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
Sean arrived at the headquarters, immediately escorted up to his office where his client was waiting.Rebecca was too good at her job, keeping the client entertained until he arrived.After apologizing for the time wasted, they got down to business Sean managed to convince the man to give in to their project.Time flew past quickly and two hours later, they sealed the deal after signing the papers, Sean had his man safely escort him down to his car.Everywhere was quiet, the silence eating at him. It was way past closing hours, and Rebecca left shortly after he arrived.Now that there was no one to impress, Sean pulled off his tie and jacket, unbuttoning his shirt so he could breathe, contemplating if he needed to leave.While he had a big and beautiful house, being there all alone reminded him how empty it was.No one other than his housekeeper has ever visited and it made him sad on some level.Twirling his glass, Sean watched the amber-colored liquid swirl in its confined space, de
“About what?” Sean arched his brow, folding his hands against his chest. “How crazy, manipulative, and what entitled assholes the bunch of you are?”Jason bristled, taking a step further his hands balled into fists by his side. “Say another word, and you'll be eating through a straw for the next two weeks!”Sean was tempted to take him up on his offer, but the flash of movement behind Mina and Jason reminded him of how much that would cost him.He wasn't just Sean Lambert, but an assistant CEO of Lambert Inc. A dent in his image would directly affect the company's.To his surprise, Mina was the one who reacted first placing a hand on her son's arm.“That's enough, we're not here to fight.” She murmured, drawing his back.Jason obeyed instantly, stepping down.Sean was uncomfortable with how it was all playing out. Everything seemed too good, almost like it was scripted.They might have planned things out before coming here.“What are you here for then?” He questioned, ready for this s
Reporters and various camera lights started to flash, each person speaking over the other trying to be heard.It was chaos.It got so bad that some even tried to step on each other, pushing others out of the way to shove Mike in our faces.Jason and Mina were already facing the crowd, milking the attention by answering their questions with what he had no doubt were well-rehearsed and carefully selected answers.Sean's nostrils flared in anger, unable to stomach the insults.How dare they?When they saw that Sean wasn't responsible, more people turned towards Mina and Jason badgering them with questions.Sean glimpsed a blinking red light on someone's camera, reminding him that they were live, this entire thing was transmitted to TV stations.Urghhhh, fuck!The whole thing was stressing his brain out, so much so that it was on the verge of being shut down.That was when he decided he had had enough.“Alright, that's it!” He bellowed, clapping his hands together to gain everyone's atten
Sean could hardly believe his eyes, his mind running at a million miles per hour trying to figure out how to mitigate the damage.The annoying parts were that the blogs were portraying his bad sides, circulating the clip where he looked guilty and not showing the one where he tried to speak up for himself.Reading the comments was even worse. People blamed him, siding with Amelia's family. Many times, he was tempted to post something debunking the claims but he knew that would only add fuel to the flames, and give their lies more traction.Sean shot a message off to Rebecca, powering his devices down after telling her to push back his appointments.All he wanted was a fucking break.Already, a headache the size of an anthill was forming at the base of his skull.Fixing himself a quick breakfast made of scrambled eggs and toast, he popped aspirin in his mouth washed it down with water, and promptly went to lay down.But even with his eyes closed, Sean couldn't get his mind to shut off
Sean paced around, his brain heating up.“What do you mean by consequences?!” He turned around suddenly, asking Moriah. “I just told you that I didn't do anything. Amelia and her family probably got it into their head that this would be some sort of punishment for not going through with the wedding.”Moriah sighed, standing up from her seat. “I believe you and I trust you.” A sneer appeared on her face, her lip curling in annoyance. “Besides, I always knew that Cruz girl was shady.”Sean's eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”“How do you think I found you at that courthouse that day?” She asked.“I don't know. Maybe you-” “Ever since the ban got lifted and we could come back to the States, I've been keeping track of you, tracing your movements…that was how I knew about the wedding.” She cut in. “When I found out you wanted to get married, I did the only thing any protective mother would do…I did a background check on Amelia. That was how I knew what a cunny and greedy girl she was, her
Stretching out his suit jacket, Sean let out a shuddering breath waiting for the car that was supposed to come to pick him up.Heeding Moriah's words, Sean didn't turn down the invitation and mentally prepared for the day to come, informing Rebecca to handle things at the company and only divert important calls to him since he wouldn't be available.Nerves wracked his body, as he let checking out the window for any sign of the car.There has been no word from Moriah, not even after he texted her about the mail but then again…she could be dealing with the blowout.Speaking of which, Mina and Jason's little take had only gotten more popularity as time went on. The annoying thing is that they had the balls to go on separate interviews with some station, spouting off more lies.Sean's hands were tied due to his affiliation with Lambert Inc., so his opinions or wants didn't matter.A car horn shook him out of his depressing thoughts and Sean looked up to see a black limousine idling on the
“I'm sorry, I don't understand what you meant.” Sean cocked his head.“Yes, you do.” The smile on the man's face sent chills running down his spine. “Caesar, just tell him and stop playing with the little guy.” An older man from the left grumbled.Caesar nods. “Very well, as you very well know…we're quite a prestigious family who has remained obscure for the better part of a decade. The limelight brings a lot of things to light…things we prefer to stay hidden. So, you're going to apologize to the Cruz family for your mistake and pay them back the money you stole.”“What?!” The question was out of his mouth before he could stop it. “Why would I do that?” He glanced at Moriah. “Mom, didn't you tell them?”“Didn't she tell us what?” Another man with bushy eyebrows spoke up.Moriah fixed with a stern look. “Sean honey, that's not what matters right now. All you just have to do is obey Caesar and every other thing is water under the bridge.”“You would do well to heed your mother's advice