Derek saw the unfavorable condition his nephew was in and as his uncle, it was his responsibility to provide for him the help Davide was in need of. He knew that if he did make such a bold step, the directors may not have his back but before he became the CEO, he was Davide's uncle. He had a responsibility to Davide and Davide's father. He had somehow become Davide's mentor, always coming to his aid when Davide needed it.He saw from where he was standing how miserable his nephew had become. He had his head sunk low, he had shame gracing his features, his eyes could not be seen but Derek figured it no less fit in the equation of pity. Davide was hopeless, if left to him, he wouldn't be able to save himself from the deadly claws of the directors.They were out to get him. Men, older men who were as imperfect as the sands of the earth, were busy judging Davide just from a clip they had seen. They have forgotten the skeletons in their own closet, forgotten that many of them were noy marr
Mr Lee was staring at the man as he held the door of the car. He was speechless, his eyes were conveying more than what Mr Lee could absorb in the second. But he did find traces of reverence, admiration, a hinge of devotion in those eyes. However, those were emotions almost all the workers of the company possessed because to many people, Derek was a mentor, he was a star, he was a good leader and he was leading them to the victory they all wanted, he was leading them to a world where their voices could be heard.And Mr Lee stood witness to this because he had been there on the number of occasions when Derek made sure voices were heard and Davide's voice was one of them. He didn't want to believe that Derek was just simply a good person, a philanthropist, a great leader. He had asked himself a number of times if Derek shared a form of relationship to other employees that he had stood up for so fervently that it made headlines but of course, from the information he gathered, Derek was j
Davide knew it would come to that. He was well aware of the fact that that suggestion was going to be put forward. He knew when he came to the hospital that the person he was going to meet would be an acquaintance. He knew that the doctor was going to recognize him and they might manipulate him into giving blood to Beatrice even though the woman did not deserve it.Davide thought again. If he didn't give her the blood, her death was a certainty. She would die and he would have it on his conscience, but a part of him knew that if he did give her this blood, the ties he had with Avery might never be severed. He recalled all the bullshit he had put up with, all the insults, the downgrading, the embarrassment that Beatrice had put him through. The doctor was looking at him, at the fact that he was hesitating and Davide knew in his heart that the doctor was judging him. He was probably thinking that Davide was too selfish, too cruel to put aside those petty things and just give her the b
Avery had been yapping to the doctor, she didn't see what Davide was doing. She waa frowning, yelling about how itbwas Davide's duty to give her mother the blood. She never expected that Davide woukd just suddenly stand up, holding the pint of blood on his hand.Avery was befuddled, she looked wroujd towards the nurse who was already getting rid of the instruments they had used. The nurse waa obviously avoiding eye contact wuth Avery. She was scared of meeting the eyes of such a woman, fearing that maybe Avery's anger would be directed at her next."What's going on?" Avery asked.Zeta whonhad veen standing by the door only laughed. But it was a laughter that was soaked with mockery, it was dripping mockery and even her eyes held the fact that she was making fun of Avery.Avery looked back at her. She was confused but what she was more worried about was why the hell Davide had suddenly stood up, abd even more shocking was that hebwas approaching the exit where shebwas standijg in front
Davide did not understand what was going through Derek's mind. He was feeling very bad and very tired and the thoughts in his head were endless. He felt like the whole world was against him. He looked at Derek whonwas just standingbyhere looking into space, in his heart he had thought that he had finally dounf the fakiky thatbwoukd treat him.luke one of their own but unfortunately, he was met with this kind of life. He was met with this unfortunate circumstance. The man didnt love him. The man was treating hik.like hebwas a slave. However, Davide felt that it wasn't all Derek's fault. He understood the man though, davide had given Avery so much power that she even managed to mess with him in his own comoany, she ruined his chances of ever turning himself into something better. She had ruined him and this was what derek was angry about. Since he couldn't be angry at Avery, he pushed the anger unto the person who had given Avery the opportunity to do that bullshit. He was turning his an
Davide looked at Avery expectantly. To be honest, he didn't believe that she would want to open up about everything. He didn't believe her when she said she would tell him but he needed to give her the benefit of the doubt. He wanted to believe that there was still the slightest good in her. Avery however was hesitant, she wondered if it waa better to just tell a lie because that could be more believable than the truth. There was no way she could possibly tell davide what had happened because if she was the one in his shoes, she probably wouldn't even believe the person. Davide was patient with her, he was waiting for her to make a move, for her to talk, for her to tell him the truth she was hiding from him. He was waiting for everything she was keeping from him. Avery sucked in a deep breath. The unbelievable truth was about to escape her mouth. She was desperate so she had no choice but to tell him everything. "I was paid to do so". She admitted. Davide frowned deeply, "framed?"
The day of the anniversary finally came. The anniversary event that had had Davide and derek on their toes for weeks was finally here. Davide was anxious, there were so many things that could go wrong and he was already seeing how those things could blow up in his face. He was thinking a lot of things but it was only due to the fact that he was very nervous. He couldn't even make a bow tie. His hands shook as he tried tying the knots, his neck had ripples of sweat stuck to them and no matter how many times he dried them off, he couldn't completely get rid of them. He was surely nervous and what also put him.on edge other than the fact that this event was going to determine his future, he was going to the event with Cassie. She had told him their outfits matched. The color of the tux he was wearing was linen gray. Iy matched the vibrant color of his eyes. His beard was nearly shaved and he made sure he wore perfumes. He wondered if there was a possibility that everything would go smoo
Davide's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know how to answer Zeta's question, he felt like he was a kid caught for stealing candy. He himself could not explain what the kiss was about, just that it made him feel jittery. It made his heart flutter, it made every bone in his bones anticipate, and made his loins hotter. So what words could he use to describe such a thing? What words was Zeta expecting him to use to describe something so unexpected, beautiful, lustful and genuine? Davide shook his head, he had been trying to not think deeper into the kiss because he knew that Cassie was a beautiful woman and so she has surely had her fair share of romance and flings too, he guessed that to Cassie it was just one mindless kiss but yo him it was something more. It was something he couldn't get out of his head for days, it was something that was keeping him on edge, it was something that made him unable to look Cassie in the eyes, it was something he wanted to happen again. He didn't know wh