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Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Obstinacy at its peak
Christian~Getting to deal with Lauren's obstinacy the whole week was beyond exhausting for me. I've tried every possible measures to persuade her to move into the new apartment I got on a lease just for her and Aiden's sake. I had personally went in search for this apartment, furnished it with the necessary equipments and utility. It was a shame that she kept rejecting it without remorse. 'I don't need you to pity us, Christian. We're doing very fine here' those were the words that replied mine the day I told her about it.I tried to convince her, say everything enough to convince her I didn't do it for pity but for the safety of Aiden and her but it was all to no avail.
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir The chairman collapsed
Christian~I tried to make her understand, say everything enough to convince her I didn't do it for pity but for the safety of Aiden and her but it was all to no avail. My hard glare was on one of my men as he reported the case of a robbery that took place two houses from hers. They had robbed the family occupying that particular apartment, shot the father who possibly tried to fight back.. he wasn't killed but he sustained injuries. '.... Fortunately, her house wasn't invaded. So she's safe' he completed his statement.A breath I didn't realize I was holding escaped my lips and my tensed shoulders relaxed.'Tried convincing her to move after the scenario?''Not yet, sir.'.I inclined my head positively in acknowledgement before dismissing him. There was only one thing I can do to make her succumb to my demands. I picked my jacket and exited the office......The head of school invited me into his office, regarding me with utmost respect. His eyebrows quirked in obvious astonishment
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Cardiac Arrest
~ Lauren ~I wasn't the only one disappointed at the chauffeur's News. Aiden also was. 'He apologizes for not being able to make it too and permitted me to bring you both to the venue'. He added politely. I glanced at Aiden who apprehensively gripped the hem of his jacket. He really wanted Christian around. 'Why is he not able to make it? He promised me he will come around...' he whined'Something really urgent came up, Mr. Palmer. He had to attend to it.'Aiden inclined his head, still very unhappy. 'This way, please''Sure.' I held his palm reassuringly and followed the Chauffeur into the car. Christian also sent one of his guards who's supposed to make sure we're safe throughout the time spent outside. That was generous enough. One thing I really wanted to know is why he couldn't make it. He had a soft spot for Aiden and he isn't a type who'd break off appointment at the last minute.We were half way to our destination when the man beside us answered a call. Whatever was being
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir tell her, Christian forbes
Lauren ~I kept my eyes glued to the walls, searching for the portrait I found the last time I came here. My doubt was knocked out of me, allowing me believe once again I was hallucinating the last time. Mrs Forbes had asked to meet her in this mansion once again. I was reluctant about it till she promised giving out tons of information I needed. Somehow, she managed to find out about my biggest desperation and she was ready to help me find out how to get answers. That was all she held against me. If only there were other options, I would have opted for it.'Ma'am' the short, stout, maid called my attention to her. She had that smile again, the one showing her lost front teeth. 'Mrs Forbes is in her drawing room, she wants to meet you there.'While she tried to lead me in, an unannounced visitor came in. Unannounced is an inappropriate word though, considering this is also his house. We locked glances for as long as I can remember before his intimidating figure came closer to mine. I
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir You know. Don't you?
~Christian~'Why. You're Still willing to keep it from her?!' Linda continued, a look of mock sympathy etching her facial features. As calm as I tried to play, my inner self was burning with rage, curiosity and the urge to do something that'll make her keep shut. Whatever she's got in mind, I'm not sure about it but I'm sure it's not going to end well.Lauren came closer, stepped in front of me, locked gazes with me. I could see them... Her pale face... The tears lurking at the corners of her eyes, the way her lips trembled without control. She was hurt, pained about something I knew nothing about.. 'Tell me, Christian. Please' she pleaded, positioning my palm in hers, squeezed them gently.. 'I promise not to be mad at you' My heart sank. This was one of the things I've always wanted to protect her from.. getting hurt.I cupped her face. 'Lauren. I'm not sure what you're talking about or what this is all about. Her intentions are not pure. I told you to stay away from her'She shudd
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir She's Christian's mother
~Lauren~Shaky hands held onto Christian's shirt sleeve for support. I didn't trust my legs. They wobbled terribly and I was sure they'd give in without support. My resolve was broken, all my guards crushed to the ground. This was the most unexpected occurrence. She was his mother. All the time I have been in a relationship with the son of a woman I've brought myself to despise. I didn't care if my apprehensiveness was obvious through my actions. I wanted to know what really happened ? Why the woman left over eight years ago.. why she took away Jordan Palmer, my baby brother. A part of me felt betrayed. Christian knew everything. Why did he keep it from me? Was that why he avoided telling me about his mother all the years we were together? Because he knew.. he wanted to protect her. Or Maybe not. I never told him about having another brother asides Aiden Palmer. It was one of the secrets I kept from him and the rest of the world. I always blamed myself for loosing him, afraid I would
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir She's Christian's mother 2
~Christian~My world froze and I lost track of time for a minute or two. The Chairman's mistress? An illegitimate son?. I shuddered, taken aback by the revelation that had just been thrown in my face..'There's a probability he knows where his mother is, if he tells you where his mother is, you find your brother. Pester him well enough, he'll reveal your answers to you' she continued saying, her words cutting deep into my flesh..I sensed Lauren hands hold me. Not for reassurance or for her own stability. It was for mine. I was numb, weak, unable to get my bearing.. I snatched my hands away from hers, unwelcoming her small kind gesture. It was too late. I didn't need it now, not anymore. Linda came closer, a triumph look in her face as she assessed mine.'You didn't think I'll know. Right?' she did a little clap. 'You should thank me for revealing such a huge secret to you. At least, I know you know the bane of your existence, honey. You're an illegitimate child.. Your mother was a ti
Rejected as a Commoner, Wanted as an Heir Rhyno's opening party
Lauren~Her laugh echoed through the room, directing unwanted attention to us. I rolled my eyes, my smile growing wider each passing second. 'You're such a character. That fact is yet to change' I mumbled, stabbing the chocolate whipped cake and stuffing quite an amount into my mouth.'Come on, Lauren. So you're denying that you've got nothing do with the great 'heir' of Forbes' Consortium. I saw it all over the news, girlie. He's quite invested in you. The way be tried to protect you from the reporters can never get off my head'.I giggled. 'That was months before' I got Ambushed by the paparazzi. They believed the rumor that we were actually together. I was heading to the office that day when I got noticed. From one to two, their numbers increased, causing me anxiety. He stepped up by the right time, taking me away from them. It was epic..those scenes you get to experience in movies.I flushed pink, heat spreading from my cheeks to the whole of my body. 'That was long ago. Things a
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Fired
There are no real friendships, no true relationships, and even if the feelings somehow turn genuine, they're immediately muddled by the talks of business and incessant urges to tie the knot in marriage if the family is a favourable one. Only if the family is a favourable one. If it isn't then they do everything to ruin those feelings and create discord between the ones involved. It was a messy life filled with pretense, politics and numbers. It made me sick to the bones. My father has apparently disowned me because I have yet again disappointed him after he fixed a wedding for me without my knowledge. I found out at the last second and fled, causing a effect I didn't quite expect and I didn't regret either. Apparently, I underestimated the publicity of this particular event and it spread pretty quickly that the daughter of one of the most influential businessmen in the country ran away from her wedding. People were quick to point fingers at my father, accusing him of forcing his
A Mail
Raising a kid isn't exactly easy, you know," she said. "We're not suffering yet, but we're struggling. I would very much like to walk away from her, give you the middle finger and pray you die in an accident on your way back, but I can't." I flinched as she said those words. I forgot that she was also quite emotionally violent when she wants to be. "Why not?" She chuckled at my question. "Weird. Normally, one would be happy when they realize that they can't be cursed to death." I shrugged. "I can't say that I don't deserve it. Sometimes I wish for the same thing too." She gave a surprised look before continuing. "We need help, and even though you are a heartless, devilish, godforsaken, rotten, disgusting piece of shit, you have the ability to help us. You are rich and we aren't. Raising my daughter has been the greatest joy of my life even with our current situation, so raising her in a comfortable environment where she would be happy promises to bring even better joy. Despite t
A Humble request
The aroma of sizzling seafood pleasantly assaulted my nostrils as I looked around in search of the blonde beauty I came here for. I found her at the far corner of the restaurant sitting by a window wall and staring directly at me. I tensed up for a few seconds at the intensity of her stare but eventually relaxed as I walked towards her table. Even if I'm apologetic, I still have a reputation to uphold. I'm not gonna appear weak in front of her. "Hi, Donna," I flashed my best smile at her as I sat down on the seat opposite hers. "Hi," she said, her melodious voice filtering into my ears like a song. "It's...uh...nice to see you again," I said awkwardly. "I can't say the same, sorry," she shrugged. "I'd rather be with my child right now, or working." "Speaking of your child," I looked around her. "Where is.....your child?" "You don't know the gender, do you?" she asked and I shamefully looked away. I couldn't bring myself to answer that. "Well, she's okay, and happy where she is."
Meeting Donna
AUDREY HEPBURN I calmly exited my room once I was done with my exaggerated preparations to meet Donna. The maids gave me an apprehensive look as I made my way down the stairs before bowing respectfully as they hurried past me to do their jobs. "Good morning, sir," they said before heading in multiple directions and focusing on their chores. Even then, I could feel the tension in the air caused by my presence. "Everyone's acting like I'm the first person to attempt a murder on planet earth," I thought as I rolled my eyes. "There's a woman literally being called the worst human in the country and they just wouldn't ignore my little transgression." "Good morning, Audrey my boy," a calm sonorously thin voice greeted from behind me and placed a small frail hand on my back. "You look good today." I turned around with a sigh of relief as the old but beautiful nanny Helen graced me with her beautiful smile. She's been my nanny ever since I can remember and devoted all of her life to raisi
Free but not free
AUDREY HEPBURN The alarm clock blared in my ear causing me to slam it quiet with a groan. Rolling over on my bed, I let out a sigh. "I don't want to leave my room today." Just like every other day, I don't want to have to leave this room. I don't deserve to. My world has been turned upside down since that incident with Christian and sincerely, it's all my fault. I can't even blame it on anyone else. At the time, it seemed like the best course of action but now that I think about it, attempting to kill your step brother just because of a misunderstanding is quite extreme and malicious. Especially if it turns out that the woman you believed to be your mother was a lying bitch and you were infact biological brothers with the same step brother you tried to kill. That just brings it to a whole other level of terror. That was exactly what I did and now I feel like shit. For the most part of my life, I've always seen Christian as my step brother. I've always envied him, hated that he
Fired
There are no real friendships, no true relationships, and even if the feelings somehow turn genuine, they're immediately muddled by the talks of business and incessant urges to tie the knot in marriage if the family is a favourable one. Only if the family is a favourable one. If it isn't then they do everything to ruin those feelings and create discord between the ones involved. It was a messy life filled with pretense, politics and numbers. It made me sick to the bones. My father has apparently disowned me because I have yet again disappointed him after he fixed a wedding for me without my knowledge. I found out at the last second and fled, causing a effect I didn't quite expect and I didn't regret either. Apparently, I underestimated the publicity of this particular event and it spread pretty quickly that the daughter of one of the most influential businessmen in the country ran away from her wedding. People were quick to point fingers at my father, accusing him of forcing his
The search
He was mocking me," I retorted. "Who in their right mind, would risk their reputation and business influence over a murderer's nobody daughter. For all I know, he might just be thinking of using me for some publicity stunt, and the last thing I need right now is more publicity." She sighed again. "From my standpoint, it seemed like he was genuinely trying to help. You were the one being difficult." I swallowed hard, the truth of her words hitting me but my obstinacy wouldn't let me succumb. 'I was trying to protect myself.' 'You've been so hard on yourself lately, Tiffany. Please, relax. Open up to someone who seems to understand more. He said nothing wrong' earlier, You turned his words against him and made it into something offensive." "Didn't you hear him yelling at me?" She let out yet another sigh. "It's hard to not be frustrated when the person you're trying to help isn't letting you help." "I don't need his help," I hissed. "I don't want anything to do with him." She let
Tiffany's adamancy
I placed my hand in my pocket and slowly brought out my business card, then proceeded to carefully lay it on the table before backing away. "Call me when you've calmed down," I said as I headed out. "I'm sorry for the things I said." "Yeah, get out," she hissed. "And make sure to close the door behind you." With a heavy heart and a little anger at her reluctance to listen to or believe me, I closed the door behind, letting out a sigh before making my way to the car. My phone rang as I opened my car door and the caller ID was Courtney's, making me think twice about answering. I really am not in the mood for her requests and taunts. "What?" I asked as I reluctantly answered the call. "I assume it didn't go well?" "It's none of your business," I retorted. "What do you want, Courtney? I'm busy." "Well, first of all, stop using that tone with me," she warned. "Second, I think we can still find ways to help clear her name." "Nevermind that," I sighed as I got into the car. "She doe
You pity me?
"Would it kill you to say thank you?" she rolled her eyes as she revved her car engine. "You know what, never mind. Thank me by funding my newest project. Surely that's easier for you than saying the words, right?" I ignored her as I adjusted my clothes and walked away from her car. I crossed the road swiftly and headed for the house with my head down, hoping that she doesn't recognise me before I approach her door. I knocked on the door, praying again that the door opens before she realizes that I'm the one. It seems like luck's on my side as she opened the door while looking behind her. "Delivery?" she asked, her eyes still focused on something behind her. "Hi, Tiff." She froze at the sound of my voice. She remained frozen for a few minutes, as if trying to convince herself that she hadn't just heard my voice. "I know you heard me," I added as the silence stretched longer. She slowly turned her head to look at me and immediately gasped. "Oh, hell no." She tried to close th
