"I told you not to turn around." Slade scolded, but Candyce didn't break the gaze. Her eyes remained glued to Slade's chest. When Slade saw her reaction, he slowly looked down at his own chest. There were at least five long scars that were inter-connected across his chest. These scars used to be gores that were filled with flesh over the course of time. When Candyce saw this, she couldn't help but be scared and terrified. What could have happened to Slade that left so many scars all over his chest?She slowly started to reach her hand out. She was scared but curious. Slade didn't stop her. He realised that she was already too smitten to be pulled back. The tip of her finger touch the first crack in his skin. She shuddered when she registered the touch. Slowly, she gained some confidence and began to trace her finger through the hollow of that scar till she got to the T-junction of scars on his chest. She gasped. She lifted her gaze to look at him. His eyes were dark and cold. H
A stem of rage shot up inside Candyce as soon as she heard the voice. There were two major reasons why she was getting so mad. The first was because she had just heard the voice of a lady. As if that was not enough, the lady had proceeded to use endearing words and remarks to address Slade. She started to think of who the caller could be. The caller had just talked about some party. She could recall vividly that she and Slade were on their way to a birthday party! Could the organiser of this party be calling Slade?Could it really be the perfume girl? Candyce was having a hard time coming to terms with her thoughts. If the perfume girl was actually calling Slade, what does that go to prove? Could it be that Slade is in a relationship with someone else? Could Slade really be a two-timer? Was he planning on playing her?Candyce had a lot of thoughts flying from one corner of her brain to the other. "Don't give me cold shoulders, sweetie. It's been a day or two since the last incide
Mariana saw Vixton talking to someone but she didn't know who the person was. She only saw the backview of the person. "Don't you think that is Slade?" A feminine voice said beside her. "Are you dumb? What Slade!" She scoffed. "Didn't you see how well that man is dressed. Where would Slade get the money to afford such luxury! Not in this lifetime. Not even if he repeated twenty lifetimes." She scoffed. All of a sudden, Mariana stopped laughing and turned to look at the person she had been talking with. "Celia!!!" She exclaimed when she saw her cousin. "What the hell are you doing here? Who told you that you could come?" She scolded. "Do you hate me that much, Marian? How could you say cruel things like that?""I'm just worried about you. Why did you even bother to come when you know that you won't be allowed in?" Mariana didn't stop for a moment. "Did you stop to think that this party is an exclusive one? Admission is strictly based on invite!" Celia looked hurt by the continous
"My name is Dexter Havill, and I would love to keep your company today." Dexter offered, reaching his hand out to Candyce. Candyce didn't take his hand. Instead, she was rather infuriated that someone out of nowhere had the effrontery to make such an offer to her. Candyce was not the type to swoon over men that came her way. In fact, she has had a lot of wealthy men, and their children make an assembly just to get into her good books. Every passing day, her list of suitors was continuously updated. She had never for once taken it seriously. She wanted to be able to choose for herself. She was sick of them."Did he just call himself Dexter? Is that really Dexter?" Some girls were muttering as soon as Dexter stepped forward. "He is the grandson of the patriach of the Havill family. The only son of Calvin Havill." Another person added. When Dexter heard the people talking about him, all he did was smile. The fact that the people knew whom he was meant that they would respect him. If
Mariana was saying all this because she wanted to get into the good books of Candyce. She knew who Candyce was! And she wanted to use this to the best of her abilities. Her plan was that if she gets close to Candyce and gets into her good book, then she can get to hold a personal conversation with Candyce. Having a personal conversation with Candyce meant that she would be able to ask Candyce about the boss of her father. This way, she would slowly close in the gap and, in no time, meet with the mysterious man. To seduce the mysterious man would be the easiest thing ever. She always has her way. She had her way with Vixton. All she would need right now is some sharpening of skills, and then the rest would be history. There was a broad smile on her face as she said all those things to Candyce. Her eyes were locked in with Candyce. Candyce was also staring directly into her eyes. Candyce wanted to lash out at her when she started out with the speech, but when Mariana mentioned som
Candyce's jaws dropped so hard that she couldn't find the willingness to pick them up. There were a lot of things she had expected, but what just happened didn't fall into the top hundred of her list. Mariana had her mouth widely opened and was gasping for breath when she saw this. There was no way in the whole wide world that what had just happened was what it really seemed like. Mariana was thinking about everything she could get her mind on. Slade? The same Slade she knew? The pushover Slade whom she left for Vixton?!How in the world did Slade come any close to Amelia, let alone getting so acquainted? A hug? Slade got hugged by Amelia?!They had all just watched how Amelia openly addressed Slade and threw herself at him with no sense of hesitation at all. Vixton was clueless as well. Dexter, on the other hand, was trying to understand what the situation was. When he had seen Slade with a beautiful lady like Candyce, he had thought that Slade might be an important person, but h
Slade was constantly looking around as soon as he walked into the hall. He didn't really care much about how radiant, lively, opulent, and utopian the hall looked. Amelia must have spent a fortune to organize this place and doll it up to this standard. Slade looked from one angle to the other. There was no trace of Candyce. "Where did she go?" He wondered, constantly looking around. He could swear on his life that he saw her walk into the hall. "Or could there be another exit?" He didn't know what else to think. Perhaps after walking through the front door, she made an exit through another door. Slade was tempted to go and ask one of the men-in-black who were hanging around the corners of the hall, keeping eyes on the event and making sure that there was no problem or drama. Suddenly, he recalled that he could do this all by himself. He had been so worried that he almost forgot that he could use the Vyion Eye to locate Candyce. He decided to activate the Vyion Eye and then sta
Even Candyce, who was still very much mad at Slade, gasped when the random man pointed at Slade. "Huh?" Slade was still trying to understand where something went wrong. He recalled that for a moment, he was in lost in his thoughts and didn't hear what the grim man was saying. He didn't snap out of his thoughts until the grim man mentioned something about an auction. Slade had been trying to put his head around it when all of a sudden the random man was pointing at him. Slade looked away from the man for a second to the other four men, he could see all of them smirking, too. It was either they were also in on this or they were happy to see that Slade was put on a spot. Amelia on the other hand was quite worried, too. She only knew that Slade was the driver of the family of Lord JK. Wasn't that why she had invited him to her party in order to use him to get close to the family?"He's screwed." Mariana scoffed. She had been brooding over what happened outside the hall. But right n