are you trying to say mom?" May asked , turning to her mom fully. Clara did not speak immediately but began to pace the floor of the room. "I feel uneasy and for some weird reason I think Declan might be right." "You can't be serious right now, mom." May said with a tone of disappointment. "Well, I am serious." "Of all persons to believe, it’s Declan King, you? When did you get here?" May asked, folding her arms across her chest. "Look, about that young man, regardless of how much I hate his guts, I must admit that he is never wrong with things like this. You needed to see how he barged in here looking for you when he thought you
"How did you get in here, woman? I ask for the last time." Declan King sat at the edge of the king sized bed in a magnificent suite of hotel Antonio, New York. He wore a grim expression and took a final look at the lady clinged beside him. The lady had a red dress that hugged her curvy body on. The upper part of the dress was open in a v cut, letting the right amount of cleavage flash. The slit of her dress cut deep on the left side, giving her thick thigh away. Declan's eyes met with hers and she gave him a curt wink, with her lower lip trapped between her teeth. Declan wasn't in the slightest entertained by her showcase. "Ivy. Call me Ivy. And yeah, the right question should be how do you want me to make you feel...." Ivy ran her hand over Declan's shirt as she spoke. "Don't!" Declan slapped her hand away and the top buttons of his shirt tore apart. He sprang up at once, his teeth gritted at the mess. He was about to say something when the room door opened and two ladi
"Hope there's no problem? You sound like it's something serious." Mandy adjusted, genuinely concerned. "I'm fine, trust me. Like I said, it's for my ex, May." "Hmmm. What about May? Never knew you updated your status yet. You hinted it earlier but thought I simply heard wrongly ." "No, you did not. May and I are separated.... since this afternoon but that's not the point now. I need you to see that Lucien Enterprise keep their part of the deal and quit stressing May out already" He sounded a bit too serious in his own ears and hated it. Maybe he was becoming too desperate for things to work out. "Relax. I will see to that right away, trust me and quit stressing" Mandy cleared her throat, a known act when she wants to pry. "But why do you care so badly? I mean— she's your ex now" "We're exes not enemies, Mandy. Maybe I should get back to work now. Ttyl!" Declan was about to hang up. "Wait... One more thing. My grandpa's illness has persisted.I need your help." Mandy's voice
Clara didn't stop screaming, to Declan's amazement. He just stood still and watched her create a scene. She was beginning to attract people to where they were. "Are you alright ma'am?" A man in a security uniform walked up to them and asked first. "Please help me. This man right here tried to hit me! Oh gracious." "She's a blatant liar. I did no such thing." "Of course you did!" Clara brought out her other wrist and flashed it before the Security guard. She had an old injury on it but claimed it was a resulting injury from how Declan twisted her hand. Declan was amused by her gaslighting skills only that she tried it with him. "Can I take a close look ma'am?" "Please do" The security man surveyed the red wrist and assured her he would do something to help her. He stepped aside and spoke into his walkie-talkie. In no time, two other guards joined them, each standing at Declan's both sides. Clara had a few other people gather around her asking if she was okay. "He is a c
"You always do this, May. Do you also believe your mom to be Maniac?" Clara's voice was beginning to crack. She didn't expect May not to believe her. She needed just one person to stand by her, knowing fully well herself was a handful. "No mom. Don't do that. It's just that— I know Declan well enough and I can't imagine him as someone that will hit a lady....let alone my mother." May was disappointed at her mom but she didn't want to go too far and make her feel worse. "So you believe his words over mine? You shouldn't be rude to your mother but that's alright" Clara sniffed, to clearly prove that she wasn't okay" "The point here isn't who I believe over the other. I just want you to stay out of trouble. To be honest you've been doing too much lately and it's not good for either you or I. The company is—" "I've been doing too much, you say? Everything I did, I did it for your ungrateful ass. So don't dare castigate me like the rest!" "My bad. Wrong choice of words, sorry. I