Alex's mind raced as he drove aimlessly through the dimly lit streets, seeking solace in the familiar rhythms of the city. With Henry out of town, his usual confidant was unavailable, leaving him adrift in a sea of troubled thoughts. The local bar, his typical refuge in times of distress, seemed like an empty solution tonight. His problems required more than the numbing embrace of alcohol. Almost unconsciously, he found himself steering towards Emily's house, drawn by an inexplicable pull. As he parked across the street, his eyes locked on Emily's window. He sat motionless, his hands gripping the steering wheel, as a war waged in his mind. "She thinks I'm weak already, and I'm yet to convince her that I'm not," he muttered, his voice barely audible in the quiet car."Won't going to her for consolation make her think I'm vulnerable?" A heavy sigh escaped his lips. "I should head back home or anywhere else." He decided, reaching for the ignition. His hand froze midway as anot
Alex was pissed to see that his parents were still at his house. "Maybe I need to remind them that I built this mansion with my hard-earned money." He muttered as he left his bedroom after meeting them sleeping on the bed. He was annoyed that they were discomforting him with their presence in his home. He was barely getting comfortable in the visitor's room when he received a call from Emily. "Hey. I thought you would have gone back to sleep." Alex said, immediately after he had picked up the call. "No. I'm finding it hard to sleep. Have you gotten home?" She asked him. When he told her that he had, she flared up about why he couldn't call to inform her. Before replying, he beamed, knowing that she had never succeeded in masking her true feelings for him, which she thought she was. "I'm sorry. I thought you would have returned to sleep, and I didn't want to wake you again." He explained. After so many teases, she later accepted his apology and asked him if his parent
As dawn broke, Alex stirred from a peaceful slumber, his spirits unusually high. For the first time in a very long time, he had woken up on the right side of the bed. A quiet melody escaped his lips as he dressed. Today was the last day of the big game against Santiago, and he could feel it in his bones—this was the last step to finally topple their long-standing rivals before the grand finale. His parents had left before he woke up. He decided to call Emily before he left home because that day would be a hectic and interesting one. "Hope you slept well, my angel." Emily chuckled at his utterance. "It wasn't for you, but for my baby." He added, which made her roll her eyes. She let out a brief smile. "It wasn't for me, indeed." "What about you? Did you?" He asked her. "Yes. Please don't try stalking me today, just like you've been doing recently. It's creepy." He fell silent at her words, smiling as he understood her perfectly. "Just wait till I'm done wit
Alex's first destination was where Isabella lived. Emily's eyes widened as she opened the door. "Well, who do we have here?" she said, a smirk playing on her lips. He rolled his eyes and thrust his hands deep into his pockets. "Don't flatter yourself, Emily." She straightened her posture, adopting an air of indifference. "What brings you here?" "We need to talk," he stated firmly. She remained in the doorway, neither inviting him in nor stepping aside. He shifted his weight, realising he needed them both seated for the serious conversation ahead. "Aren't you going to invite me in?" he asked, eyebrow raised. She crossed her arms. "I thought you wanted to have your urgent discussion and leave." He held her gaze, not budging from his spot. After a moment of tense silence, she sighed and reluctantly stepped aside, allowing him to enter. As he strode into the room, he glanced around before turning back to her. "Don't you suppose you would offer me a drink?" he sa
"I couldn't believe it when my secretary told me that you were here to see me." Santiago scoffed as Akex entered his office. The visit was the last one he planned for the day before the press conference, followed by the grand finale. "I bet you won't believe the reason I'm here if I tell you." Alex spoke with confidence as he made his way to one of the chairs in front of Santiago. "What is it, Mr. Thornton?" Santiago inquired, curling his lips in derision. Alex crossed his legs against each other. "I believe Mr. Collins relayed my message to you." He looked directly into Santiago's eyes as he spoke. Santiago chuckled. "Where is this confidence of yours coming from, Alex? Have you forgotten what happened the last time that you were confident, thinking you would defeat me in court?" He leaned closer as his voice dropped a little. "Or is it because of the fear of losing your precious Emily..." He paused as he smirked before adding, "To me this time?" Alex clenched his
"Since your company had dropped to the third spot ranking, falling behind your rival's that now occupies what used to be your spot, people have been expecting your company to have reclaimed what was considered its birthright at some point. What do you have to say concerning this, Mr. Thornton." A journalist asked Alex after he had answered some questions thrown at him by some of them. The purpose of the press conference was to announce a contract deal that his company had secured, something he had never done before. Previously, when the company won its biggest contract since its establishment, he had only celebrated with staff members. However, the main reasons for the press conference were to subtly inform the public of his impending move to reclaim his position and to intensify the pressure on Santiago. "As you mentioned, holding the top position and being the leading company in the entertainment industry have been my company's legacy for a very long time, and we intend to maint
The grand ballroom of the Meridian Hotel buzzed with excitement as Santiago's company celebrated its fourth anniversary. Among the audience, Alex stood motionless, his eyes fixed on Santiago holding court near the stage. Days of careful planning had led to this moment. Every detail had been considered, and every contingency had been accounted for. As he watched Santiago laugh and shake hands with people, a cold smile escaped his lips. This lavish celebration—a testament to Santiago's success and influence—would mark the beginning of Santiago's downfall. The time had finally come for Alex to unravel his plan."It's done, sir. They should be there anytime soon." A smile plastered his face as he read the secretary's message. His trust in her had grown steadily, nurtured by her previous assistance. Otherwise, he would not have entrusted her with such a crucial task—the one she was now reporting back on."The moment has arrived," he murmured, his eyes fixed on Santiago, who had just
Alex's thoughts drifted to the upcoming evening with Emily, anticipating the moment when their re-ignited feelings would resume the journey that had abruptly ended in the past.However, before he could focus on that, he needed to address matters with his secretary. This prompted his immediate return to the office after leaving the event that had marked the end of Santiago. As he passed her desk, he instructed her to follow him into his office."Please, sit down," he said, gesturing to one of the empty chairs across from him. She complied, taking a seat.He met her gaze directly, causing her to feel uneasy. Then he began, "Elizabeth, I want to thank you for your help today. I truly appreciate your assistance."Her eyes widened momentarily, surprised by both his words of gratitude and his use of her name—something he had never done before.He chuckled, understanding the reason behind her expression. "I understand." He nodded with a faint smile."I've been getting that a lot from you