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
Beatrice had been traumatized by what she had seen in her daughter's room. It had been so bad that she needed more blood than she usually did. She was worried, thinking about what Avery could've gotten herself into. She had thought she brought up Avery to be a woman of power and legality, she made sure she gave Avery the best, even though she had been a horrible mother, she still had to give herself some credit.But as it seemed, she was more of a bad mother than she thought. She had made her daughter into this, she pushed the only person that could have brought out the best in Avery out of her life just because she had been jealous and now, she had this life."Mom?"Beatrice glanced at the direction that voice came from. On seeing her daughter, all that she had been thinking came to a temporary pause. She smiled."What are you doing here?" Beatrice asked.
As it seemed, when Avery had gone shopping, a job came in from the fax machine. It had the details of a woman on it. And there were also very specific orders to make sure she didn't survive whatever Avery had planned for her.Unfortunately, her mother had found the thing she was desperately trying to hide from her. She had guessed that the spot that she would be tossed in upon her mother finding out about what it was that she was up to wasn't going to be a favorable one. And she was right.Avery just calmly walked over to the counter and dropped the bag on it. She was trying too hard to keep her cool but she was scared, she couldn't deny the fact that this was one of the few times where she was not able to salvage the situation.Before she could speak up and say something about what was going on, Beatrice beat her to it."Is the gold in your room payment for this crime?"Avery's heart skipped a beat, "you saw the gold?""Of course I did, what did you think sent me to the hospital?"A
Avery was sitting on her bed going through the paper that made Beatrice lose her mind. She had no idea who this victim was but from experience, she coikd deduce that the person had a sort of rekationship with Davide. She was ordered to make sure that the girl sidnt survive, that meant, she was expected to kill her. She was going to be a murderer.She knew that there was no way se coukd possibly escoae this excoet she yold Davide about it. But seeing that shes been followed and somewhere in her house, hidden oerfectly was a camera that was keeping tracks of everything she was doinh. She had to make sure that if she was going to tell Davide, she had to be very sublte.She folded the paper that had the name Andy Lee, spelt out.When the morning came, Davide received news from yhe designers, apparently out of the thirty desisgners that were in the company only twelve decided to embark on such a journey wuth him. The numbet was more than he expected, and he was really thrilled by that.He