The next morning, Damien had woken up to a commotion. He could hear people laughing, talking, cheering as well as shouting someone’s name. “Master Damien, Master Damien!” one whispered from his ear causing the male to slowly open his eyes.“Ugh, what..?” he complained whilst rubbing his fatigued eyes and sitting straight.Noel, who had been trying to wake him up since the last twenty minutes, looked at him with panic in his eyes. “Bad news, Sir!”“What is it this time?” Damien grabbed his robe as he was used to sleeping half-naked. “Why is it so loud outside?”“The Coltons are here, sir.” With that, Damien’s mood immediately turned sour. He approached the window of the cottage, slowly pulled it open, and then peeked at the shore. There, he saw most of BW Tech’s employees fawning over the beautiful model, Clarissa and her dashing husband in their beach outfits. They even brought the entire media with them!“What in the world..?” Damien couldn’t believe his eyes. “I thought I had rented
“If you dont mind me asking, why are you with him today, though?” Damien asked her while sipping on a glass of coffee that the waitress had given to them. “If both of you are fighting, I don’t see why he should be with you in a summer vacation.”Clarissa’s eyes widened for a bit, then she smiles coyly. With a giggle she said, “Are you worried about me, Damien?”Damien’s eyebrows lowered and his eyes went cold. It terrified the woman for a bit. “I said nothing of the sort.” “O-Oh.” She tucked a few strands of her hair that fell gently against her face. “We are expecting a divorce soon.” She told them, but seemed to be suggesting something else. “You still have not answered the question, though.” Damien insinuated. “Why were you with him today if you’re not in good terms?”“O-Oh we have a summer magazine to continue. I promised the studio that we would pose for them but we had to pospone it always because we were busy managing the business.” She excused in a low, mellow voice. “I didnt
Damien’s blood was boiling as he walked back to their cottage. He had to clear his head after facing Clarissa again. What pissed him off was how the woman looked at him as if trying to seek pity from him, but none could piss him even more when he actually did feel pity towards her. As he briskly made his way back to the cottage, another person stops him. Blocking his way was Richard, his eyes scornful at Damien. Damien raised his eyebrows at the male, not backing down. Noel stepped in front of them, not wanting the two to start a fight. Their narrow, deadly stares were threatening. They were like dynamites, ready to explode at any second. Their fists clenched in balls. Damien gracefully slipped his hands into his pockets and initiated the conversation. “Looking for your wife?”“You talked to her?” “She’s at the bar. I would love to suggest you comfort her, but since you’re the very reason why she’s acting sad, I’ll suggest it to someone else.”“No. I’ll talk to my wife.” “Heard yo
Damien’s current spot was not very far to the place where Coltons were having their magazine shoot. He barely interacted with them and minded his own business. They joined the others by setting up a grill, when suddenly a cameraman from the magazine spots Damien from afar.Damien, who was not only known for his immense wealth— but also his natural attractive features, immediately caught the attention of the cameramen. When they approached the male, Noel immediately blocks them from coming any further. Damien however was not aware that he was being taken interest by the cameramen. He simply helped fanning the smoke from the grill.Noel smiled at his guests. “Is there something I can help you with?”“That man behind you, isn’t that Mr. Damien Blackwell?”Noel smiled reassuringly. “He is.”“Is there any way we can persuade him to join our shoot?”Noel shook his head apologetically. “I believe he is not accepting work-related concerns for now. It’s his vacation. I hope you wouldn’t mind le
By the time the Blackwells returned home, tabloids and the internet was already filled with Damien’s pictures. The media waited outside his company, waiting for him to interact with them, but of course, to no avail. Damien had just gotten off his vacation, but he didn’t feel refreshed at all. Perhaps it was because halfway in the week, the stress started joining him on the shore starting from Clarissa’s arrival.He’s back to work, however. But now, things have started to pile up in his leave. Today he is to meet one of his father's former business partners, Eloise Claude. She was a mighty woman in her thirties, holding the Viegra Corporation."It is known that Miss Eloise is not very fond of your father, Sir Blackwell." Noel reminded him. "Now, I am not sure as to what extent is true of this rumor, but in addition to that, I'm told by others that have been in this company for long— that she is a hard woman to please."Damien's austere presence shrouded fear in every corridor he passed
Eloise left the conference room, satisfied, with her two companions trailing behind her. Noel breathed in relief as the atmosphere softened. Back there, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He didn’t know that Eloise gives such choking aura. Damien however, remained as calm as possible. He took a deep breath and then pivoted his head to Ash whose blue eyes were locked murderously at the woman who had left the door. At once, Damien called her attention.“Ash.” The girl broke off her stare and then moved her sight on her master with a dissatisfied face. “Yeah?”“She insulted you. Are you alright?”“Oh, that?” Ash wore a smile and shoved it off. “I’m alright. I’ve heard that line from other people a lot. Doesn’t affect me now as much as before.”“That was terrifying.” Noel pushed his eyeglasses and rubbed his arms together. “So that was Eloise Claude. For some reason, she seems to hate me a lot.” Damien put a finger beneath his chin. “I wonder what my father did to make her so hostile agai
Damien arrived at Carlton’s residence shortly after leaving the restaurant. Ash drove so fast that Damien thought it would have been the end of his life. Carlton greets them from the porch and leads them into his humble house. “Sorry for the mess.” Carlton rubbed the back of his head and opens the door to his house. “I just arrived from work as well so I didn’t have the time to clean.”“It’s not a big issue.” Damien shrugged. He didn’t really mind it because there was nothing to mind. His house was exceptionally neat. The lawn was mowed and there was no litter. He noticed that he also had a huge dog sleeping under his pen. “I thought you would mind.” Carl replied. “You live in a very luxurious mansion after all with all the maids looking after you.”“And where did I live before that?”Carlton looked at Ash cluelessly. “In an orphanage,” Damien replied to his own question. “If anything, your place is cozier than mine.”“Wow.” Carlton couldn't believe his ears. “You actually complimen
“You have two meetings today, Mr. Blackwell.” Noel told his boss as they were walking on a long hallway towards the conference hall. “One with Mr. Albert Gazett and Mrs. Eloise Claude; and the other— with our special client.”Damien wore his usual effortless and confident look as he strode in the halls, captivating every employee he passes on. They bow at him respectfully and when he finally is out of sight, they breathe their sighs of relief and whisper praises about their boss. “What time do we meet with our special client?”“At two in the afternoon.” Noel replied. “Ash is currently keeping an eye on the point of rendezvous. Right now, you should focus on your exchange with Mrs. Claude and Mr. Gazett.”They walk towards the elevator and find other employees waiting for it as well. As soon as Damien appeared, they quickly dispersed away, allowing him to take the elevator first. He enters.“What information do we have of Mr. Gazett?”“He is a big critic, Sir.” Noel pushes his spectac