The following day, Nicholas awoke grudgingly with a call. He winced when the light from the windows entered his eyes and he groaned so painfully. "Hello," he said in a gruff voice. "Nicholas, we've got a lead on Vincent Laramie," Morgan said in an urgent tone. Her voice was harsh, and she didn't even bother to say good morning to him. "I need you to come to my office right away." She told him. Nicholas groaned out loud. "I'll be there as soon as I can," he said to her. After ending the call, Nicholas sat up and rubbed his temples. His head pounded, so painfully reminding him of the previous night's drinking. Despite his physical discomfort, he felt a glimmer of determination. This lead on Vincent Laramie was crucial. Just as he was about to get ready, someone knocked on the door and his father stepped into the room. "Morning, son. You don't look too well." He said as he observed him. "Rough night," Nicholas admitted as he rubbed at his temples. "Want to get some air? Mayb
Nicholas awoke the next morning with a newfound purpose. The arrest of Vincent Laramie had been a big victory to himself and his team. He couldn't let the weight of the past hold him back any longer. After a quick shower and breakfast, he received another call from Morgan. "Morning, Nicholas," she greeted him, her tone lighter than usual. "I wanted to give you an update. Vincent's being held without bail, and our evidence is solid. He won't be slipping through our fingers this time." She informed him. Nicholas felt relieved at that. "That's good to hear, Morgan. What's next?" He asked her as he regarded her. "We've got a lot of work to do to untangle his network, but we've made a solid start. Take the day off, you deserve it." She told him and he nodded his head at that. "Thanks, Morgan," Nicholas said, appreciating her understanding. He ended the call and decided to take his father's advice seriously. It was time to start living his life again. He was in fact no longer
Nicholas found himself embracing life more fully, and his attraction to Charlotte deepened. They spent weekends exploring new places, sharing quiet evenings at home, and enjoying each other's company in a way that felt effortless and right. One Saturday afternoon, Nicholas and Charlotte decided to take a trip to a nearby vineyard. The rolling hills and lush greenery provided a picturesque backdrop for their day together. As they walked hand in hand through the rows of grapevines, Nicholas felt a profound sense of contentment. "Isn't this place beautiful?" Charlotte said, her eyes sparkling with delight. "It is," Nicholas agreed, smiling at her. "I'm glad we came here." They found a quiet spot overlooking the vineyard and sat down on a blanket, enjoying a picnic they had brought along. As they sipped on wine and chatted, Nicholas felt a surge of emotion. He had never imagined he could feel this happy again. "Charlotte," he said, his voice serious, "there's something I want to talk
"Language," Nicholas said, shielding Jessica from him. "You want to call off the engagement, go ahead and do it!" He says picking his keys as he storms off threatening Sam."And you?I'll find you and make sure you're erased from the surface of the earth!!""I'm used to threats like this" He said smiling. "Can we eat now?!" Sam said."I don't have an appetite," Jessica said. "Thank you Mr Sam" she says, picking her purse."Do you need a ride?" Nicholas asked her. As he stared at her and then to Sam who was busy observing everyone."No I'm good, guess I'll see around?" She said smiling to Nicholas. "We could finish our game some time"."I'd be honoured" Nicholas said as he watched Jessica leave. Then turns to Sam, " what would you like to eat?" Nicholas asked him, impressed at the treasure next to him."Oh it's time already". Sam says smiling as they place an order."Is she the one behind the abduction?" Nicholas asked as he received his order."Well I looked that up too, I'm not sure y
Nicholas confidently strode into the high-end boutique, he had walked in with Lindsay at his side. This had to be the most expensive boutique the vicinity had and he was glad he chose this place. The store's sleek, modern design was a far cry from the places he once used to frequent while he was still.... you know. Now, his newfound success demanded that he mingled with and shopped with the high and mighty. As they both moved through the aisles which were filled with racks of designer clothing, Nicholas couldn't stop himself from letting out a small smile as he walked, he watched Lindsay choose the clothing and was in awe. He never knew she knew what was in vogue in the fashion world. She had usually always been the nerdy, glassed assistant of his and now this new part of her was all the more intriguing dared he say, fascinating. Her eye for fashion was simply impeccable, and the way she moved with an air of confidence about her, that he simply found it mesmerising."Lindsay," Nichol
Maya continued to pace around the room, trying but failing obviously, to calm herself. "Sorry isn’t going to cut it." She told Shawn . "I’ve got enough on my plate without dealing with your irresponsibility." She said to him, She sank onto the couch, her anger giving way to evident frustration and helplessness. Shawn, not knowing what else to do, approached her cautiously, he cautiously and anxiously took a seat beside her. "Maya, talk to me. What’s really going on?" He asked her. She let out a sigh as her fingers moved to rub at her temples. They massaged the spot so tenderly but that wasn't taking away the migraine that she felt. "It’s just... everything is falling apart." She said while Shawn watched her. " Nicholas is thriving, and Bob... Bob is drowning in debt. I thought he was my ticket out of this mess, but he’s dragging me down with him." She said, She almost felt like crying. Shawn knew all of these, he was there in fact at that engagement party when those people
Authors POV How on earth did she get to sign a contract with such a man? He was right to get his money back after all it's his money. I'm not upset, she told herself. A lie, a big one . She was mad that she brought herself to say thank you for her own money. Even if she wanted to terminate the contract, she can't now. She can but the money, how in heaven's name will she be able to raise such an amount of money . For all she was aware of ,she wasn't able to make the money for the rent and not to talk about all the money he had spent. She was stuck. It's just a week Laura you can keep up with her. She rubbed her forehead and packed her hair in a messy bun. Helen was still mad at her over such a trivial matter. "You better make peace with her, you know how she can be". Tony said. Totally forgetting that they were accompanied by Nicolas. Laura bothered to say nothing, they believed he helped them,let it stay that way for a while. "Heyy… I'm sorry ", I didn't mean to snap.
The inside was even better than the outside view . The expensive furniture, the big mahogany well polished that sat in on the dining table. The two way staircase, the mini bar. Mini? That was over there was bigger than their whole room.To her the house was like heaven on earth. By the corner of the house, there was an inner space and and shiny glass table that had all Nicholas's award and important trophies arranged. If it were her parents, picture frames would be everywhere. Maybe the rich do not keep such memories. Or do they? There was nothing like pictures In the room aside his achievements. That was more than enough to Brag about. The glass stool , glass stand and glass flower vase .A typical description of people who live in Glass houses shouldn't throw stones. She was so clumsy that she feared to embarrass herself by making one wrong move out of nervousness. They had barely walked in and had their seat when she saw Mr Macpherson approaching them from down the stairs .