Beverly stood transfixed for some seconds as she could not understand what was going on. She thought that she was probably mistaken, but the events of the previous months played in her head. She wanted to think that it was Alex at first who had been leading her on, but there was a familiarity in the voice. She was beginning to connect the dots. It was not just the voice. It was the consistency with which Jason wanted to find out more about Damian. It was in the way that she would complain of something to him today, and Damian would get it done tomorrow. It was all coming back to her and it was obvious that he had made a joke out of her. She only wanted to know if he wanted to get back at her, probably because of the slap she gave him at the bank on the day they first met."Is this a joke?" She asked him. He shook his head."I know that I need to explain, and I will," he said to her as he proceeded to hold her. She snatched her hand forcefully, and some heads turned in their dire
As he read through the headlines again, his heart shattered into a thousand pieces. College professor indulges in an affair with the billionaire heir, Jason AbbottHe scrolled down, and the news was splashed with photos of him and Beverly from the restaurant. His disguise did not help at all. They noticed that it was him already. It was not just in the news, but it was in the blogs as well. The entire internet was ablaze with pictures of him and Beverly, not just in the restaurant, but at school when he had discussions with her. There was no escaping this, as the picture was more than enough evidence. He looked at Alex for some saving, as usual, but he had nothing to say this time. He seemed to be more concerned about the endless calls and message notifications that kept buzzing nonstop for Jason. Jason, on the other hand, was more concerned about Beverly. He picked up his phone and called her immediately. She did not answer despite the endless ringing. "Is there a way that I
Jason tossed on his bed continuously. He was so restless and could not sleep as he kept thinking of what he would do. The board had agreed, and he was going to do the press release to clear his name. Nobody was thinking about Beverly. She was not their problem, and her reputation or career did not matter so much to them. The company and the entire empire were their priorities. He was torn between two options either going on with the press release or choosing Beverly. He did not know what his father would do if he refused to do the press release. He would probably be disowned, and everything would be taken from him. He will return to the harsh life that he so detested, the one where he had to endure bouts of frustration and rejection. It bothered him so much. That was not an option for him at all. The thought of even getting engaged to Cecilia irritated him so much. He could not imagine the victorious smile on her face if he decided to push on with the conference. As he g
Beverly rolled on her bed from one end to another. It was difficult to be comfortable and act like nothing was bothering her. She was almost going crazy about the events of the past few weeks. It had been almost a week since Jason's press release, and at the moment, she was even ashamed to greet her neighbors. Her face was all over the news as Jason's slut, and it was difficult for her to control the narrative.Everybody would believe Jason over her, and she could understand where the notion came from. She was a single, broke mother, and nobody regarded her at all. Jason, on the other hand, was a billionaire who had everybody wrapped around his fingers because of what he could afford. He had probably even bought the conscience of the media. Today was a Monday morning, and it was the first day of school after the summer break.After the press release, the college sent her an email that said that they were aware of the entire scandal and could not condone the damage it did to the
Jason busied himself with the mini golf course in his office as he waited for the next report on Beverly. He knew already that she was staying with his brother and that she was safe. He knew where she was already, but he dreaded going to see her.When he heard footsteps approaching the office, he braced himself to receive the recent information. Instead, it was Caleb who came in. His countenance changed immediately. "You were not expecting me, right?" Caleb asked him. He kept the golf stick by the side of the door aside and went to sit down. "I just thought it was Alex," he said as he scrambled frantically and uninterestedly through a file. Caleb just watched him, as he already knew what was on his friend's mind."Instead of using all your resources to know what she is doing every minute, I think that you should just go and see her," Caleb suggested."I don't think that she wants to see me," Jason said. He was not even going to pretend that he did not know what Caleb was talking a
Caleb was more concerned about finding out who was responsible for Jason's sabotage than he was about getting Beverly the job Jason wanted to offer her. It was not that he was too concerned about Beverly. He had warned Jason not to go ahead with his agenda because it was going to possibly lead to this issue. He was more concerned about Jason, his best friend, who had suddenly grown cold since he learned that Beverly was struggling and out of a job.He was determined to confirm his doubts that it was Cecilia who took those photos and sent them to the media. All he needed to do was get her phone, and in a minute or less, he would have every piece of information on it transferred to his laptop. When he got to school that morning, he approached Cecilia, who was surprised that he wanted to talk to her. "Jason said that I should ask you the color of the dress you would prefer for your engagement party," he lied, as he had already run out of viable options on what to say to her. Her fa
Beverly woke up earlier than usual and began getting ready for the interview she had. She had been so desperate to get her hands on a job that it did not matter what position she would have to undertake. She was prepared regardless.She had done her research about the company that had reached out to her. She had reluctantly put her CV out there, even though she had been pessimistic about getting any reply. The company was a prestigious one, and even the janitor was earning more than her salary as a college professor for a month. She wondered what had struck them so much about her CV. It was probably just good luck.Sammy was the happier one of the two of them. When she told him about the mail, he was the one who typed her acceptance letter for the interview and took her out later at night for drinks. As she got ready, he came in with a tray that contained some breakfast delicacies. "I never knew you still had money to spare for this," she teased him. "Well, I know that you are
A surge of hate and regret pierced through Beverly as she saw Jason standing before her. She could not believe that she had fallen prey to one of his numerous antics that he had been trying to reach her with for the longest time. "You have to be kidding me," she blurted out and turned around immediately to leave. He held her back immediately and turned her around. "What do you want from me?" She asked him with a surge of emotion. "Have you not done enough damage to my life already?" She asked him again. He just looked on at her. "I just want to help," Jason said with a wave of defenselessness. "I have made it clear to you on numerous occasions that I don't want your help," she said to him. "I know that what I did was wrong, and here I am trying to right my wrongs," he continued, making an effort to ignore her agitation. "I am not interested, Jason, because you are doing it the wrong way," she said."Then tell me how to do it right," he said, reaching out to her and looking her