"Fuck you, you cheating bitch!" Steve yelled. His temper tantrums were becoming more and more common since his father left him out of the company. "Why the fuck do I even tell you things? Don't ever call me that again!" Selena screamed back. "What, bitch? I bet if Taron called you a bitch, you wouldn't mind, you'd go down on your knees and say, yes daddy." Steve mocked her pitch and continued. "Shut up, you broke man! You're the reason we're living like this, haven't I suffered enough? Where's the plan you've been talking about since, where's the result?" "How dare you?" Steve lunged towards Selena, grabbed her and gave her a big slap to the face. "How dare you?" Selena slapped him back and they started pulling each other and dragging their hair. "Fuck you," Selena spat and moved away from him. "I can't believe I had something with someone like you." "It was just the money, Selena, that's all you wanted; you can't lie to yourself like that." Steve sang. "Steve Garr
His phone started to ring and he picked it up with a frown. “Rob, I’ve told you not to contact me, I’ll call you myself.” He sounded annoyed. “I know, but I’m witnessing a fight between Miss Goldbridge and Garrick, and I feel like I shouldn’t be doing this, plus, this is taking a lot out of my work time.” Rob said to the man. “I’m very sure that I’m paying you more than enough to do this, you’re not allowed to complain, and didn’t you hire more workers?” “Fine.” Rob sighed and the man cut the call immediately. He started to go through Taron’s social media. It had been a while since he went through it, and he felt stupid for not doing it sooner. Watching someone online helps too. “Wow.” He clicked his tongue as he noticed that Taron had taken down all the pictures of him with Selena on all his social media platforms. “He eventually realised that he had to do that, then.” The man chuckled and arranged the papers in front of him before picking up what had arrived in the ma
Taron was in a meeting with one of the heads of his Chinese partner companies when his phone vibrated. Wu Zhihao chuckled. "You should check that, it could be your lady." The man said, raising his brows and smiling suggestively. Taron looked at the man. He was one of the most cheerful people he had met. While wealthy people were mostly brooding to keep their face true to the facial stereotypes of people with a lot of money in their accounts, this man shook hands with everyone and laughed heartily whenever he heard something funny. Taron looked at Wu. "I don't have a partner, don’t plan to have anyone anytime soon either.” Regardless, Taron excused himself and took out his phone. It was an email from the KingPins, inviting him to a meeting, stating that it was very important for him to be present since it was going to be his first meeting. If Jonas was right, then he had to ignore the invitation or it would be his first and last meeting. Greedy rich people always loved setting
James Garrick was nervous and it was obvious. He was aware of that, so he resented himself for wearing his emotions on his sleeve. He had come with a proposal for Taron, and if he did not look like he believed in what he wanted to say, how would he get Taron to believe in it? He fished out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Taron sat, looking uninterested and disconnected from his surroundings. James Garrick had called without setting up an appointment, but luckily, Taron happened to be free enough to hold a short conversation with him. “Give me two minutes.” Taron said, typing away at his screen. James used that time to go over the words in his head. Taron was smart and would be able to fish out what he didn’t like very easily. “So,” Taron said, putting the papers in his hand down before looking at James Garrick. “how can I help you today?” “I’m here to ask for an increase.” James Garrick went straight to the point. “An increase, huh?” Taron did not
Taron looked down at the big delicious bowl of sugar sweet goodness in front of him. For the first time since he started the entire billionaire thing, he was free. He had been able to clear all his schedules the day before and so, Taron decided to put every phone call he had away till the next day. He grinned down at his ice cream. Taron had earlier believed that being so wealthy would change him from the typical Taron to a different man. But Taron found out that he still loved his ice cream, and still could not tolerate black coffee. A little less cream and milk in a bid to protect the “culture”, that is. “Thank you.” Taron said to the guard who brought him his treat. The guard gave a small now and went to stand at his post. Taron’s phone beeped and he remembered the urgent reminders that he had set. He had three very important phone calls to make. Touching the scooped out balls of ice cream with the spoon, Taron figured that he could leave his treat for a short while. - “A bu
Selena could barely contain her heart with how fast it was beating. She had just decided to board the first flight to Florida. She had been thinking about her father for way too long, and the superstitious part of her felt like she had reason to believe that her father was in grave danger, or perhaps, about to die. Selena blamed that side on her late mother. Although she did not believe in such tales, she was driven to the edge and had to go and see him. She had to know, know if the way he had treated her all those years were genuinely out of hatred for her on his part, or if he truly loved her and that was the only way he knew how to enforce discipline. But what would she tell him? Ethan Goldbridge had always been a driven man, and he was not moved by almost anything. She did not go to see him when she was at her peak, so why did she have to start feeling this way when she started to hit rock bottom? She alighted from the plane with the other passengers and ordered a ride home. She
“Miss Goldbridge, how may I help you today?” The woman in front of Selena asked with a smile that looked like it had been perfected in front of a mirror asked. “Yes, are you Alyssa?” Selena asked. After the incident with her father, Selena had decided to respect herself and keep herself away from all that. She would live with or without him anyway, but now that he was out of the way, she had bigger fish to catch. Her ex boyfriend, Taron McCarthy. Obviously, she could not seduce her way into Taron’s life, so she had to act smarter. And Sarah had asked her to look for something that Taron lacked, with the exception of a partner and exploit that area to her full advantage. “Yes, I am Alyssa, please sit down.” Alyssa said and Selena took a seat. “I want you to keep an eye on someone for me, using three agents.” Selena said, bringing out a file from her purse. “Okay, ma’am, as long as your signature is here,” Alyssa pointed to the paper that she placed in front of Selena. “and a
Taron knew he could not be spending a lot of time at home anymore, not with the way his mother was acting like she owned the place. He felt like he should stand on his words and not allow her to do whatever she liked. There was old people’s music coming from somewhere, and from his study, he could tell that either his mom was having a one woman enjoyment thing, or she had somehow made friends with other women around and she was having a party. Taron decided to go out to see for himself, and he was right. The woman was deciding to have a party without his consent. “What is going on?” Taron asked and two other women gasped. “Oh wow, you didn’t lie, this handsome boy is truly your son.” A woman who looked Indian said. “Obviously, why would I say he was mg son if he was not actually my son?” His mom said, rolling her eyes and waving them off. Taron turned to face his mom. “Once again, what is going on here?” Eloise grinned. “Well, I’m having a party, and you are invited to come s