The next morning, it was Jane's knock that woke Ryan up."I—we need to talk," she said.He was confused and asked her, "Why? What is it this time?""I'm not here to cause trouble like the last time but to talk. So, can I come in?" She asked, and he let her in. She began after they had sat on the bed. "First, I'd like to apologise for what I did the last time. I'm sorry. I wasn't myself that day."He chuckled. "I've forgotten about that, honestly. I wasn't hurt by that. I've been through worse. Is that all you wanted to say?"Her expression turned more serious. "If you claim you are not upset, then why do you keep doing this to me?"But her utterance threw him into confusion. "What are you talking about? I don't get it," he admitted."Have I ever done anything to you that justifies you constantly humiliating me, making me regret choosing you for this plan—which I already am?""You are not being clear. What do you mean by humiliating you? Why would I do that?" he scoffed."What’s the
It had been over a week since Jane had received her grandmother's ultimatum, and the weight of it was starting to crush her. The deadline loomed closer with each passing day, and her internal struggle was tearing her apart. It was not because she lacked a viable plan, but because the feasible option she had to consider felt utterly unbearable. Hence, it began to affect her daily life. She could not focus on anything else, and the anxiety was starting to seep into every aspect of her routine.That particular morning, Ryan, dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt and was heading out to the office. As he strolled past the dining room, he noticed Jane sitting at the table, her head buried in her hands, as if weighed down by the world.“Jane, I’m off to the company,” he said, but she did not respond or look up. He had grown accustomed to her aloofness and her tendency to act as if he were invisible unless she needed something from him. Normally, he would have let it slide, but today he n
"You all are fired," Ryan announced. The clerk scoffed and faced the MD. "Didn't I tell you that he's crazy?" Everyone nodded in affirmation. "You think I'm crazy?" He chuckled. The MD, still leaning against the desk with a cocky smirk, scoffed. "Yeah, that is exactly what I think, including everyone. Just wait till the guard arrives. I bet you are used to being embarrassed by now, so this should not even bother you."Everyone laughed.Ryan did not respond to their mocking right away. Since he had had enough of their games, he sat down in one of the chairs there, their glares following him as he did.When he finally spoke, his voice was so calm that the laughter stopped immediately."You know," he said, barely looking up as he unzipped the briefcase. "It is funny how quickly things can change."The MD chuckled dismissively. "Yeah, right. What is your point?"Ryan smiled and pulled a slim black folder from the briefcase. He opened it, revealing official company documents. His name
Ryan was excited when his uncle explained the plan to him."Thank you, uncle." He smiled. "I'll handle things on my end. Nothing could be more perfect than this," Ryan said confidently."But how do you plan to get it back without revealing who you are?" his uncle asked, concerned.Ryan chuckled. "I don't know yet, but I will figure it out."His uncle had his doubts, as it seemed impossible to retrieve what they had discussed without exposing Ryan's identity."Whatever you decide, make it quick. There might not be another chance after this," his uncle warned.Ryan reassured him, saying, "Just stick to the plan, and I will take care of the rest on my end.""Is that all?" his uncle asked."For now.""For now? Do you think you can keep using me like this in my old age while you hide in the shadows? You don’t even care about my well-being, do you?" His uncle snapped.Ryan chuckled and teased his uncle. "Is that a subtle way of telling me that you miss me and want to see me?"His uncle's v
After a long day sorting paperwork, Ryan finally returned home.He walked into the dining room where Jane and Lauren were chatting over dinner, but they immediately went quiet when he stepped in.The tension in the air was palpable, like stepping into the calm before a storm. Still, he decided to act casual, flashing a smile as he greeted them."Weren't you supposed to be that the office today?" Jane asked him, noticing his casual outfit, despite the briefcase in his hand."I did," he replied.When they questioned how he got back, pointing out that he did not taken his car, he casually told them he took public buses, surprising them."Why put yourself through that?" Jane asked, confused.He just shrugged. "It’s no big deal. I just felt like it. Kinda missed that life."The disbelief was evident on their faces, but he was too hungry to care. As he headed to his room, he asked Lauren to serve his meal and said he would return after freshening up.He joined them later, but they had alre
Ryan was about to leave the mansion, his keys in hand, when Jane suddenly opened the passenger door and slid into his car."Aren't you heading to the bank?" she asked, her eyes fixed ahead. "Lauren convinced me to follow you. Did you think you have the chance of getting the loan without my help?" She didn’t bother looking at him.He didn’t respond, just turned the ignition, and they rolled out of the mansion."Well, we shall find out," he thought inwardly.They arrived at the Galaxy Bank. Jane strutted ahead, her gown hugging her figure perfectly and her designer handbag radiating wealth and class, while Ryan kept it simple in his simple t-shirt and denim jeans. Heads subtly turned in their direction as they walked, most eyes lingering on Jane.He leaned closer and whispered in her ear. “Is this how you turn heads everywhere you go, or am I just overthinking how beautiful you look right now?”She shot him a sideways glance but didn’t say a word, keeping her pace steady as they conti
After Ryan left Brian’s office, Jane pleaded with Brian to approve the loan for Ryan once the guard was gone, but Brian refused.“There’s only one way I’ll change my mind,” Brian said, leaning in to kiss her.But before he could, Jane pressed her hand against his chest and pushed him back slightly, taking a small step away.He smirked. "That is the only way I can make that happen, Jane."He then walked back to his seat."You have my contact. Let me know when you are ready. If you want it done right now, we can do a quickie. What do you say?” He smirked.But Jane did not respond. Instead, she stormed out of the office, silently cursing him under her breath. This was exactly why she had not found a man she truly wanted. Every guy she had met or who had proposed to her was only after her body—none of them checked the boxes she cared about.“If I had known he was the new manager, I wouldn’t have followed Ryan here,” she muttered, frustrated, as she headed outside. She assumed Ryan would
"Someone who gets things done," Ryan smirked. Jane, still shaken by recent events, could not help but ask another question as they drove home."How did you get the cops to show up so quickly without going to the station to file a report?" she inquired, curiosity evident in her voice.He glanced at her with a smile. "Don't you remember someone's been hanging around the police station a lot lately?""As it turns out, a high-ranking officer appreciates how I've been playing hero to stop awful things—unlike you—and we've become acquainted," he added.When she pressed him about the cop's identity, he smirked. "Why are you so eager to know who it is?"Deciding not to push the issue further, she fell silent, her mind racing with unanswered questions. Her thoughts were interrupted when he spoke again."I think it will be better to visit your grandmother tomorrow morning to tell her about this. I think she would be impressed to hear about this. Who would have thought we could pull it off?" he