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The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 37 • Actionable Solutions
Her stomach dropped, and she inched backward. The door gently clicked open, revealing Raymond's towering form occupying the doorframe. Her breathing became uneasy, and she tore her gaze away from him and cast it on the ground. His lips twitched into a small smile. “My darling wife, I hope your recovery will be quicker now,” he said, retrieving a plastic bottle from his pocket. It contained some capsules. As he advanced towards her, he grabbed the jug on the nightstand, bringing it closer to her mouth. “You can’t forget to take your drugs. You don’t want to have a relapse now, do you?” He cocked his head to the side, grabbing her chin gently but firmly. She reluctantly opened her mouth and forced the pill in, washing it down with the water from the jug.She swallowed and pulled her mouth away from the rim of the glass jug with a sharp breath. “Good girl,” he said in a low tone, setting the jug down. Her hands were tight, and her body language screamed in repulsion. He got up and pat
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 38 • A Friend Or A Boss?
Elena straightened her back, meeting his glare with an equally defiant one. “What are you angry about? Is it because your plan to humiliate me in front of the board failed?” Raymond didn’t bother to respond; he just walked away. Naturally, Matthew grew inquisitive, and as they returned to their offices, he asked Elena about what Raymond had said. “What was my uncle talking about earlier when he said don’t forget why you’re CEO?” His voice was laced with curiosity. Just when it seemed he was uncovering the dynamics of the Houston family, there always seemed to be a new layer to uncover. “I’m not sure I should tell you this, but let’s discuss it in my office,” she responded. While inside her office, he shut the door behind him to ensure nobody could overhear their conversation. She moved over to her chair and plopped down, throwing her back against the backrest. Silence stretched out between them, and the expression on her face was that of someone reminiscing. “I have been working f
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 39 • No Coincidence
His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel as he sped down the road, his eyes fixed ahead. As he drove, he kept wondering what the matter was. Finally, the view of the mansion was within the frame of the windscreen. He pulled up in the compound's parking lot and then alighted from his car. Charles, standing by the door, welcomed him with a slight bow. “What’s going on?” he asked the butler, looking at him and then into the foyer. “I believe you should go in and find out for yourself, young master.” He walked into the hallway, gentle steps guiding him toward the dining table. It was evident that he was a bit late, as everyone was already seated. Their heads turned to face him. At the edge of the dining table, Martha was seated beside Raymond, looking petrified as usual. There was particular alertness in her eyes and in the way that she carried herself that made it clear she was suffering from severe anxiety. Amelia harrumphed, “Welcome, Matthew. Have a seat.” Her voice was sh
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 40 • Vanessa vs Amelia
Vanessa was a short woman who had a similar body frame with Amelia. Her face was still vibrant and her silver hair added to her fierce look. She wore a gray knee length dress with slingback heels that completed the entire look. What others would have believed to have been a forced look seemed to irritate Amelia the more as she stared on.Vanessa descended the steps slowly approached Amelia, a sly smile sat across her lips as she greeted Amelia once more, “how the years have gone by,” she chided, her hands folded before her and stared Amelia down.“They've certainly not done those wrinkles justice,” she sneered, her expression remaining the same as though she hadn't just commented on Amelia's looks.Amelia scoffed, “all those years of botox barely paid off,” she retorted while she wondered what exactly had brought them back to the country, and more importantly, New York City.Vanessa held back, pinching at her fingers at the backhanded insult she had just received, but there was nothi
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 41 • Fluoxetine
His fingers grazed the name on the label of the drug, "Fluoxetine." As he was putting it down, the door clicked open behind him and he froze. “You seem to want to spend more time with my own mother than I do,” Xander said.He quickly set the bottle of the drugs down and then spun around. “She’s my aunt, is she not? I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me wanting to see her, especially since she’s been here all this while and you barely made efforts to relate with her.”Something about what he said pushed Xander to the wall, making him lunge forward and grab Matthew’s collar tightly, the sudden movement startled Martha and she crouched by the corner, covering her face with her hands and cowering in fear. “Don’t you ever in your life assume things you know nothing about,” he warned through gritted teeth, moving his face closer to Matthew’s and leaving no room for personal space. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed how Martha was trembling. “Xader stop, you’re scaring her,” h
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 42 • Matthew Vermont or Houston?
Lola’s face twisted into a frown,the betrayal evident in her features. She knew Matthew from his poor days, there was no way that all of a sudden he could afford a black card. To even own one of these, there had to be a minimum balance of at least several hundred thousands in the bank account.That wasn’t the part that confused him the most, it was the fact that it had his name on it, and instead of it reading Matthew Bremont, it read Matthew Houston. She couldn't believe her eyes. The card was still clutched within her grip as she stepped forward, shoving it against his chest. “Who are you?” she asked in a low voice.She began to question everything she knew about Matthew, was he ever poor? Was he just lying about his identity the whole time? Several thoughts began flashing in her mind. He moved forward, attempting to grab her hands but softly but she took an equivalent step back. “I’ve been meaning to tell you, I just didn’t know how to bring it up,” he said truthfully. At first h
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 43 • Kiss
Matthew clutched the flowers he was holding so tightly as he looked at Xander walking into Lola’s house. He wanted to leave but he was also rooted to the spot. Her eyes met his and they were locked in a long staring contest while Matthew was completely oblivious as he had his back turned to the street.Lola was about to open her mouth to speak but Matthew backed away and disappeared into a nearby alleyway, retracing his steps to where his car was parked. He tossed the small bouquet he was holding into a large metallic trash can before entering his car. “What's wrong?” Xander asked, following her eyes to see what she was looking at, but he was too late as Matthew had already left that spot. She shook her head. “Oh it’s nothing, I just thought I saw something.”He didn’t quite believe her so he leaned forward, his expensive cologne wafting into her nostrils. “Are you sure? If I’m making you feel uncomfortable in your house you can just say it, I’ll be fine standing outside,” he offere
The Inheritor Of The Houston Empire 44 • You Should Leave
Lola’s brain did not immediately process what was going on until she felt Xander’s fingers going up towards her hair. “Um,” she mumbled,pulling away from the kiss. Her face was red with embarrassment and anger. Xander leaned towards her in an attempt to initiate another kiss but Lola immediately stood up. “I..” she stuttered. “Come on.” Xander probed and Lola cleared her throat. “Th…that wasn’t supposed to happen.” She said, “I thought you wanted it.” Xander responded and Lola looked away. “Alright, I’m sorry. I just got carried away. Let’s just keep watching the movie. I’ll try my best to stare at the television this time.” He flirtatiously remarked, flashing a smile at her. “No.” Lola immediately said, causing Xander to lift a brow. “No? You want me staring at you?” He questioned in feigned ignorance. Without saying a word, Lola picked up the remote and switched off the television then she folded her hands, glaring at him. Xander glanced at the blank television screen th
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