To say that Mr Lee was angry was an understatement. He was furious, livid, outraged, what was left for him was steam coming out of his ears. Davide who was the cause of such rage was busy smiling at the female employee he had been talking to, Mr Lee didn't have words for him, he hated Davide so much. He had hated him from the beginning but now, Davide was making him.olan his death. He wanted to kill Davide if ever given the chance. "When you get back, drop the fike on my desk" Davide said to him offhandedly, his attention still fixated on the person he was conversing with. Mr Lee could make out a lot of stares, they were looks made with words backing them up which meant that they were surely talking about him. He was the perfect example of fallen from.glory and it was all Davide's fault. He would still be sitting in his office, drinking coffee and ordering people around. He was more than happy to leave and so.he instantly exited the department. As he walked out, Mr Lee took a de
Derek frowned slightly, he saw the domineering look in Davide's eyes and he felt the power that oozed out of Davide. He didn't expect that suddenly davide would be acting in such a manner towards him. He wondered if it was as a result of the power he had gotten. Derek wondered if he had made a mistake by making Davide get the position. Those words that came from Davide meant that he had grasped an understanding that the empire was his. Derek wondered if a day would come when davide would send him out of the house because he felt like it. He didn't know what to think of Davide anymore. He was worried for himself and his life. The boy standing before him was having too much authority, one that he could not handle but of course Derek could not say anything. Davide's father did work his ass off just to make sure that his son got the life he needed. Although the boy did not grow up in wealth his inheritance was enough to make sure that his generation to come will be well fed. "Are you t
Davide looked at Mr Lee speechlessly. In the past, if anyone had told him that Mr Lee could act silly, he would have told the person they were high on drugs, but before him, standing with a smile on his face and raised eyebrows and rosy red cheeks, being exactly how Davide would never picture him. It was kind of creepy, scratch that, it was very creepy and Davide didn't know how to react to that. He was sitting down, he had the urge to jump to his feet and run away in fear. "Please, don't do that. It's very creepy" he said to Mr Lee. "Why? Don't you believe that I can care for you?" Mr Lee asked him, still smiling. Davide shook his head, "you hate me Mr Lee, you hate everything about me and so I can boldly say you do not care for me and please stop smiling". "But I bought you food," Mr Lee pouted, gesturing to the food. "And how do I know it's not poisoned?" "Do you want me to feed it to you?" "I'm asking you if you poisoned it and you want to feed it to me? Feed it to yoursel
Mr Lee noticed how Davide's shoulders became still, he had been on the front row seat, watching how the young man excitedly scrutinized each and every car parked in that space. He saw the joy and excitement and child-like wonder in his eyes. Although, Mr lee found it annoying and found this trip of theirs to be a waste, there was something about the way Davide laughed and got excited over the cars he was seeing.Now it was all different. It was as if those cars had lost their touch, as if Davide had outgrown the joy which shouldn't be so.He walked to the vehicle where davide was cradled under looking at the car. As he walked past Mr Mark's, Mr Lee was sure to catch the slight fear in his eyes no matter how much he had tried to shroud it. But pointing out fear was one thing that mr lee was superb at."What's going on?" Mr kee asked Davide as he also bent down to look at the engine of the car.He saw that stuck inside the engine, in a small space was something that was covered in black
Avery panicked and threw the paper away. She was scared, terrified, her mother was so precious to her. Though she hadn't been the best mother, there was no way Avery would let any harm come to her.She started to regret ever accepting the money because the only way she could get out of this was by paying back. However, she wondered if the person behind all these packages would even accept the money back.The last time, he had paid her with cash just so she would do what he wanted, and now, he was threatening her. She wondered to what extent he was watching her so that he could tell she had spoken to Davide. And it had also been days, why did this person wait?Did it really matter? What concerns her was that there was a possibility that her mother was in danger and she needed to go to her rescue. Avery didn't even realize that she had been crying out of fear. Or maybe it wasn't just fear, maybe there was something more.Oh yes, there was regret. If she had not hated Davide as fervent
Maybe it was the loose, unkempt ponytail, or the simple pair of sweatpants matched with a hoodie, or it was hee bare face, but Beatrice could point out that there was something very different about her daughter.Other than her appearance, she was also smiling in a way that Beatrice was accustomed to. The last time Avery smiled like that was years ago when she tied the knots with Davide. Up until now that smile was gone.Avery approached her wearing that sad but happy smile, she looked tired, she looked like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.Aveey crouched down by her leg and gave it a gentle squeeze, "hello mom"."Is this your daughter?" The two percent woman asked.Beatrice didn't know where the smile came from, but she was grinning from ear to ear with pride bubbling in her chest, she nodded her head vigorously."Yes, this is my daughter," she looked at Avery, "my only daughter"."Aigoo," the red haired woman said, "so you brought her up while pushing her t
Avery had no idea why the anonymous person would suddenly send her a fax machine, nevertheless, she took it to her house and plugged it in.To say that she was scared was an understatement, she was petrified. When she had rushed to the hospital and couldn't find her mother on the bed, she had panicked. She grabbed her chest and started heaving, almost losing her mind trying to find her mother in that single room. She knew how her mom felt about meeting other patients especially the ones of her age, her mom had a pride that was incomparable to another. She felt like the earth was her footstool and it was very funny given the fact that they weren't even that rich.When she saw her mom talking to the other women, she felt very happy. She listened to the women talk and the smile that was plastered on her mom's face. Avery had very much liked the sight, to her it was definitely picturesque. She loved her mom.Her mother who had lived by always pushing her to the edge, her mother that had
Derek was staring wordlessly at Davide. He had so many thoughts going on in his head, however he could not bring himself to formulate an adequate reason for the question asked.He casually bit into his chicken like he wasn't having a tsunami in his head."Because of protection, Davide. I can't love you like I lost my brother". He said.Davide felt his heart warm up, he never thought that Derek possessed this fear in his heart, this worry for him. He thought at the very least, Derek just acknowledged him as his nephew and there was nothing more to it. But as it seemed, he was quite precious to the man.Why wouldn't he be, he was the only thing that reminded Derek of his brother. Davide looked just like his father, except he took his mother's eyes and her skin tone. His father was much more tanned but it didn't matter. Anytime Derek looked at him, he remembered the man who grew up w