After Sean's public apology, the silence in the room was almost deafening.The crunch-crunch sound Maeve's chips made as she chewed was the only thing that could be heard for miles.Luke was so still that she had to check twice if he was alright. He seemed so, but then again he was overly concentrated on his phone.Syoung movement from the corner of her eye, Chloe turned her head to see Maeve giving her ‘the look.’Pretending to remain clueless, Chloe inched up her brows and Maeve in return, cast furtive glances at Luke.It was clear what she was trying to say, however…“Anyone wants anything?” Chloe asked brightly, rubbing her palms down the side of her thigh as she stood up.Luke barely looked at her, only mumbling out a ‘No’ that was loud enough to be heard.“Maeve?” She turned to her sister.Maeve's eyes brightened, keeping up with the ruse even though Luke was not paying attention. Latching on to her arm, Maeve all but dragged her out of the room, talking loudly so Luke could hea
After Sean's public apology, the silence in the room was almost deafening.The crunch-crunch sound Maeve's chips made as she chewed was the only thing that could be heard for miles.Luke was so still that she had to check twice if he was alright. He seemed so, but then again he was overly concentrated on his phone.Syoung movement from the corner of her eye, Chloe turned her head to see Maeve giving her ‘the look.’Pretending to remain clueless, Chloe inched up her brows and Maeve in return, cast furtive glances at Luke.It was clear what she was trying to say, however…“Anyone wants anything?” Chloe asked brightly, rubbing her palms down the side of her thigh as she stood up.Luke barely looked at her, only mumbling out a ‘No’ that was loud enough to be heard.“Maeve?” She turned to her sister.Maeve's eyes brightened, keeping up with the ruse even though Luke was not paying attention. Latching on to her arm, Maeve all but dragged her out of the room, talking loudly so Luke could hea
A day went by, then another and another…And not a single text call or email from Chloe.With each day that slipped past, Sean's heart broke and repaired im that same day.Broke into pieces because he didn't hear from her that day and repaired because he came up with some lie about why she didn't, hoping and eagerly anticipating that she would the next day.That hope slowly dwindled if he was honest to himself, tapering off to a trickle before it finally died out…and with it, his heart.How could she not be bothered to respond?Does it mean that she's too hurt to reach out or the worst…She's moved on?Sean wasn't sure which part was more to handle so he just blanked off on that one.After two weeks of staring at the night sky until his eyes went blurry and then passed out in alcohol, Sean was in desperate need of something else.Something new.Otherwise, he would drown in the rapidly widening hole that was his depression.His doorbell rang which was kind of odd because never had peopl
“Rebecca, I'm looking for my sweater. Did you see where it is?” Sean called out, raising the covers of the chairs and bed not certain where he kept it.There was no response from Rebecca, which was quite odd so he matched towards where she was, raising his voice a little louder. “Rebecca, did you hear me? I'm looking for*“This?” She completed, holding the exact sweater he was looking for. “I found it on the banister.”“Oh, what would I do without you?” He groaned, pulling the sweater over his head. “Thank you, I was looking all over for it.”“You’re welcome, and in response to your question…nothing. You'd probably do nothing, seeing as you toss things around.” She giggled. “Are you all set? Do you have everything you need?”Sean did a mental checklist of every item he could need and everything checked out. “Yeah, I think so.”“You think so?” She arched a brow. Settling into what Sean would call the ‘Mom phase’ she went around the house, ticking things off with her fingers. “Do you ha
With less than two hours to his departure, Sean ran around making some calls until he was able to buy a ticket for Rebecca, at an extremely high price.He races back to her, holding the ticket triumphantly. “I got it!”Rebecca jumped up from the seat. “How did you even find one of these?”He just smiled. “Got lucky, I guess.” The truth was he saw a man who decided to cancel his flight but persuaded him to buy the ticket instead of getting refunded. It was risky but worth it.“What about clothes?” She reminded him. “I don't have any luggage with me, nothing.”He easily waved off her concerns. “We can easily get you some things when we land, it's too late to go back home and grab some things anyway but in the meantime, you can use mine.”“That’s sweet, thanks.” Her face turned red, and she tucked a stray strand of hair away from her face staring intently at the floor. “Sean excused himself to get some snacks and when he came back, Rebecca was fast asleep.Cradling her against his chest
The shrill ring of her alarm joked Moriah up from her deep slumber with a gasp. Thankfully, she was alone in bed so she didn't have to worry about waking her husband.Pushing away strands of hair from her face, Moriah tried to control her breathing reaching out to her bedside table to stop the beeping.Her heartbeat slowed to normal but she sensed that sleep was far away.Flinging back the bedsheets, Moriah swung her leg over on the bed shuffling her feet into slippers.Glancing at the digital clock propped up on the table, she noticed it was just 6:15.She shrugged the robe over her nightgown, tightening the sash over her midriff.After slashing cold water on her face to properly wake her brain up, Moriah made her way to the kitchen.Her house, just like any of the Lamberts was massive. Eight bedrooms, two master bedrooms, a lounge, a heated pool, and state of the art cinema and game room. It even had a ballroom, not that it saw much action.Except for the few times she had to host
A quick shower made Moriah feel good again and in less than an hour, she was dressed up and ready to go to the company.Caesar wasn't picking up her calls, so she was clueless about what was going on. The only reason why he would schedule such an impromptu meeting is if he had something important to share but if he did, shouldn't it have been run through by her?It was a bit confusing.As she rushed out the door to where her driver was waiting, Adriana called out to her. “Mrs Lambert! You forgot your coat!”Pressing a hand to her chest, she stopped to take it from her. “Oh, thank you! It is freezing out here.”“Do you have any idea what the meeting is about?” She asked.Moriah shook her head. “Not a clue. I have to go now or I'll be late.”“Stay safe!” Adriana called out, hanging back as Moriah rushed into the safety of the bulletproof car, standing by the curb as she watched them go.Fortunately, Moriah didn't have much time to dwell on the mystic nature of the meeting because as soo
Clement didn't look surprised he was positively brimming with excitement as he strolled forward to receive a handshake from Caesar.Caesar's face was unreadable, so Moriah couldn't tell if he was pleased or unhappy with his decision.Clement with a bright smile on his face, puffed his chest out and cleared his throat. “On behalf of Lambert Inc., I must say that you made a very wise decision and I will bring your expectations and hopes to pass.” He said to Caesar, pumping his hand vigorously before turning to face us. His gaze skimmed over Moriah’s latching on to the girl he was sitting next to.She had stars in her eyes as she looked at Clement, leaning forward as though she wanted to touch him.Hmmm, that was interesting.Moriah made a mental note to find out who she was and why Clement was suddenly attached to her.Clement's booming voice intruded into her thoughts and she focused on him once more.“Being the CEO of a company such as this is a huge task, one that many of you doubt