Camila's brows raised as she glanced in Abraham's direction, she caught a glimpse of interest in his eyes but instantly felt revolted, and decided she didn't want to engage him, “A hundred and fifty.”…The after-party was in full swing, with champagne flowing and deals being made. The winners were congratulated, and the losers were already planning their next move. Abraham Connor stood at the far end of the private bar drowning his glass of wine with a sour look on his face. He could not believe he let his guard down and let himself get humiliated, all because of some woman who had such a striking resemblance with his mother. Although not physically but personality they were almost alike. The part when Camila had pulled the thumbs up stunt, he could remember clearly his mother doing something so similar to that except hers was not a thumbs up, and instead, her mother had been holding up a fuck you finger. He then let himself get distracted and controlled by his sentiments which had
Frank sat in front of the television watching Sheila's movements intently. He could not believe it, he scoffed. While he had been struggling to save his ass from a crazy bitch after his life and meanwhile this crazy ass bitch was attending her party looking like the most proper person in the world. Frank's gaze moved to the person standing beside Sheila and shook his head, he felt bad for the poor man he did not know what he was getting himself involved with. That woman standing beside him was going to land him in trouble and ruin his life.He could remember the first time he met Sheila, he had thought her to be the most respectful and well mannered girl in the entire room. Her carriage had been very different from any other woman that was in that. He had not even approached her immediately and just stayed in the corner watching her watch other people_ back then Frank had thought it was because she had been new to the society and was simply shy and scouting for potential friends. But
“I'm certain you did more than just ladies’ business there. You talk, I talk, fair game.” Abraham said, watching her carefully.Sheila sat still almost holding her breath as she tried to match up Abraham's look but she ended up being the one to look away first, no surprise there actually. She snorted, eyeing him. Abraham does not seem like someone who knew anything about fair games or anything related to it, and she wondered if she should trust him. But then that would be playing into his game. “Well, what do you say, my dear?” Abraham said politely but Sheila caught a hint of impatience behind his attempt for a sweet voice. Sheila sighed with resignation, there was no need holding back anymore, was there? She was already sucked into this and the only choice she had now was to keep on trusting the one thing they had in common which was their brewing hatred for Keith Thompson.“Fine, I ran into some woman's trouble in the restroom, but I would not have done that if not because they p
Keith's attention was moved from the file in front of him when he heard a loud squeak. He relaxed a little when he realized that he recognized the voice.“Keith,” Camila squeaked, rushing into Keith's office with a wide smile and an excited look which took Keith's attention off his work completely.“Camila,” he greeted, eyeing her suspiciously. “Please don't tell me you have not gone to the bank yet.”Camila's smile weaned a bit and her eyes widened a fraction more. “Oh shit, I forgot that.”Keith scowled then shook his head with a deep sigh.“Do not shake your head at me and don't you dare sigh too, I already tried throughout yesterday. I need a vacation,” she whined as she slumped onto a seat. “Are you hearing yourself? This is finally the climax of the business we want and now you want a vacation?” Keith said, shaking his head with disappointment.Camila eyed him and there was a moment of silence before she opened her mouth to speak again, “So does that mean I'm not going to be gr
“Are you going to start talking already? You are keeping me waiting, you know.”Keith heaved a sigh, there was really no escaping this.Camila pinned Keith down with narrowed eyes. There has been something bothering Keith for a while now, and she has tried the easy to try to get out of him but he was so insistent on keeping whatever was bothering him to himself, which has been getting her pissed for a long time now but she could not bit down on her tongue much longer and so she lashed out. The time she began angry about his silence was the day of the auction, and while everyone was supposed to be celebrating their victory that had been what she had been expecting from Keith too, he did make the best impression and made the most sales, even got so much recognition afterwards. At first, Keith had been acting right like he was supposed to but then halfway through the party his mood had suddenly changed and it was obvious that he had something that was weighing his mind down during the ev
Camila shook her head, laughing at herself. Keith immediately joined in on her laughter, scanning her face with an incredulous expression.“Seriously, Camila. It would have taken more than a jewelry set to get me bankrupt, you can be rest assured,” Keith said between his laughter.Camila scoffed, “I do not care about your money, I have more than enough to take care of both of us until we are both old and wrinkled.”Keith caressed the back of her hand with his thumb, a smile spreading over his face. “Old and wrinkled huh?” He wiggled his brows mockingly at her although his eyes shone with content. “I believe I have an idea what your dreams of me involve.”Camila blinked, “And what is that?” “Marriage obviously, first you discussed honeymoon and now you mentioned old and wrinkled, I'm sure your dream is filled with wedding bells and white gowns,” Keith said, taking her hand to his mouth so he could kiss it. Camila raised a brow at him and looked nothing like someone who was going to m
Camila shook her head, laughing at herself. Keith immediately joined in on her laughter, scanning her face with an incredulous expression.“Seriously, Camila. It would have taken more than a jewelry set to get me bankrupt, you can be rest assured,” Keith said between his laughter.Camila scoffed, “I do not care about your money, I have more than enough to take care of both of us until we are both old and wrinkled.”Keith caressed the back of her hand with his thumb, a smile spreading over his face. “Old and wrinkled huh?” He wiggled his brows mockingly at her although his eyes shone with content. “I believe I have an idea what your dreams of me involve.”Camila blinked, “And what is that?” “Marriage obviously, first you discussed honeymoon and now you mentioned old and wrinkled, I'm sure your dream is filled with wedding bells and white gowns,” Keith said, taking her hand to his mouth so he could kiss it. Camila raised a brow at him and looked nothing like someone who was going to m
Camila frowned as she stared down at get now blackened phone screen, her brows knitted together in confusion and unsure of what to think of the situation on the ground. At first, she had thought it was a mistake but now it was certain that someone was trying to scare her. This had stated the day she was allegedly been angry with Keith which happened to be yesterday, but then someone_ an anonymous, unregistered number has been calling her at random times and sometimes even at auspicious times, like this time for instance. It was barely six in the morning and it had been the call that had interrupted her deep slumber. The annoying part was that the idiot would call and although using different numbers just for her to pick up give radio silence at the other end until she got frustrated and hung up. But that does not stop this idiot from calling again. Today was the most unbearable, she had finally been able to get some sleep after her whole argument with Keith all thanks to their resolvi