Elizabeth paced outside the ward, muttering incoherent things and silent prayers. It was almost three hours since Zade was rushed to the emergency ward, she had been unable to even breathe properly. No one said a word to her yet concerning Zade. They were just moving in and out of the ward, no one gave her even a little piece of information.She was tempted to call her father, but that would attract too much attention to them. It would ruin everything Zade planned.Roselia ran in like a mad woman, panting and gasping. Once she heard the news, she bombarded his phone with calls until Elizabeth answered and told her where they were."How is he? Is he okay?" Roselia asked between heavy breaths."I'd like to think so. No one has said anything. They just keep going in and out of that room. When I ask them about him, they keep saying I should exercise patience," Elizabeth answered."Oh my goodness! Why would anyone want to kill Zade? He's the calmest person I know. He avoids trouble and ea
Zade was taken home in a wheelchair a few days later. The first thing he noticed was that Elizabeth was avoiding him. Roselia claimed she had something urgent to attend to and couldn't return anytime soon. On the other hand, Roselia began to go out more often, leaving him to struggle to get things done himself. The whole situation was annoying and frustrating. "Where are you going this time?" Zade asked. Roselia ignored his question and focused on powdering her face. "Rose…""Can we not have this discussion, Zade? I have something urgent to attend to and answering your silly questions would delay me," she snapped."When are you coming home then?" He asked instead. She dropped her makeup brush in frustration and glared at him."I'll be back whenever I can, okay? Just let me be, please," she groaned.Zade said nothing more until she left. After ensuring she was gone, he called Elizabeth."Teddy.""Liz," his voice lacked the excitement in hers. "I'm tired.""Tired of what? You're th
"I don't understand you. You have me already, why are you still with that imbecile? He can't provide for you, he can't give you the things you want so why are you still with him?" Lance slammed his fists on the desk.Roselia shifted back in fright. The action made him glare at her, instead of comporting himself.She opened her mouth to speak, but words failed her. This side of Lance was new to her. She'd expected he'd bring it up sooner or later, but she never thought it would happen in such a rash manner. "Say something, dammit! I give you everything you want, take you out on fact dates and you wouldn't even let me touch you!" He yelled, overturning his desk.His laptop smashed against the tiled floor, evoking another leap from her heart. If she was frightened before, now she was terrified.She'd never met anyone with such a bad temperament."L-Lance you n-need to…""Need to what?! Don't you dare tell me to calm down? Wait… are you playing me, Rose?" He asked suddenly."No!" She ye
Dinner was unusually silent. Roselia's eyes flickered to Zade more often than not, but the man was busy eating his food."I'm sorry I came late. Something urgent came up and I had to stay back," she apologized."It's fine, just eat your food.""Ummm…" she pointed her fork across the dishes, "isn't this a little too much for just two people?" "I guess I overcooked a little. I will put some of them away in the fridge," he answered quietly. Guilt ate deep into her."Zade I…""Like I said, just eat your food," he interrupted. Roselia nodded and continued eating her food silently, yet she felt uneasy with everything happening. Something did not just feel right about the situation."Elizabeth called." Roselia's hand froze on the fork. She slowly looked up at Zade, trying to find answers in his eyes, but those honey-brown eyes remained mysterious."She didn't exactly call… I did. She apologized for neglecting and promised she was coming home today… so I made these…"Roselia's fist hit the
By the time Lance woke up the next day, he saw shreds of evidence regarding the damage he caused the previous night. Shattered pieces of glass, blood, littered remnants of cocaine, spilled drinks. He blinked, pushing himself off the couch.A small whimper escaped his lips, forcing him to grab his head. The migraine was more intense than that of a regular hangover. Events from last night flashed across his mind. His body stiffened when the first he gave Roselia replayed in his mind.He remembered beating, strangling, and slamming her against the wall. His eyes widened like saucers. Without delay, he flew off the couch and dashed upstairs to change into something decent then he headed to her mother's place.He wasn't sure where Roselia would be, but he hoped her mother would know if she wasn't home. The glare on Mrs Harper's face when she opened the door, suggested Roselia was in or at least came to report him. He cursed himself for acting rashly. He didn't mean to go off on her l
To say Roselia was bold was probably an understatement. The woman had the guts to drive the car she got from another man right into his house.Zade waited for her to come in, but another wave of surprise hit him when he noticed her face. There were bruises on her face that didn't seem serious, but Zade was not stupid enough to believe that.Roselia couldn't start wearing heavy makeup all of a sudden. Sure he sent the recording to Lance, but when Roselia didn't return last night, he hoped it was nothing too serious.Clearly, it was. Aside from being a total douchebag, he was a woman beater. Zade couldn't bring himself to feel sorry for her when she twirled the car keys with happiness."Zade," her tone was suddenly serious, and all traces of happiness seeped out of her expression.Zade knew at once she was going to ask about the recording so he decided to hit her first before she hit him."You bought a new car?" He askedSurprise, nervousness, worry. Zade watched keenly as her expressio
As the auction commenced, Lance's eyes remained on Zade. Even when he asked his PA to watch the man, he was worried the man would miss an important detail so he did the watching as well. He couldn't help but notice Zade's mini expressions. How his brows would raise in expectation when the next bid was introduced, then drop when he realized it wasn't what he was expecting. Lance cracked. The man was really out to destroy him. Everything pretty much remained the same until it was time for his product bid.However, instead of his product, they introduced some anonymous seller who wasn't even present in the auction ground. Lance was furious. His target clients and investors were about dispersing. He specially invited them to witness the worth and magic of his new project and now, some anonymous fool hijacked his place?Lance was ready to storm over and confront them when his PA stopped in."What is it?""Sir, it seems this might be what Mr Harper came for," the man answered. Lance turn
"Mr Harrison, is there a problem?" The official asked. Lance couldn't get a word out as he stared at the audience. Several thoughts ran through his mind as his brain analyzed possibilities. He jerked back to life the minute a hand touched his shoulder.He fished his pockets for the flash drive and took it out. "Play this," he handed the flash to the operator."But Mr Harrison…""Do it dammit!" Lance snapped. He stared at the projector, praying to whoever was listening that it wasn't what he was thinking. There was no possible way he could have been scammed of millions of dollars right before a huge audience.Besides, Tridax had placed a bounty on him for theft so he was convinced there was no way it could have been a sham.By the time both product overviews appeared on the projector side by side, Lance realized that the pictures they stumbled upon weren't a pure coincidence or carelessness on the part of Antony, but were carefully planted to secure the confidence of investors.Lance