Avery's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She bolted out the door immediately and climbed into her car. She zoomed straight to the office wondering where she had gone wrong in life.It was probably when she started to listen to her mother's words about her husband, or when she should've begged Davide but instead her pride had swallowed her whole. Or when she should have counted the money and wondered why on earth someone would be paying her such an amount of money just so she could ruin Davide's presentation.Her life had plummeted when she had squandered that money. She had did such a grand job expecting that more money would come. She didn't need to be told that she wouldn't be getting any more money. She also didn't need to be told that, at the moment, she could only buy herself out of the situation she was in. There was no way for her to afford such an amount of money, especially in such a short while, she figured that the only way was either letting her mother die or just ro
Cassie was a bit shocked that Derek decided to ask Zeta such a question. She wondered if he was unaware of the feelings Zeta had towards Davide. She wondered if he had asked that question so as to remind Zeta of her position, of where she should stand.However, whether or not she wondered, she was still very much pleased that Zeta was put on such a spot. She was happy that Zeta was going to be reminded that in this world she would forever remain just a secretary. She must've thought that spending time around the rich would suddenly make her rich as well, make her look important.Hell, she was a servant and that was what she would remain.Zeta frowned, she knew that Derek had an idea of the romantic feelings she had for him, many times he had warned her, preaching to her that people like Davide were made to spend the rest of their lives with people like Cassie. The rich were made for the rich and there was no place for a poor secretary like her. Whether or not she wore designer cloth
Zeta's eyes darted behind Davide to where Cassie was standing looking at her with a knowing smirk on her face. Zeta really wanted to peel that arrogant smirk off her face.She didn't know what to say anymore, she had wanted to confess her feelings to Davide or maybe try to get him to talk to her as it's been awhile they conversed and yes, she had been missing him. But with the presence of Cassie, she couldn't do such a thing . She had to just stare and wish that some unfortunate situation would befall the woman behind Davide.She hated Cassie."Don't worry about it" Zeta said as she shook her head and walked away yk her room.Davide turned around, there was something in him that told him that what Zeta wanted to say to him was that she liked him. To tell the truth, he had been panicking, he hated rejection and also hated rejecting people and he didn't know how to reject them without coming off as being mean or heartless.He had eyes for only the woman behind him and that woman was we
Davide blushed then shook his head. During the time they were spending together, he figured that they would be heard by how loud Cassie was screaming. He didn't mind it though, he liked that he could hear the sound of her pleasure and he wasn't about to mute her.Well, unfortunately, his uncle had heard him too."And here I thought you won't be able to make it to work today".Davide laughed and shook his head, "business is business, pleasure is pleasure".Derek laughed loudly before walking away.Davide also wanted to laugh and walk away, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Zeta leaving her room. He wanted to say hello to her and ask how she slept but he figured she must not have slept well, considering that Cassie had been screaming from midnight till five in the morning before he allowed her some rest.Zeta also looked like she didn't want to talk to him. Davjde was skeptical, he didn't want to make her feel weird especially about last night when she had wanted to say something
Beatrice stared at the gold wordlessly. Well, it wasnt kike anyone was in the house with her that she could say anything to. She didn't know what to think or what to do. She thought of calling Avery but she didn't want to disrupt whatever she had going on.She knew her daughter wasn't so rich that she could just acquire gold bars through legal means and from the amount of gold in the bag, jt was surely not a legal business. Beatrice was heartbroken. She wanted to ask herself where she had gone wrong but then she admitted that regarding Avery, she never actually did anything right. She had not been a good mother and only now was she trying to make a difference, to be a better person, a better mother, but the time was already too late. Avery had lost her daughter and her husband and if the cause of those unfortunate situations could be traced, it would be found that she had been the one responsible for it.She was the only one responsible for what she had done. Nobody could be blamed
The designers all looked at themselves, they had heard rumors about Davide before: how he single handedly took over the project of the anniversary event and making it the biggest one yet. They heard that all the ideas came from him, he was the "idea man" and also a very intelligent manager. He was literally the best of the best.They heard him now, prior knowledge about hik made them feel like they could trust him. He gave nothing, no reason in particular why they should trust him but all they needed was information about the past. He had embarked on a terrible journey like this one and he had come out victorious, maybe he could really make such products like that.Davude watched them, saw the doubts crossing their faces, saw how they looked at one another wondering if they should trust him. He also saw one of them stand up, "I don't think this will be a success and I don't want to do something that will yield no profit, I'm sorry but I cannot do this" she said and then walked out o
Davide looked at Mr Lee enigmatically. He didn't know what Mr Lee expected him to say nor did he know what he wanted to say. All he was feeling was his heart pounding against his chest. One could say that he was overreacting but Davide thought otherwise. He hadn't realized this until he found himself in this minute, looking at Mr Lee numbly, the realization dawned on him that he had regarded Mr Lee as a friend. He had thought that the doubts he had about him had drowned that feeling but the heaviness in his heart was proof that it wasnt so.His throat was dry, he swallowed but there was nothing to swallow, *what do you mean?"Mr Lee on the other hand was quiet. They both had been quietly staring at each other, they both had words swarming their minds. The buzzing was loud, however, Mr Lee could hear his own thoughts despite it. However, it was quite contrary for Davide.He was drowned by those words, those questions, they were stinging him, he had nowhere tk run, he had no escape jus
Mr Lee nodded his head, affirming that indeed Davide had read the numbers correctly. There were so many things that this has proved and at that moment, Davide wondered if he could actually absorb the information that was being communicated to him without falling apart. Someone was out there, sensing this amount of money just to push drugs."So, who sent the money?"Mr Lee clicked his tongue and a smile graced his face, "that's where there has been some fuck up," he said, "the money was transferred by someone called Michael Davis".Davide frowned, that sounded so put together, like an alias, "you're sure there's someone named Michael Davis who has over a hundred thousand dollars sitting in his account comfortably?" Davide asked.Mr Lee wore a confused look on his face, "what do you mean?"Davide shrugged, "did you guys look up the owner of that name? Any social media account?"Mr Lee shook his head. He had left certain stones unturned and this one was one of them. All he wanted to do