Harlan stared at Kelvin in shock.
"What are you saying?" He asked quietly."She would call you a thief for stealing her son's identity, it would be worse if anyone knew you to be Harlan Smith.""Kelvin, I don't... I don't think I understand you.""Harlan, let's be honest here. Do you know if Harlan Smith is still alive? He could be studying overseas!""No. No way.""This is real life. Don't be blinded by Mr Smith's gesture. He surely has a reason for adopting you. I have been thinking it over all these while and I found out that there is nothing Mr Smith could have wanted in you that no other person had.""Shall I let you in on a secret?" Harlan asked quietly."What?""Harlan Smith is dead."That stopped Kelvin's breath for a moment. He stared, eyes widened at Harlan."What did you just say?""I asked Mr Smith and heSoon after Harlan got home, Mr Smith arrived. He appeared tired as he sat down and loosened his tie."You know what I hate most about my job?""No.""This tie. Each time I have to knot or unknot it, I wonder who the hell suggested that it should be part of men's corporate dress. It sucks."Harlan chuckled, "anyone would think you are used to wearing it by now.""Anyone could think that, but it's the first thing I always want to pull off whenever things are not going the way I want at work."They both laughed."How have you been, son?""I have been good.""Did you hang out with your friends?""I don't have a lot of friends but I am just coming back from a visit to my best friend.""Now that I think about it, we have a couple of things in common. I don't keep friends too."Harlan smiled, "you should rest now that you ar
"I don't understand that.""Families and friends don't matter to them when it comes to business. If not for that discipline, the Alberts wealth would be gone before now. They are a beast in the business field and all they want is to win. They can go any length to see that they are one step ahead of their competitors. That is the game of business I am talking about."Harlan nodded. It makes sense. Just a little more information from Mr Smith and he would be able to convince anyone of the tricky things the Alberts are up to."I see.""But, I would rather not be rich than practice some things they do.""Like?"Mr Smith turned around to face Harlan."I want to keep my head away from business today."Harlan smiled, "it's okay." Mr Smith would be of great help here.Mr Smith nodded.***"One of the Alberts is going to participate in
The next morning, Harlan went to the place where the contest was to take place. He had been told that it would start very early in the morning and he could already hear that sound of songs as he walked in the hall."Mr man, come back here," someone said rudely, calling Harlan's attention."Me?" Harlan touched his chest."Yes, you. If you are here for the contest, I should tell you that you will never win," the man who had been asked to man the entrance to the hall said."Unfortunately, I am not here for that.""Wait a minute. Don't tell me you are here to watch the performance.""I am.""Who invited a stupid idiot like you and didn't tell you that you will need to purchase the ticket before you come in.""I invited myself.""Where is your ticket?""I don't need one.""Security!" The man snapped his fingers and two security men came
"Bomb? What do you mean, Sir?" Jack called from the front."Something dropped through the window."Jack looked back and saw the piece of paper."Don't touch it," he said. He activated the car's self drive and got to the back seat with Harlan."This doesn't seem like a bomb, Sir," Jack said and took the paper.Harlan sighed in relief. Why would it have been a bomb anyway?Inside the paper, was another paper with few words neatly written on it.WE NEED TO TALK. SIMON.Harlan glanced at Jack."What does he want to talk about?""I don't have an idea. His friend didn't show up where we planned to meet two days ago," Harlan said."They must think you are jobless. You caused it, paying them because you wanted to hear their damn story," Jack said."Nonsense."***"I am happy for you." Elizabet
Harlan was preparing to get some hours of sleep before the day breaks when he got a call from Roger. Did he get a hint that he is the CEO of 'where talent glows'?He answered the call and cleared his throat."Hello?""You are more brave than you look."Harlan wondered what that was all about."What?""For confessing to Elizabeth that you love her. You are really bold."Harlan quickly hung up. He ran his hand through his hair. He should have known that Elizabeth would not keep things like that from Roger."What the hell have I done?" He sat on the bed and dropped his phone on it.The two of them must have had a fun laugh while talking about his feelings.He clenched his fist. How dare Elizabeth toil with his feelings!His phone rang again. The call was from Roger. He didn't answer and it soon stopped ringing, but it started ringing
The next day, throughout the time Harlan spent getting ready for school, getting into the car, the ride to the college, everything seemed as if he was in a trance. If he had known that Elizabeth loved someone else, he wouldn't have told her anything that day. He would have kept his mouth shut. Why does he always have the same fate of getting rejected by the girls he has feelings for?"Sir, we are here," Jack said, managing to bring Harlan back to the present."Where?" Harlan stared at Jack who had opened the door and was standing by it."Healy law college.""Huh? When did we arrive?""Just now. I have been standing by the door for a few seconds now, Sir.""Oh, okay." "Sir, is everything okay?"Harlan nodded and got down from the car.Jack bowed slightly. He watched Harlan as he left. He shrugged. Things don't always go right for everyone.
Harlan turned slowly in Elizabeth's direction. He met her glance. For some moments, they maintained eye contact.Elizabeth smiled at him before looking at Cecilia. She gave her a hard stare."I wasn't the one—""Get lost," Elizabeth snapped.Cecilia clenched her fist. She picked her books from the floor and stormed off in rage.Harlan didn't know how to react to what was happening at first, but when he realized that Elizabeth might be doing this to save his face, he smiled.They both walked out of the library. Compared to the other times, only a small crowd had watched the scene happen.Harlan cleared his throat when they got outside."I appreciate what you did there, but I would rather you stopped acting.""What are you talking about?" Elizabeth asked."Stop pretending as if we are dating."Elizabeth glanced at Harlan. She had been hoping that Harlan wouldn't take what she said seriously. How was she supposed to explain to him about the stupid thing that Roger did?"Oh... That?""You
Jason turned off the television that had been ceaselessly giving nothing but bad news since he woke up. He heard a knock on the door and opened it. A young man, dressed in the hotel's black and white uniform bowed slightly before going to pack the plates that Jason had used to eat. He closed the door after the man had left.Feeling bored, he lay on the bed and took his phone. He checked the group chat for something to keep his mind busy.He saw a picture that had just been dropped some seconds back. He enlarged the picture.He could recognize Elizabeth fast. Who was she hugging? He scrolled up to have a better view of the person. "Harlan?" He muttered to himself.He looked at the picture well. There was someone with the two of them. The blue hair made him realize who the person was. Roger.Too bold, isn't it? Harlan is hugging Elizabeth in the full glare of everyone. Th