Cassandra finished dressing up and drove straight to the Floater's family house. She met Henry walking out of the house when she was walking in. "Henry," she greeted him with a smile. He flashed a faint smile at her and walked away from the place. She watched as he got into his car and drove off. She sighed deeply and shook her head before walking forward. He wasn't any different from Natasha. He is such an ungrateful man. Cassandra knew how many men would kill to have her daughter, yet Henry was getting angry that he was being given to her on her platter of gold. Madame Gu was happy to see Cassandra. She took her into her secret chamber and asked the maid to serve them. They exchanged greetings and talked on a lighter note for a few minutes before Madame Gu decided to go straight to the point. "I called you here because I need you to help me with a few things," Madame Gu said. "We would start with racking our brains on ways to move the relationship between our children forward.
Ava's heart was pounding in her chest as she sat in Mr Benedict's study, waiting for him to join her. She had been waiting there for the past ten minutes, when he told her he was only going to take a few seconds. She shut her eyes tightly and inhaled deeply. After taking in enough air, she exhaled sharply, releasing all the air she took in. "Why are you nervous, Ava?" She asked herself. "You know you can do this, right?"The door slowly opened, and again, Ava sighed deeply. Mr Benedict walked into his study with a smirk on his lips. "I am sorry for keeping you waiting," he apologized. "Not when you are wearing a smirk like that one. Apology is not accepted."Mr Benedict smiled deeply as he grabbed another chair by the wall and moved it closer to the couch where Ava was seated. He sat on the chair and faced Ava. "You are such a smart kid," he told her. "What were you doing in your room?" She demanded. He shook his head and sucked his teeth. "Nothing!" He replied. Her eyes narro
Ava drove back home as speedily as she could. She ended up breaking the traffic rules without realizing it. She was pulled up by the cops and she had to pay her way out. "I'm so sorry," she apologized before leaving. She tried to reduce her speed and watch the road so she wouldn't fall into another trap. When she finally got home, she met her dad alone at home. He noticed how his daughter was boiling in anger as she walked into the house. "I can see that you already met with Benedict," he told her. She stopped abruptly and faced him. Her eyes opened in sudden realization. Her dad was Benedict's informant. He was the one who told Benedict about the dinner with Henry. She should have thought about that earlier because who else will? "Of course," she replied and walked away into her room. "Ava, you have to hasten up with the plans, though. Delay would not help us."She ignored her father's remark and continued towards the stairs. She met her mom walking downstairs. Her mom had a w
"Here's the list, sir," Harrison said as he handed Henry a note.Henry took the note from him and placed it on the table. "Go through it, sir, so that preparations can begin...""Henry," Henry corrected him. He smiled slightly and nodded. "I would take it back to the headquarters before evening," he told Henry. "I'll go through it after I'm done with this. Also, try to make another copy for me before you return so that I can distribute it to everyone on the team who would help. "Harrison nodded and walked away from the office. Henry finished up with what he was doing and picked up the note that was handed over to him. He went through the names and was about to sign when he suddenly realized something and paused. He read the heading again, aloud this time. "Top twenty richest, camp." He began to check through the names once again, but this time more carefully. While he read the names, he stopped at number four. It was the name of Natasha's family. He smiled, but he didn't know
"Honey, sometimes you need to take a break from work and have fun, too."Natasha rolled her eyes. Her mom had said this countless times, yet it never sank into her head. She wished sometimes that she could take a break as promised, but it was almost impossible. There was a lot that she needed to do to keep the company going. "But mom..." She argued. "I am not overworking myself. I would know if I am, and I will stop."Cassandra sighed deeply and took her daughter's hands. "You lose weight every single day, and I am very sure you have noticed that, too."Natasha smiled. "I haven't lost a pound in two weeks. Mom, I need to maintain my body shape. I have not lost or added weight. You and Dad are just getting worked up and overthinking this thing. I am fine."Jerry stared at his wife and gave her a calm-down expression. She nodded, and he smiled at her. "What about Henry?" Jerry asked her. "I know you have too much to worry about, and Henry is another issue you don't want us to bring
"So he's not even rich?" "No, just that he's not one of the top twenty richest as he claims to be."The light whispers, giggles, and chuckles that were being heard from the cleaners downstairs made Linda stop. She had just finished working at her company and was on her way home. She wondered why the cleaners were gathered at that corner of the company by that time of the night. It was already past ten in the night. She stood by the side and decided to wait and know who they were talking about, but they kept talking without mentioning any names, and it was getting annoying. "I heard he's with Linda now," one of them said and giggled. "Linda, who?" Another asked. One of the staff noticed Linda standing behind and paused quickly. The one who was about to reply realized that her colleague was staring at something in shock, and immediately after she turned around, the other three followed. Five of them walked away quickly without saying anything to Linda after they saw her. "That wa
Linda was shocked when James mentioned Richard. She had been stopping herself from thinking to that extent all along. She opened her mouth to speak but ended up shutting herself up without saying anything. How could this be? It was impossible, right? Richard was not the person the women were referring to back there. While she was trying to create other thoughts in her head, James leaned forward and dropped his spoon on his plate. Linda fixed her eyes on him. He pushed the plate away slightly so that he could rest his hand on the table. "Guess what else," he asked. Nobody replied to him. Catherine was the most confused person at the table. She still had no clue as to what was going on, but she knew it had something to do with Linda's mood earlier. No wonder she asked her if she heard anything. There she was, thinking it was Henry when it was very far from having anything at all to do with him in the first place. "What is this all about, James?" She scolded. "This is not time to
Henry woke up that morning even before his alarm went off but chose to stay back in bed staring at the ceiling. He did not bother getting up to get dressed for work because he had planned working from home that day. He was going out to have a meeting with Natasha's father later in the day so he decided to stay back at home till it was time.Henry used that time of inactivity to go over his thoughts, there were several things bothering him all at once which he needed to give serious thoughts to but the most prominent one was the man he had encountered at the ball. That very encounter had left him in stitches since then since he had been trying to figure it out but every attempt made proved abortive. He had even tried so hard to convince himself that the encounter meant nothing and that the man was just bluffing but each time he tried, he failed woefully because he always found himself thinking about it.Another thing bothering him was the proposal from the pioneer business group, he k