He walked into Gab and Gabe's and it looked like he had entered a different world, not where he spent most part of his day for the last couple of months.Everywhere was decorated to the T and there was even a red carpet that rolled from the end of the lobby down to the driveway outside.The gala was to be held on the 30th floor where a hall was. Chase stepped into the semi-filled elevator where different scents of perfumes and colognes made bile rise in his throat. Only staff and event planners were present as the VIP guests were yet to come.After what felt like hours, the elevator finally opened on the 30th floor, revealing the most magical sight he had ever seen. He knew the hall was big but what he didn't expect was how big it was. It only made him realize he hadn't explored much of the hotel.There was a huge chandelier with a million bulbs hanging from the very high ceiling and there were smaller paper lanterns around it. They illuminated orange lights, giving the hall a halo gl
Patrick motioned for him to come by hooking his pointer finger upward and as much as he didn't want to go, he didn't have much choice."Can I get you something else?" He asked the old man and woman he was serving, wishing they would say yes so he didn't have to serve Patrick right away but they shook their heads no. "Excuse me," he was sad but put on his best smile.Wiping his sweaty palms down on his pants, he walked up to them. He looked around for Evelyn but he couldn't find her in the growing crowd."This is a public event and he really won't do anything too rash right? Right." Chase pep-talked himself. He reached that conclusion at the same time he stopped in front of their table.He noticed that Paul had joined them, together with Kenny. Seeing the younger man, he remembered the incident he had witnessed in the elevator and wondered how he was coping."Temmy boy," Paul called out immediately he stopped in front of them and Kenny sent him a small smile. "You don't look bad," he s
The slap to his cheeks had disoriented him for a second. He tried to piece what had just happened together but before he could apologize, another voice broke the murmuring that had risen among guests."What's going on here, Damien?" Dame Gabrielle walked majestically to the scene with three buff guys behind her who were her bodyguards."Grandma, this worthless fellow dared spill wine on me. I need to teach him a lesson,"Damien started to say."Oh, my poor baby," another woman joined the fuss. Chase recognized her. She was the woman he had almost bumped into a while ago. "You again, how dare you?" She spat and sent another slap directly across his face.Her name was Julia and she was Damien's mother. "Guards, get him and whip him 50 times," Damien said coldly. All the while, Patrick had a triumphant smirk on his face. His plan had worked exactly how he wanted. He knew how ruthless the grandson of Dame Gabrielle Alcantra was and that was why he created the scene when he saw him approac
"It's you," the woman gasped, bringing a hand to her heart. Right there on Chase's back was a black mole 5 centimeters from his neck. His father had the same mole and Gabrielle remembered teasing him for giving birth to himself when the little child was born and the same mole was in the same position.Chase didn't know what was happening and he immediately fell on his knees again. "Yes, it's me who spilled the wine on your grandson. I'm terribly sorry and I'll accept any punishment you give me, if I'm worthy to ask anything of you, please don't take my life," he cried. He knew his life was useless but he didn't want to be killed again.The woman didn't answer instead she walked up to him, pulled him up and enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug.Chase's eyes widened. What was going on? Why was the woman hugging him? Was this the hug before his death? The list went on in his head."Where have you been? We searched everywhere for you? What happened to you?" The woman rushed out, sobbing.
After the emotional reunion, Chase went back to the hall where he event was hosted. Dame Gabrielle had asked to be taken back home because she was already worn out. She got into her private jet and flew back to the states. She felt bad that she couldn't carry her grandson along immediately but she knew better than anyone the importance of time.Patrick was surprised to see him because he expected him to be carried out in a body bag but seeing him whole and even a small smile on his lips, he couldn't understand it."Come here, boy," he beckoned for Chase. He was curious to know what happened with the empress. Chase's smile dropped and he went to answer him. The party was still on in full swing and people had taken to the dancefloor while others were a step away from drunkenness. Paul and Kenny were no longer on the table, leaving only Patrick and Laura who hung all over him, her breasts threatening to spill all over his arms. The girl really had no shame."Do you know how much troub
"Ugh, these heels are killing me," Evelyn pouted. She absolutely hated wearing them because what was the use of wearing something that only boosted your confidence for a couple of hours then turn to death traps later? She didn't understand."Wait here," Chase told her and left.They had just finished eating at the restaurant and were about to leave when she started complaining of her aching feet. Knowing that he still wanted to spend more time with her, Chase rushed to a small convenience store around the block and bought her a pair of slippers. "Here," he bent down in front of where she sat and began to unstrap her shoes."Uh, I can do it myself," Evelyn rushed out, feeling overwhelmed by his act of kindness."Let me," he told her, looking into her eyes and she gulped hard at the intensity of his stare. She held her breath, too scared to breathe loudly or he would hear it. "All done," he said and got up to his feet, putting his hand out for her to take to help her stand up."Thank
Chase woke up the next day in his room. It looked like any other normal day before the memories of the previous night came crashing down on him."It wasn't a dream," he muttered to himself.He was about to stand up when his phone pinged. Picking it up, his eyes literally turned to saucers.True to her word, Dame Gabrielle had her secretary wire Chase the promised amount. She vowed to make up for the rough life he had lived. Her first instinct when she got back to her villa in the states was to announce the lost heir but she decided to hold her peace. One week was going to run by in a blink of an eye and she could finally be with her grandson.Seeing the wire alert of $20 million, Chase thought he would faint. "It really wasn't a dream," he repeated. As he was still reeling from the amount, his phone rang and an unknown number popped up on the screen. Looking at it skeptically, he pressed the green button."Good morning, master. I'm secretary Kim and the empress assigned me to you," a
In less than 2 minutes, a man of average height came barreling into the store. His dark hair was disheveled like had just woken up from sleep and he wore his tee shirt inside out. Wide eyes scanned the place and it landed on his manager."Mi….mister Blake," the manager jolted upward from where she was seated and rushed up to her boss. The man had always been elegantly dressed, no hair out of place. Seeing him in this state had her a little worried.What she didn't know was that Secretary Kim's call had woken him up and he ran down to the store because apparently, a threat was posed to his business."Where's the young master," he looked ahead, shoving the manager to the side with so much force that she lost her footing and nearly fell face first but quickly regained her stand."There's no young master here, sir," she said again, following behind him. What was he talking about?The man's wide eyes searched around the lobby till it landed on Chase. The man was quite tall but Chase hovere