The next day came. Seraphina stood at the entrance of the Maverick Corporation. She swallowed her saliva, gazing upwards at the building’s imposing structure that rose majestically into the sky.“Sera, breathe,” she tried to calm herself.Inside, a stunning atrium rose high into the air, surrounded by lush greenery and flooded with natural light. Marble, steel, and glass created a luxurious atmosphere, while cutting-edge facilities and innovative artwork inspired creativity and progress. Seraphina had to admit, the Maverick Corporation's iconic building was a landmark of success and ingenuity.She walked over to the receptionist’s table.“Good day, how may I help you?”“Hi, I am Seraphina Lockwood representing the Lockwood Company, and I am here to submit a proposal for the construction contract.”The receptionist took a quick look at the screen before her, scanning through names and reservations.“Good morning, Mrs. Seraphina Lockwood, we...”“I'm sorry I understand that I don’t ha
Seraphina entered the office.The door was closed behind her by the attendant that ushered her in. Now it was just her and a young lady who was on the phone, standing by the table on the other side of the room. It was Grace Pemberton.“Seraphina Chase?” Grace asked, partially still on the phone.“Pardon?” Seraphina said, taken aback by such a glaring name error.“You're Seraphina Chase?” she restated, as she cut off from the phone.“No, I am Lockwood, Seraphina Lockwood,” Seraphina clarified.“Oh, forgive my mistake.” Grace walked over to her, apologized, and gave her a handshake.“It’s alright. I am just happy to be here,” Seraphina shook her hand and replied. But the thought of it still plagued her:Why would the Assistant CEO of Maverick Corporation refer to her by her husband’s last name?Throughout their marriage, Seraphina had never once used Alexander’s last name along with hers. So how did Grace Pemberton know or rather mistake her surname for her husband’s?“Come, have a seat,
There was a celebration banquet at the Lockwood mansion. Everyone was filled with merriment and excitement. Even though it had been twenty-four hours already, many still found it impossible to believe what had happened.How in the world was Seraphina able to not only secure the Maverick contract but also convince them to double the budget allocation? It was nothing short of a fiscal miracle.The entire hall echoed with congratulations and pleasant smiles as Seraphina walked into the banquet hall, hand in hand with her mother, Caroline. Ever since her husband Luther Lockwood’s death, Caroline rarely attended any of the Lockwood functions and events. She always felt out of place, like an intruder in a family she no longer belonged to. But today was different. Today was the biggest moment of her daughter's life, and she couldn’t dare to miss it for the world. Caroline would wear her skin inside out rather than miss out on the spotlight for herself. Alexander, on the other hand, was o
24 Hours Ago**Jerry Fisher stormed out of Maverick Corporation, filled with rage, contempt, and jealousy toward Seraphina. Most of all, he was panicking. How on earth was he going to explain to the Board of Directors and the heads of the Fisher family that he had lost a two hundred million dollar contract?The Fishers had already arranged a settlement with the Bishops to increase their chances of securing the contract. Now, not only had he failed to get the contract, but the settlement with the Bishops had also gone to waste.Jerry stormed into his car and drove off, his mind far from the road as he tried to come up with a believable explanation to give to his superiors and to himself. He thought of many, but none seemed to make enough sense.Then, suddenly, it hit him. A few days ago, he had heard rumors of Ethan Bishop offering a certain someone the Maverick contract in exchange for their hand in marriage. He had also heard that the deal didn’t go through.But what if it did? It wo
Seraphina followed Lady Lockwood’s right-hand aide into her personal office chamber. Inside were Lady Lockwood herself and three other Lockwood family elders. The room had an eerie atmosphere, with dim lighting that gave it more of a coven chamber vibe than an office.“Grandma, you sent for me?” Seraphina said, her head bowed.“Yes, Seraphina, please have a seat,” Lady Lockwood replied.Seraphina took her seat. It was positioned a few meters in front, facing Lady Lockwood and the elders, as if she were on trial and they were the judges.“Seraphina, I want to start by stating how much we appreciate the sacrifice you made to secure the Maverick two hundred million dollar contract. The entire Lockwood family is in your debt,” Lady Lockwood said solemnly.‘Here she goes with the sacrifices bullshit again,’ Seraphina thought to herself.“As flattering as your compliment may be, I can assure you that I made no sacrifices whatsoever in securing this contract. All I did was visit Maverick Cor
That night, Ethan Bishop was at the VIP lounge of the Crimson Shot Bar, one of the most luxurious and elite bars in all of Pantheon Valley. He was there with a couple of friends, celebrating a new international deal acquisition he had made, thanks to his earlier interview. He was having the time of his life when suddenly—“Ethan Bishop, for someone so bold and audacious, you really are an easy man to find,” a voice said.Ethan Bishop's heart skipped a beat before he raised his gaze to see who had spoken. It was Jacob Harrington.“Jayy, my man!” he beckoned excitedly.Jacob and Ethan had known each other for quite some time. They had fought for the same causes and opposing ones. For lack of a better word, they were frenemies.“Come on, have a seat! Join us,” Ethan Bishop invited cheerfully.“I was hoping to speak to you alone,” Jacob said.“Really? Is it that important?” Ethan Bishop asked, reluctant to leave the party just yet.“Presumably so, I’m afraid,” Jacob explained.“Can’t it w
Driven by fear, Ethan Bishop drove to his safe house, located on the outskirts of Pantheon Valley.“Sir, who was your assailant?” Ethan Bishop’s right-hand man in charge of the safe house asked.“I have no idea,” Ethan replied.“It’s probably a hitman or a mercenary. Do you know who would want to take you out so badly they’d hire one?”“Which of them wouldn’t? I’ve made so many enemies, I’ve lost track of the count. But I do know this: whoever or whatever that was, he’s not done. He just gave us a head start, and that, my friend, was a big mistake.”Ethan Bishop’s safe house was a three-story building armed with at least twenty guards at all times. Each of the rooms and floors could only be accessed by specific people, depending on their security clearance level. Ethan Bishop’s safe room was an underground bunker accessible only via an elevator from the highest room in the building. As Ethan looked around his safe house, his mind flashed through the sequence of the earlier occurrence
Ethan Bishop looked at his phone. It was a text from Caroline Lockwood, Seraphina’s mother. The message read:“Sir Ethan Bishop, I beg of you to denounce the rumor circulating between you and my daughter, Seraphina. I am sure it’s all a big misunderstanding. Please Sir Bishop, I am certain we can come to some sort of arrangement.”Ethan Bishop felt disgusted and infuriated reading the text. “The audacity of that woman,” he vented.Here he was, two floors away from death, and she dared to send him such an irrelevant message. Why was everyone so hell-bent on making him look like a fool by asking him to denounce the rumors he had already indirectly confirmed as truth?Caroline’s plea, he could understand. But what was so special about Seraphina Lockwood that even Jacob Harrington himself came to pressure him with a blank check—a literal blank check, hell, he could have written five hundred billion dollars. Jacob Harrington’s account was certainly capable of giving out such an outrageous