Liam was already at the table having breakfast with Naya when Rose arrived, scraping the floor with the chair she had pulled out. For the next few minutes, it was the sound of clinking cutlery that rented the air until Rose decided to speak. Clearing her throat, she leaned towards Liam, “Your company is something else these days.” She smacked her lips as she crossed her hand on her chest. “You should pull out Liam. At this rate, I’m scared you're going to lose yourself.” Naya joined in. “What do you mean?” “Stop pretending to be a dunce.” Rose snapped, sending her fist against the table. “Well, it's all good since you were not accused of killing Giovanni.” “Oh, about that.” Liam chuckled a bit. Tugging his hair, he leaned back on his seat as he wiped his mouth with the serviette. “It was an accident, no one killed him.” He said after a while. “I hope it remains that way. You know, I dread watching the news because I'm scared your face would pop up again.” Naya mumbled, chewing
Since it was the weekend, Naya and Rose decided to go shopping, instead of sitting idle at home.Wren had just pulled up beside the mall when Rose grabbed Naya’s arm, nodding at Alaric who was getting out of his car at that time. “I wonder what his mission is this time around. I hope no one gets hurt.” Rose muttered, watching him as he made his way into the building. “Let's go in.” Naya said, pushing the door open but Rose was quick to bang it shut. “If he sees you, he will start running his mouth.” Rose snapped. Rolling her eyes, she added, “I can't stand him, I will tend to hit him across his face.” She huffed while Naya just laughed.“That's exactly what I intend to do too, so we are on the same page.” Patting her shoulder, she went ahead to say, “Running away from him shows we are cowards and we aren't.” “Just be careful, that man is more dangerous than you think.” Wren said he had been listening to their conversation. “Don't worry about us, we will be fine.” Naya replied wi
Sitting opposite Silvan in a bar, Naya had a straw to her lips as she stared out of the window. They had been sitting without saying a word to each other since they arrived and she was getting bored already. Naya was about to break the silence when he cleared his throat and with a sigh of relief, she snapped her head in his direction. “Where have you been?” She asked, her gaze fixed on him. “I just returned from IT training. Remember I'm taking over my family tech company and so I have to be prepared.” He replied with a hint of pride in his tone. Already bored, she couldn't help but ask, “Why are we here?”“That's because I want to speak with you.” Leaning towards her, he clasped his hand on the table, “I wanted to withhold this from you but I can't do that anymore. I have been unable to have a good sleep each time I think about it and it is affecting my mental health.” Not knowing what to say, she raised her brow at him, urging him to go on with his words. “It's about Liam.”
After leaving the shopping mall earlier, Alaric had returned to his office only to learn that he missed his first meeting with his team members. Liam has made him a team leader for the project while Mr. Jones led the other team and him the last. “Sir, we have to start building up our model, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to present a thing at the end of the day.” Bernard, his assistant snapped. He was livid because when he called earlier, Alaric had refused to pick his calls and every attempt to reach out to him was futile. “The project is going to flop, is there a need to exert our effort on it?” Alaric replied in a carefree tone, confusing Bernard in the process. “Pardon!” “Organize the others and commence preparation immediately, once I’m done with the project at hand, I will avail myself for further meetings.” “Okay sir, I will do as you have said.” He replied with a curt bow and then took his leave. Now left to himself, Alaric balled his hand into his fist and then fist p
On arrival at the bar, Alaric was led to the private session where Silvan was waiting for him with a glass of liquor in hand. “You’re here.” He said, adding more cubes to his glass. “Seems you have something interesting to say to me.” Alaric poured himself a glass as he took his seat. Silvan didn't respond immediately as he kept swirling the content of his hand, the cube making a rhythmical sound. “I'm a bit disappointed, you know.” Silvan said, refiling his empty glass. “Why is that?” “Liam keeps tossing you around and… man, it's not funny. You have to do something before it becomes too late.” He said, drumming his finger against the table.“I'm still working on it.” “Nathan was right when he said you can't beat him. He is way too smarter than you are even with your henchmen all over the place.” His words made Alaric livid as he grasped the edge of the table. Trying not to slam back at him, he took a long sip from his glass. “Because of that, Nathan told me the same thing. H
It was time for breakfast, yet, Naya was nowhere to be found. Rose was the first to go fetch her but when she refused to come with her, Liam decided to fetch her himself. Fully dressed for work, Naya stepped out of the room, almost bumping into Liam who was standing behind her door. “Hey, is anything the problem? Please tell me so we can fix it.” “There is no problem, I just want to be left alone.” She replied, forcing a smile at him. “Left alone? There must be a reason.” He pressed on. Her claim was unbelievable and he was determined to find out what exactly the issue is. “Then find the reason.” Brushing past him, she began to head towards the stairs while he stood with his hands resting on his waist, watching her. “What is Alaric cooking this time around?” He muttered. When he couldn't think of anything, he shook his head sideways only to start trailing after her. Naya's heels which clicked the tiles attracted Rose and Dave who were on the table and at once, they turned in h
Grabbing his head with a scowl on his face, Liam snapped, “You did that on purpose right?” He was rubbing his forehead to reduce the swelling.Feigning not to have an idea of what had happened, Dave pushed his free hand forward, “I kept telling you to strap your seatbelt but you wouldn't listen.” “If you have lost a tooth now… you should learn how to make use of your belt.” He smirked, watching Liam do like he had instructed with a frown on his face. Still smirking, he began to tap his fingers on the steering wheel while Liam gloated, casting him angry looks. “I asked a question and I’m not letting it slide until you tell me what I need to know.” Liam snarled, swirling his chair in the opposite direction. They were currently at his office. “What do you want to know? My personal life is none of your business.” Folding his hand on his chest, he titled his head to the side, “What if we are items, what are you going to do?” He leaned over the table. Pushing his chair backwards, Liam
Adding more sugar to his coffee, Sam had his gaze on Silvan who was occupying the couch in his office. “You can make a cup for yourself.” He said, returning to his swivel chair. “No, thanks, I was asked to steer away from caffeine, it makes it difficult for me to sleep.” Silvan replied with a little smile tugging the side of his lips. Sipping from his mug, Sam kept staring at Silvan. “It seems something interesting is scribbled on my forehead.” Silvan said, staring at the screen of his phone. Sam’s incessant stares made him uncomfortable. “Not at all.” He paused, leaving his mug on the table. With his hands clasped in front of him, he leaned forward, “I was just wondering why it happened out of the blue, you know.” He leaned back into his seat, drumming his fingers against his table. “Come on Silvan, don't you think you're going too far with this.” This time around, Sam was on his feet with his hands resting on his waist. Ever since Naya relayed the message of Liam's possible b