Keith nodded in agreement, watching the woman seated before with intent concentration. Mrs. Genevieve was the next oldest member of his family's business line after Mr. Kevin and as Keith took in her figure he suspected she was older than Mr. Kevin, her skin was more wrinkled and her movements slower. Mrs. Genevieve was nice and graceful, her aura screaming someone who grew up with money and is still swimming in it.“Your mother used to tell me so much about you, Keith and it's great to finally meet you” Mrs. Genevieve smiled at Keith, taking a sip from her wine. Keith flashed her a polite smile back, “I can't say my parents ever told me about you Mrs. Genevieve but it is still an honor meeting you.”Mrs. Genevieve nodded, “It's about time you take your position, we have long awaited this moment.”“I am also looking forward to this experience and looking forward to learning from all of you.” Keith held out his glass and Mrs. Genevieve hurriedly raised hers to clink it together. “And
Keith heaved a sigh of relief and turned his head to acknowledge Sheila, he glared at her and her company. The Hockings were going overboard with this, disrespecting his associates. It had been the same with Mr. Hockings and Mr. Peter and this annoyed Keith a lot.Sheila leveled his glare, completely unshaken, and her amused grin grew. “Looks like we got Thompson angry.”Jenny scoffed, “Kinky bastard.” She reached for a glass of wine from a passing waiter. “He must really care for the bitch, isn't that cute?” Keith glanced around watching as heads snapped in his direction and then leaned in to whisper. He needed to get rid of them, and fast. “What do you want?” He knew there was no point asking this but he did anyway. The sooner they were done embarrassing him the sooner they left.Sheila scoffed, “Don't sound so mad Thompson, I'm not even here for you and yet you are acting like I'm obsessed with you.”Jenny giggled, putting her empty glass on Keith's table, “She is not obsessed,”
Mrs Genevieve paused as she watched three men run towards her. She recognized them, they all happened to be in her security team, and the man in the center happened to be the head of the department. She smiled to herself, their timing was perfect and now she didn't have to stress herself looking for them. “Ma'am, are you alright?” Her head security quizzed, his expression marred with worry as he took in her figure.“Why wouldn't I be okay?” She fired back, craving another glass of wine.“We heard about the commotion with the ladies but we had been dealing with other issues,” the head of security explained with a somber look. “We apologize for our absence. We promise it won't happen again.”Mrs. Genevieve didn't bat her lash as the three men bowed, mumbling their sorry.“I was coming for you guys actually,” she caught the way they all visibly winced and she immediately clarified, “It has nothing to do with your absence, relax jeez. I can handle myself just fine.” The men peeped at ea
Keith threw his head back and let out a laugh. “She just won't take the hint.”Camila's eyes narrowed on Keith who appeared to be too calm despite his ex-girlfriend's confrontation. She watched as he brushed the stray strands away from his face. “Your ex is so problematic. She didn't know that was your party, did she?*Keith thought about the answer to give her and he nodded hopefully she won't ask for an explanation. “No.”“And she doesn't know how wealthy you are?” Camila asked but Keith could tell that she already knew what the answer would be.Keith nodded, “Yes, for several reasons.”Camila smirked and emptied her wine glass, “Shall we?” She nudged her head at the stairs, “I'm in the mood for more wine.”“Yeah me too, let's go.”Keith gulped down nothing and silently agreed. He needed a drink for liquid courage so he wouldn't back down when he wanted to ask her to dance. He wondered what could be on Camila's mind as they silently made their way down the spiral stairs and as they
Keith threw his head back and let out a laugh. “She just won't take the hint.”Camila's eyes narrowed on Keith who appeared to be too calm despite his ex-girlfriend's confrontation. She watched as he brushed the stray strands away from his face. “Your ex is so problematic. She didn't know that was your party, did she?*Keith thought about the answer to give her and he nodded hopefully she won't ask for an explanation. “No.”“And she doesn't know how wealthy you are?” Camila asked but Keith could tell that she already knew what the answer would be.Keith nodded, “Yes, for several reasons.”Camila smirked and emptied her wine glass, “Shall we?” She nudged her head at the stairs, “I'm in the mood for more wine.”“Yeah me too, let's go.”Keith gulped down nothing and silently agreed. He needed a drink for liquid courage so he wouldn't back down when he wanted to ask her to dance. He wondered what could be on Camila's mind as they silently made their way down the spiral stairs and as they
Keith kept his eyes on Camila as she spoke to one of the guests about her work. He watched how her eyes brimmed with pride each time the man complimented her, the way her resolve would go down a little when she laughed. She seemed less stiff, a clear sign she was relaxed. But the reason Keith was not fuming with jealousy while she conversed with another man was because he caught her glance in his direction more than once as she talked with the other man. Whenever he would meet her gaze his chest filled with a sense of pride that she was acknowledging him. But that didn't mean he still didn't want to bury his fist into the man's face for using up part of the time he was supposed to be spending with Camila. “Pretty girl you've got there,” Keith reluctantly dragged his gaze off Camila and twirled around to face Mrs. Genevieve. She was dressed in another dress from the one she had on earlier, he noted and her makeup was also now lighter and neutral looking.“Thank you. You did an excel
It's been a week since the incident at Keith's party and things have been going great with Keith. Not only has he not run into the Hockings family, his businesses were doing great, and things with Camila were going great. They have had more meetings and he could feel that Camila was more comfortable with him. Anytime they were together she would tease him and tell him about her day he listened to her rant about her work. She no longer kept their conversations strictly business and she seemed more inclined to have conversations with him.Keith leaned into the cushion of the car seat and glanced out the window. His life was going well and he couldn't wait for it to get better. And that will be happening sooner when he gets started on his revenge plan. The car finally pulled over to a stop and his driver announced his arrival at his destination. “Thank you,” he mumbled and pushed the door open to get out of the car. A gust of wind welcomed him as he stepped out of the car, the warm feel
All eyes turned to Sheila where she stood poorly hidden behind the pillar, her eyes grew wide with fear as the armed men positioned themselves to face her and aimed their weapons at her. She gulped down nothing, the hair at the back of her neck was standing straight and a shudder went down her spine.This is not good, Sheila thought to herself, glancing around swiftly for an escape. Her gaze met briefly with Keith who sat with his legs crossed regarding her with a smile that made Sheila realize she had indeed made the wrong move coming in, she should have listened to Frank. “There is another one, boss,” A firm voice snapped everyone's attention from Sheila, and Sheila's eyes grew wide, the last ounce of hope she had deserting her as a man in a black suit shoved Frank into the center, holding him at gunpoint.She thought of making a run for it, but the cold metal that was pressed against her lower back killed the plan faster than a lighted matchstick. “Put your hands up where I can s