Hadley was wise enough not to poke the sleeping bear farther than he could handle, and he retreated glancing down in submission.“Why did you do it?” Sean asked, curious as to what would drive him so far to siphon such huge amounts.“I don't have to answer you.” Hadley spat, defiance in his eyes.Sean put back a smile. “You think so?”He nods, dumbly following what Sean says. “Yes. Even if it is true that you're the Lambert heir and owner of the company, I think you don't deserve it.”Each word was aimed to hit him at the lowest point. Sean's icy facade threatened to crack but he stomped down on his feelings.“Whoever entrusted something so priceless into your hands must be a fool!” Hadley was still talking, driving a wedge between Sean's beliefs.“That's enough!” Sean yelled, his hand raised to punch Hadley.Using every ounce of willpower he had, Sean held back from punching him, his hands hovering a couple of inches above Hadley's face.Nobody moved, enraptured by the scene unfoldin
Sean was so happy that he could kiss Rebecca if he found her.It took a long, extremely slow week before he was able to meet with Moriah but as he walked up the steps of her building, it was worth it.Moriah was only able to confirm her availability a few days ago but it was worth it when he got a message from her, with an address on where to meet.It was a five-star hotel where the likes of billionaires and famous actors or singers were used.Of course, that would be Moriah Lambert's go-to choice.“Sir, your coat?” Sean was stopped by a butler in a fitted suit. It took a minute before Sean understood what he meant, shrugging off his jacket to hand it over to the man.“Thank you.” He murmured.This was his first time being in such a prestigious place, and it took every ounce of willpower not to stand at the center of the lobby with his mouth dropping open in shock.The ceiling was about eight to ten feet tall, giving the environment a royal feeling. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling,
The Next Day….“Sir, right this way.” A fierce-looking man clad in a tight black suit cut his way through the crowd to guide Sean up the stairs.When Moriah got back to him last night- which he didn't expect such a quick response- asking him to meet her at the headquarters, Lambert Incorporated, Sean wasn't expecting such a large crowd gathered outside awaiting him.How the hell did they even know he was here?“What's going on?” Sean straightened his jacket which was slightly rumpled in the crush.A glance at the entrance showed an even larger crowd gathered out front, more people at the entrance. “Word got leaked to the press that you would be turning up here.” The man answered, halting at the elevator.It had a red sign which showed it was in use, so they had to wait a bit.Sean was comfortable with the silence, even though it wracked his nerves skyrocketing his anxiety through the roof. The elevator dinged and opened up seconds later, a woman and a man who all loved you walked ou
The new office Moriah ushered Sean into was way bigger than anything he ever expected.It had floor to ceiling windows with a view that overlooked the city.It was beautiful and very high. Sean was guessing they were on the top floor having used an elevator to get this far.It made him feel bigger in some weird way, the office, it's view…just standing here alone chsnged him.“So, do you like it?” Moriah asked, walking across the room.Sean soun around slowly, taking in the view once more trying to detach himself from the setting as if a stranger walked in.The wall were painted a muted grey, expensive artwork hanging on them. Then to the left was a bookcase filled with books he would term ‘power books'. The ones that elevated your state of thinking, introducing you to the wealthy mindset.There was a huge ask desk smack dab in the middle of the office, as well as a small cabinet.Everything was immaculate and well arranged, waiting for his arrival.Sean made a mental note to have them
Two Months later….“Sir, Sir, wait up!” Rebecca ran after Sean her hand stretched out holding a file. Sean stopped talking and his detail stopped with him too.“What is it, Rebecca, I have to get on the air in less than thirty minutes.” He warned sternly.Fortunately, two months together has taught Rebecca not to take Sean's words to heart, he was quite terrible working under pressure.“I know and um, you're going to need this.” She panted, handing over the file.Sean took it without a word, flipping through its contents. He realized that it was his opening speech and brief of what he had planned to say during the interview.Well damn, that just changed everything.“I had no idea I forgot it.” His face stretched into a smile. “What would I do without you?”“Nothing really, but remember that thought the next time you're angry at me and threaten to fire me.” Rebecca teased, walking backward while simultaneously shooing him away. “You're going to be late…sir.”Sean only nodded, spinning
“Honey, how'd it go with your business deal today?” Mina, Amelia's mother asked David, her father.His lips peel back in a tooth grin, bits of food staining his teeth. “Great! Guess what, we even managed to close the deal.”“Really?” Mina squealed, reaching out to touch David. “Honey, that's good news!” She turned to face Amelia. “Is that true?”Amelia like the ever dutiful daughter nods in accordance. “Yes Daddy, we're proud of you.”Mina kept showering praises on her husband, intoxicated with the sound of dollar bills raining down on her.Amelia just picked up her food, not hungry. Evenings at home were becoming quite boring and repetitive, making Amelia crave something of her own.Dinner was David's favorite, pot roast and turkey.Two horrible things that Amelia hated but she managed to shovel some down her throat so she didn't look ungrateful.“So Amelia honey, what's going on with you? You've been quiet over there.” David popped out the question.Amelia chewed her food slowly, bu
Mina called out to Jason, wanting him to see who was on the screen…the man whom they wrote off a couple of months ago.Amelia's brother, Jason came down the stairs with airpods plugged into his ears. “What is it?”Mina just pointed to the TV, waiting for Jason to catch up.His eyes widened in surprise when he took in Sean sitting there cooly, interviewed before thousands of people. “Yo, isn't that Sean? The slimy dude who didn't marry Amelia?”“Why don't you try and tone it down huh?” David griped, reaching for a glass of juice behind him.Mina patted the seat next to her and Jason sat down. The rest of them were quiet for the next five minutes, listening to Sean speak.It was ironic in a way, months back they would never have listened that attentively.Sean was talking about a new business Lambert Incorporated was working on, and by his estimation, it was worth billions of dollars.A lot of money for a man who hasn't come in contact with it before.Mina watched Sean, an idea sproutin
Jason and Mina perked up, listening to Amelia with rapt attention.“What do you have in mind?” He asked.Amelia shrugged, thinking of anything. “What if we show either the media or him some sort of document to prove that he took the money?”“That'd make a lot of sense. What exactly?”Amelia bit her lip, suddenly sweating even despite the cool temperature. The mechanics of executing a plan like this took more strength and cunningness than she thought possible. “Or maybe she should forget about it?” She tentatively inputted. Amelia wasn't sure she could live down another humiliation like the last time.While the money was tempting enough, her pride and social status were more important.“Having second thoughts?” Jason smirked. “Or you're too chicken to go through with it?”She cut her eyes to him, throwing a glare his way. “Unlike you, some of us have something worth losing.”“Like what?” He asked. “I'm pretty sure nobody cares about you that after what happened, besides they'll be too