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2024-10-29 19:42:56Rubbing his chin, Chase shook his head before saying, “Nothing.”
“Nothing? And you expect me to believe you?” Wembley asked, his gestures showing disbelief. “It's up to you to believe me or not.” He replied as he grabbed his briefcase. Just as he was about to leave, he pressed his weight back to his seat and with his gaze fixed on Wembley, he asked, “Do you have any idea on how I can fix a data breach?” “Yes, why?” “I have a week to rectify the issue in the tech firm. I don't want you to do it yourself, teach me instead because I'm definitely going to prove my worth before my in-laws.” “I see… first it was a HR office, then accounting, sales and now tech? You must have learnt a lot of things within three years, thanks to grandpa Bernard.” Wembley said with a mocking tone. “Are you going to help me or not? I don't want to lose my job.” “Fine. Just get ready to come with me by the time you are done proving your worth.” “I will find another person.” He scoffed and with that, he grabbed his briefcase. He was already walking towards the exit when Wembley grabbed his hand, saying, “When should I come see you?” “I will be in the cafe down the company road tomorrow, meet me there.” He said and then pushed his hand off. From the five star restaurant to his home took about half an hour drive and by the time he got in that day, it was already eight pm. Drained, he groped his way towards the house, just as he wanted to turn the knob, his eyes caught a strange car in the garage. “Who's home? Katherine left this morning.” He muttered, running his eyes over the black sedan. Still wondering who owned the car, he pushed the door in and then stepped into the living room. Apart from the warmth which ushered him in, a heartfelt laughter which belonged to Raven and a male caught his attention. Scrunching his brow, he quickly hurried in only to see Raven lying on Daniel's thigh. They were busy chatting and laughing like two teenagers in love. Though annoyed, he swallowed it and then made his way towards them. “Hey, I never knew you would drop by and say hello.” He was speaking to Daniel now. “Now I did, do you have an issue with that?” Daniel asked with a mocking tone as he stroked Raven's hair. “Not at all, do have a good time.” He said and then did a curt bow. He was about to leave when Raven pulled herself up and with her hands resting on her hips, she asked, “And where are you coming from? The last time I checked the company closed by five pm, you are seeing another woman, right?” “No Raven, I wouldn't try that. It's just that, I had an extra workload to finish before tomorrow and after that, I had to meet with a friend.” He explained. “Can you hear yourself speak?” She yelled, raising her hand above her head to slap him. “Honey, just leave him. He isn't worth your time.” Daniel said as he wrapped his hand around her waist. Kissing her neck, he began to mutter soothing words to her. “Get out of my sight you worthless being.” She yelled at him. “I'm sorry.” He apologized once again and then began to head towards the stairs. “Now that he is back, let's eat out.” Daniel suggested. “Not when Chase is here. He will cook us a meal.” Raven replied. On hearing this, Chase tried to hasten his steps but he wasn't quick enough. “Get us a nice dinner.” She called out to him. “Alright then, I will be back in ten minutes.” “The food should be ready in half an hour else, you will have yourself to blame.” She scoffed. Left with no choice, Chase found his way down the stairs and with his work clothes still on, he made his way to the kitchen to prepare dinner for Raven and Daniel. In order to avoid facing more embarrassment in front of Daniel, Chase was extra careful in his cooking. When he was done, he set the food on the dining table and then invited them for dinner. Just like Katherine has instructed him to do at all times, he stood by the side to serve them in case they needed anything. “The meal looks appetizing.” Daniel said, running his hands in glee as his throat made an up and down movement in quick succession like a piston. “I hope it's appetizing as it looks.” Raven said as she took her seat. Daniel was the first to take a spoonful of the meal and immediately it touched his taste buds, he winced, filling his spoon for the second time. “How do you manage to eat that?” Raven asked, her face scrunched in disgust. “What?” Daniel asked with a look of confusion on his face. He was apparently enjoying the meal. “It's insipid, I don't even know what it's lacking.” She scowled, pushing her plate away. Although he knew she was acting up, Chase leaned towards her and with a tiny voice said, “I'm sorry, I will go make a quick meal for you.” He was about to take away her plate when she slapped his hand off and with a scowl on her face said, “You want me to wait for another extra hour, I will manage the food but mind you, if I get constipated, you will have yourself to blame.” “Okay.” he muttered, stepping aside. When they had finished eating, he served them their desert and then proceeded to wash the dishes they had used. Done with this, he returned to the living room, requesting to retire to his room but Raven wouldn't let him. Right in front of him, she was making out with Daniel who was apparently enjoying the whole thing. Pained, he tried to take his eyes off them but the very next minute, his cheeks began to ache as a result of Raven's hit.
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After leaving the bathroom, Chase returned to the table and after apologizing profusely to them, he took his seat. “We have just thirty minutes left for the party to round off, are you certain that the courier will be here before then.” Prisca asked, setting the stage for a new backlash. “Yes, it will be here in twenty minutes even.” He replied with a smile as he stared at his watch. After a brief silence, Kirsten clasped her hand and then leaned towards him, staring intently at him, “While we are waiting, why don't you tell us about your family” she said. “There's nothing interesting about his family.” Raven scoffed. “Then let him entertain us.” Kirsten retorted and the rest of them readily agreed with it. Pursing his lips, Chase dug his hand into his hair and after a brief silence, he cleared his throat, to get their attention and in preparation to speak. “My father was laid off from his work a few months after my birth and my mom was just a worker at a local day care whose e
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Zara, not wanting Chase to catch up with her, increased her pace as she climbed down the stairs and at the same time, trying to hold back her stubborn tears which were already rolling down her cheeks. The feeling of being rejected was the only thing on her mind. She didn't care about Raven's mockery. Since Chase came into the household, she had been a secret admirer, always fantasizing about getting married to him and all that. When she learnt of how he was being treated by her mother and Raven, she was bitter but there was nothing she could do about it.That was why she decided to stand up for him when they plotted to accuse him of cheating. And now, she got rejected. “Where are you hurrying to?” Wembley asked when she brushed past him. “Out.” She yelled, not bothering to look in her direction. This single act made Wembley turn towards the stairs, trying to fathom what was going on. “She is crying.” Maurice walked up to him, staring at the path she had taken. “Crying?” “Yeah
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With disappointment written all over her face, Raven returned to her mother. The moment Katherine saw her, she sank into her chair, she didn't need anyone to tell her it didn't go well, Raven's face and countenance says it all. “Mother, we have lost Chase completely. There is nothing we can do anymore rather than to let go of the strife against him.” She mumbled, plopping on the creamy couch. With her lips caged in between her teeth, she pushed her hair away from her face and after a few minutes of silence, turned her attention to Katherine who was staring at her. “What… is anything the issue?” She asked with a raised brow. “You have just five minutes to make the decision.” Katherine replied, her tone cold and icy. Confused, Raven began to dart her eyes around, trying to read a meaning to what she had just heard but the more she thought of it, the more confused she became. “I already told you that I'm going to deal with Chase until he comes crawling back to me. All
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When she arrived, Chase was drumming his fingers against the table. Though he hadn't requested for her earlier, she was now present, so he decided to spew what he had been saving up until now. “Are you busy?” He asked, nodding at the iPad she was holding. “I’m not. I was going through the sales stats. It's impressive boss.” She mused and even without Chase asking her to tell him what it was about, she went ahead and started blabbing. “Thank you, I mean it.” He flashed her a coy smile as he patted her head. “Come on, I didn't do the work alone.” Smacking her lips she pulled a chair out and now seated across from him, said, “What if we have a team dinner to celebrate?” “It's up to you, fix it.” His response made her smile widen as she drummed her fingers against the table in excitement. “Wembley said you wanted to see me, is anything the issue?” She asked, breaking the short silence in the room. “Not really.” He shook his head sideways, contemplating on if he should spill on not.
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With a huff, Zara pulled her last luggage through the door and with a tired look on her face, she banged the door shut only to fall on the next available couch. Shutting her eyes tightly, she pushed her hand into her hair as a little smile appeared on the side of her lips. Before dropping by FlavorQuest the previous day, she had made a stop at a housing agent who showed her a catalog she should choose from after which she paid her rent fee.“This is a dream come true.” She mused, now lying on her side as a bright smile appeared on her lips. For a while now, she had been fantasizing about getting a house of her own and now it was a reality. Her excitement was what lured her to sleep that night. ***“Shit!” Zara muttered as she sat up on the couch she had spent her night on. Throwing her legs off the couch, she hurried towards the bathroom to have a quick bath. She was already getting late for work after reading out the new rule and regulations she had drafted the previous night.
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Still on the rooftop talking, a strong smell began to circulate around the air, making Chase who was seated before to rise as he began to look around. “Seems something is burning.” Wembley said, sniffing the air too. Suddenly, Chase, who had been trying to come up with a reason for the strong odor, slammed his fist against the table, “Shit.” He grunted and before Wembley could even grasp what he was saying, he was already running down the stairs. A customer had dropped by, requesting for a meal. Instead of Zara calling Wembley like he had instructed her, she decided to try her hands on it only to get the food burnt. She was already crying when Chase pushed the door open, revealing Maurice holding a pan and Zara who was sobbing as she paced about. “I'm sorry, I should have come around soon enough. I have no excuse to give.” Maurice rapped with his head bent to the ground. Brushing past him, Chase walked up to Zara and then held her shoulder. In fright, she bent her head in a bid
