She cried uncontrollably with her head on the steering wheel and the mascara on her eyes came streaming down along with the thick make up in her face, staining her shirt."What's going on? What's happening to me?" She asked herself as her whole body racked with sobs.Her face hurt very badly where she had fallen and it was already swollen as the bruise turned light purple.After her outburst in the restaurant, Chase sent an apologetic smile to the other patrons and they went about their business while he walked out of the restaurant.He entered his car and the driver zoomed off."That was a good laugh," he said to himself as he folded the sleeves of his shirt to reach his elbow.This was just the beginning of what he had planned. He knew Martha as a perfectionist and she was always worried about the impression she left on people and it made him a little bit happy to see her disgrace herself the way she had done.Deciding to spice things up a notch, Chase pulled out the phone again fro
She got to the house and without bothering to park properly or even close the car door she rushed into the house, totally missing the black Mercedes that had pulled up a block away from her house.Fumbling with her keys, she finally opened the door and rushed into the house."Hey!" Mark called from the living room but his expression changed from happy to shocked in less than a second as he saw her face. "What the hell?" He asked.Martha rushed back to the door to make sure it was properly locked before coming back to him."What…..""Mark, Mark," she choked out and rushed to him and bent over her knees."What's going on? What's wrong with you?" He asked, shocked and appalled to see her looking that way even with the bruise on her cheek."Lis ... .listen," she stuttered. She took deep, calming breaths to steady her heartbeat before she stood upright to look at a bewildered Mark."Chase is alive," she blurted out.Mark blinked once, twice, before laughing hysterically.Martha stared at
"Young master," she called and walked the remaining distance to reach him."Yes?" He asked, looking at her expectantly.She was about to comment on how good she thought he looked but decided against it. She didn't want to seem too unprofessional even though she secretly had feelings for him."The lady…Martha Andersons…. I just got off the phone with her and she said she needs to speak to you. She sounded urgent," Agatha said."Did she tell you what it was about?" He asked with arched eyebrows."No, she just wanted me to tell you to please call her," Agatha spat each word with spite.She didn't want to relay that kind of message but she feared it might actually be business related and she would get in trouble if it didn't reach Theo."Very well. Text me her number," Chase said easily even though he knew her number by heart."Okay," she nodded and walked away.Chase walked out and slid into the car that was held open for him and a second later, his phone beeped, notifying him of a new m
The dinner continued uneventfully with Catherine dropping flirtatious remarks and Chase engaging her in small talk.He wanted to be anywhere but there, but at the same time, he wanted her to believe she already had him, which was why he was engaging her."Don't you like your desert?" She nodded at the creamy pudding on his plate."No, I just have somewhere else to be," he said."A girlfriend?" She asked."I wouldn't be here if I had one," he said, propping his elbows on the table and leaning closer to her."I guess that's great," she said while looking at him through her lashes.She wanted to say something else but didn't want to seem too forward. She could tell that Theo had definitely picked interest in her and all she needed to do was be calm and let him do the chase."So, Catherine Ferguson, your father owns a lot of companies home and abroad as I hear," he said, shifting the topic from his relationship life."Yes and I'll be taking after him soon, which is why my parents are work
She blinked away the tears rapidly as she stared at him."Let go of me and don't ever show me your face again. You should be lucky I'm not scarring that face of yours right now," Chase said in a cold tone and power radiated off him as he spoke.Catherine's heart dropped to the pit of her stomach at his words but she wasn't ready to give up.She was still trying to wrap her head around how their sweet dinner date had taken a whole 360 turn for the worse."Please…" She tried to beg again but he shoved her off him and walked away.He had pushed her hard and she fell on the floor and the men who had been admiring her when she entered stared at her in disgust."Isn't that Sir Ferguson's daughter?" "She's the one.""Oh my goodness."Whispers could be heard around her and soon, the sound of cameras clicking filled the air as they took pictures of her.She had never been seen in that state before. She was always dressed to the tee and stuck her nose up in the air, never a strand of hair out
No sooner had Chase got to his room than his phone started blaring up in his pocket.He fished out the phone and stared at the caller id. "I really do not have strength for this," he said to himself and ran his fingers through his hair.The call ended before he could pick it, only to start ringing again a second later."Martha," he called when he answered the call."I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you, but I'm still waiting and…." Disgusted by the desperation in her voice, he cut her off. He had originally planned to postpone their meeting to the next day but he still had a lot of strength after dealing with Catherine."Fine, send me your location and I'll send my driver to come pick you up," he said flatly."Okay, thank you," she thanked him again and again before he ended the call and a second later, a text message containing her address followed."Let's see how much you'll thank me later," He said to himself.That night, he was going to end it all. He was done running around in circl
"Thank you," she replied with a smile that showed her pearly whites."Please sit," he said and motioned for her to sit opposite him and she nodded."Your place is gorgeous," she started as she looked around. It was her way of finding out why he hadn't invited her to the bigger house."My grandmother is personal with her space, so this is where we received guests," he lied through his teeth as he watched her every move like a hawk.She slowly crossed her legs, showing off her long, toned legs through the slit of her dress that stopped on her waist."You look better than you did in the morning," he commented with his eyes trained on her face."About that…" she started slowly and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I was in the middle of some sort of crisis," she said."Crisis my foot," Chase said inwardly."Thank you for letting me come and see you," she said and he nodded once."What do I offer you?" He asked her. "Water? Wine?"Martha looked around and the ambiance was nice
Chase slid the signed documents over to her and she held onto it like a lifeline."I'll have a copy sent to you. I really appreciate this, Theo," she said and he nodded with a smile.She gulped down the rest of her wine and smiled politely."I have to get going. I have an early start tomorrow," she said and placed her bag over her shoulder and started to get up."Keep in touch," Chase said without bothering to stand up."Of course," she said and scurried out of her seat.Chase watched her trying to leave and a sinister smile crossed his lips."Do you ever wonder what happens to people who lie to me?" He asked, making her freeze on her spot.Her heart fell into her stomach with his words and she slowly turned around to face him to be sure she had heard him correctly."Wh…what are you talking about?" She stuttered.She tried to think of a backup plan in case he had caught up with her.Her eyes flickered to the door and the wheels turned in her head while she weighed her options."Don't