“Why are you asking me this kind of question? You of all people know that I’m a well-principled man and I treat my client with so much care and attention.”- he blurted out, taking a step forward.“I don’t know why you feel so guilty right now even though you haven’t answered my question precisely.”“What exactly do you want from me? What do you want me to say to you before you can believe me, Bella? I'm tired of these irrelevant unending questions all the time why can't you allow me to breathe for once. «- he lashed out with anger not minding how she would react to it. She pointed her fingers boldly to his face, “Don't you dare shout at me, Marco. I won't take it easy on you if you keep on raising your voice at me.”“See, who is trying to play all innocent right now? Do you think I care about how you are going to react even though I know that you are about to do something crazy right now? You can continue to yell out for all I care but I want you to know that what you think I'm capab
“Straight to the point?” Natasha scoffed unbelievably over the phone. “So every time I call you, I need to make a point to do so?” She asked from the other end of the phone.“I didn’t mean it like that." Marco said, acknowledging that he overreacted.“Then how else did you mean it?”“You said you have something important to say, so? I am listening.”“The doctor said Juniour needs a blood donation,” Natasha said over the phone with an uneasy voice. Marco nodded his head like she could see it. The call always had to be about their son, and the both of them kept silent, waiting for who was going to break the silence between them.“I would send the money to you for a blood group match to donate blood to Juniour." Marco finally responded, trying to end the conversation, but instead that word alone sparked Natasha, and she began to fume.“Is your son's life a joke to you?" Natasha shouted over the phone that it made Marco squeeze his eyes shut, waiting to hear what she had to say next.“I already t
In Ethan house, Jacob his friend sat across him with a glass cup in his left hand as they exchanged jokes between each other.Jacob presence lightened Nadia and Ethan mood making them to forget the incident that happened the night before. Nadia was busy in the kitchen cooking the Spaghetti Bolognese Jacob requested for, she was so happy about the gifts from Jacob and the hundred dollar she just earned from the deal with Ethan, suddenly she had no thought at all of the struggle with the mask man that raided there house a night before. The aroma of the food filled the both men nose, with anticipation to eat the food Nadia was preparing, there random conversation about work drifted to food instead.“Nadia’s Spaghetti Bolognese is heavenly, trust me a taste would convince you” Ethan told his friend smiling, afterwards he took a sip of the Drosty Drof wine his friend brought along with him “I mean, that’s what I am still here for” Jacob said jokingly and the both men laughed out “Nadia
Bella turned around restlessly on the bed unable to sleep, the room was dimly lit save for the bedside lamp. She stared at the celling and then to Marco who was sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed.Lately she was noticing he was acting strange, always on the phone like something was wrong with work, there were a lot of things he wasn’t telling her recently, she could tell from the way he tried to brush off talks about being on the phone for too long blaming it on his clients.The thought of the calls made Bella push the duvet aside and carefully got to her feet so she wouldn’t wake Marco from his sleep. She tip toed to his side of the bed watching him to make sure he was still asleep, her heart pounding in her chest nervously. Bella was always inquisitive and that part of her sent her searching for Marco’s phone in the middle of the night when he was asleep, she took the phone from the table and slide it open. Her hands were trembling in fear, crouching to the ground as sh
In the spirt of the celebration because of the new height the company achieved, Ethan and Jacob as agreed were going to a restaurant in the evening to celebrate, not just any restaurant Milano’s, the spot popularly known for the best dishes on their menu.The both men walked gallantly to the car park, Ethan threw the key of the Bentley to Jacob who caught it. The engine of Ethan’s automobile roared as Jacob drove out of the car park with Ethan on his side in the passenger seat.Ethan got his phone from his pocket to make a call across to Nadia “Heyy” she picked on the second ring “Good Evening uncle Ethan”“How is my girl doing?” Ethan asked as he looked at Jacob whose eyes was fixed on the road“I have a little migraine, are you coming to pick me up or I should go home myself”That was the reason he had called in the first place, he wouldn’t be able to pick her up from school and he didn’t want her going back home alone either.“Take a painkiller drugs Nadia, you would be fine. Mea
Bella looked at Marco side face with a look of hatred and resentment. “What is he even thinking about right now? His son? Does he thinks he can eat his cake and still have it?” Bella thought to herself bitting down her bottom glossed lipsWhen Marco noticed she was staring at him, he turned to look at his wife who was all smiling at him “Why is she this happy today?” Marco thought to himself as he smiled back at her and turned back to face the road.With a long silence during the drive, Bella staring at him and thinking deeply, he knew she had something on her mind, Marco felt uncomfortable so he decided to put on the music, but before he did, he asked “Is everything okay, babe? What are you thinking about?”“You tell me” Bella sounded defensive without even smiling “This isn’t the right time” she thought to herself as she composed her self and continued her fake smile “Tell you about?” Marco asked with a confused face as he tried to concentrate on the road more than ever, as he thou
The food they ordered for looked very savory that Bella couldn’t wait to finally taste it, her mouth watered seeing the food on the tray, the aroma alone made her swallow in satisfaction.Being a good cook and a food lover herself, she knew Milano’s chef out did theirselves adding bean seeds to the salads, she absolutely loved bean seeds that she couldn’t wait to eat the salad, meshed potatoes, crispy chicken wings with the very spicy oily buffalo sauce.Marco on the other hand was also satisfied with his order, Bella balanced the tray in her hands in front of her, turning around so they could get to their table, as she took her first step with a smile looking down at her food, she collides with a male figure who clearly wasn’t looking at where he was going to.Bumping into her, making the tray of food spill on him, the oil sauce staining his white shirt leaving a very visible hue on the shirt before the plate falls to the ground to stain the well cleaned marble title, the loud noise o
“Nine hundred dollars for a tray of food?!” Marco was the one standing and shouting at the waiter now, he couldn’t believe that only what Bella ordered could cost that much, if that was the case then how much would his own tray even cost?Marco had a lot on his neck to settle, it wasn’t as if he couldn’t afford to pay for the food but he would have to pull a lot of strings to pay, like taking money from his business.His budget for the dinner night at Miliano’s restaurant wasn’t anything more than four hundred dollars, Juniour medical bills was still outstanding and he needed money more than ever.If only Bella’s food could cost that much then how much would his own tray cost? How could he just spend so much on one food? In one day? Is it the last food before death? Bella turned to look at Marco dreadfully it only reminded him that he was supposed to stay out of their conversation, so he turned around and ran his hands through his hair a little frustrated that he would end up being t