Mr Benedict was sitting in his study and going through some documents while adjusting his glasses which rested on the brim occasionally when there was a soft knock on his door. He looked up before he let out a slight grunt."Come in." His low deep voice called.Soon, the door was pushed open and a young girl who was just a few years past her teenage years dressed in a maid's uniform walked into the office."There is someone outside that wants to see you." She told him and he nodded towards the door."Let him in." The maid left and Mr Benedict went back to studying the documents before Miguel walked into the office.He was a young man with an average height and defined masculine features.At first glance, one would probably say he shared some physical features with Henry."Have a seat," Mr Benedict instructed, but before he could finish with his instructions, Miguel already pulled out the seat facing him and sat comfortably."I came to talk about the progress you have made so far with
Natasha strolled through the lines of clothes filled in the mall. Everyone would expect her to wear a pretty smile as she shopped for a dress to wear on her birthday, but to Natasha, there was nothing to be happy about. It was just some dumb birthday party that had been thrown by her parents for her. She wasn't interested in the party, and one of these days, she would lie in her room sleeping while her friends and family attended the party alone. She was tired of being forced to attend a dumb party that she didn't care about.A day that brought back old memories. How was she expected to celebrate and smile? "Ma'am," her maid called out as she tried out the third dress. "This looks good on you!" Natasha rolled her eyes at the compliment her maid just voiced out. "Of course, everything looks good on me," she responded sarcastically. She had tried the third dress, and the maid had the same compliment on all three of them. Was she tired of waiting for her, or did she just want to fl
"I can't believe he succeeded in lying to everyone and fooling them into believing that he's something, when he is something else," Damien told Henry. The two men were seated opposite each other as they had a drink together in a bar close to the office. "But I still do not understand the whole picture of everything," Henry said, and the confusion was written all over his face. "How come no one knew about this? How are we just finding out, and how possible is it? How's this news factual?"Damien sipped from his glass and placed it back on the table. He stared at Henry with a slight smile on his lips. "Richard's company went bankrupt a long time ago," Damien explained. "He was only trying to leech on the guild family."The news amazed Henry afresh every single time he heard it. Although this was the first time Henry would hear about the fact that Richard's company went bankrupt and all that. "Richard and his family were only dwelling on past glory."Henry was supposed to feel good a
Natasha walked out of her room and met her even planners waiting for her in the sitting room. There were two people there. A young man in his late twenties, and another woman in her early forties. "Hello, ma'am," the boy greeted as he quickly stood up to his feet. Natasha waved him off. The older lady also greeted Natash, and she smiled before settling on the couch facing them. "We are here for your opinion on a few things concerning your birthday," the older lady spoke first. "My dad called you, right?" Natasha asked as she stared at the older lady. "No, your mom did," the old lady responded. Natasha sighed deeply as she beckoned on one of the maids, who just walked out of the kitchen to come forward. The maid walked up to Natasha and bowed in front of her. "Get us something to drink," she ordered the maid. The maid nodded and walked away. "So," Natasha said as she faced the old lady again. "Since my parents called you here, why am I the one talking to you instead of them?"
Henry wondered why he was reconsidering his decision. He had already promised himself that he would give Natasha a gift for her birthday. He smiled deeply. His mom had made him hate Natasha and her affairs so much. If it wasn't from her, then he probably wouldn't be contemplating it. Again, he made up his mind that he would get her that gift since he had already decided that during the ball. He stood up from the dining table and called the maids to clear the table while he went to get his suitcase and leave for work. When he got to the office, he realized that there were a lot of documents for him to sign. He also decided that he would get Natasha's gift on his way from work that day. Henry began to go through a few documents so that he could sign them quickly. He was still at it when he heard a knock on the door. Harrison walked into the office after a while, carrying a few documents. "Sir," Haserion said as he placed the documents on the table. "Here are the documents from th
It was finally the day of Natasha's birthday party, a party which even though was paraded as a birthday party was actually a party meant to gather elites together.The hall had been decorated extravagantly which was what was expected of a big party which was meant for that sole purpose.Natasha had a straight face as her limousine pulled up in front of the venue. She looked through the window at all the glamor and splendor that had been poured out into the venue like there was a very important event going on there.It was indeed an important event, but for her parents and the company, not her.Natasha didn't realize she had been sitting at a spot in her car and staring through the window until her driver came over to the side of her window."Ma'am, I think it's time to go in, everyone is probably waiting for the celebrant by now." The driver said and Natasha rolled her eyes before she got down from the car.As soon as she came down, she looked around the environment and let out a deep
Henry's eyes met Natasha's as soon as he stepped his foot into the hall where her birthday was held, she said standing close to her mom and discussing with a man whom Henry presumed would be his business associate. He could not help but notice her dress and how beautiful she looked.She had on a red strapless dress that flowed all the way to her feet, masking her shoes. The dress was so tight that it clung onto her body and showed her curves in the right places. Her hair was tied beautifully into a smooth ponytail and she had on a light makeup that accentuated her look.Henry swallowed hard as he began to wonder how one person could be this beautiful. If only she wasn't as rude as she was though.Henry however, could not help but notice that she was not all smiley or even happy like a birthday girl should be, instead she had a slight frown on her face like she was being punished and forced to be there. Of course, she was unhappy. Henry remembered the conversation they had on the night
Linda walked out of her room and met her family, discussing and laughing happily. Mary was there, too. She was seated beside Catherine on a couch, while James was seated on the other couch that faced them. Linda stood by the stairs watching them. There was something about the way they were laughing so excitedly. Mary seemed to be telling them about something that happened in their neighborhood, and they were all engrossed in it, and they didn't notice that someone else had joined them. "The way he stood there staring at her as though his whole life depended on it with his mouth open widely. Then, the next minute, we saw him begging the woman who offended him and had come there to ask for his forgiveness." Mary paused for a while and had a good laugh. "I'm sorry for making you cheat on me, I'm sorry for making you hurt me..."By this time, Catherine and James were already on the floor laughing so loudly. "I'm sure you both know that those were not his exact words, but at least th