Drake and Lucille arrived at BellRox Corporation's headquarters, a bustling workplace packed with tasks and a fast-paced environment. No one seemed to notice or care about Drake and Lucille's arrival, creating discomfort for Lucille."No one seems to care," Lucille commented as they stood inside the elevator."Care about what?" Drake asked."You were just declared dead not long ago, and you returned alive again, but no one seems to care. I know they know you. You were formerly the head manager of sales and operations," Lucille said."What do you expect their reaction to be?" he snorted."At least they could greet you?" she suggested."Greet me?" Drake chuckled. "For you, they may appear indifferent, but I bet during breaks, they'll be talking about me.""Why are you laughing about this? At least colleagues should care about each other," she shared."That's nonsense," he commented. "Anyway, they'll care more about me later.""Huh? What?" she tilted her head."You'll know after we meet
The room descended into an immediate silence as Chairman Sy, the true head of BellRox Corporation, made his entrance. Executives rose in respect, acknowledging his presence with a mixture of anticipation and relief."Good afternoon, everyone," Chairman Sy greeted, his demeanor composed and authoritative. His arrival instantly diverted attention from the ongoing discussion.Drake stood up, offering a respectful smile. "Good afternoon, Chairman Sy. It's an honor to finally meet you in person."Chairman Sy nodded in acknowledgment before addressing the room, saying, "Please, be seated."As the executives settled back into their chairs, Chairman Sy's gaze swept across the room, detecting the lingering tension. "I apologize for my delay. I've been briefed on the ongoing discussions."Drake remained composed, keenly observing Chairman Sy's reaction to the proposal that had been presented moments ago."Mr. Chwe," Chairman Sy began, his voice carrying a sense of authority. "I heard about your
Lucille narrowed her gaze at Marianne. She could definitely see desire sparkling in Marianne's eyes—a clear sign that Marianne had eyes for Drake. She disliked it when Drake let such things slide."I can sense you want my man," Lucille said, her gaze menacing as she locked eyes with Marianne. "Back off, or else you'll suffer," she warned before confidently striding behind Drake.Marianne was speechless, watching Lucille walk away. She couldn't believe she had received such a warning from her."I know it very well. I was rejected, after all," Marianne muttered after a few moments of being stunned. She then walked in the opposite direction where the two were headed and added, "But at least I am not some sort of burden to him."She proceeded to continue her task, bringing convenience to Drake's work. Marianne went to the conference area, where the press was, before heading to where Drake and Lucille were taking a break."Aren't they here?" she wondered after a few knocks without an answe
The press conference brought a whirlwind of inquiries, painting Bellrox Corporation and Drake Chwe in a more favorable light. Yet, amid the positive buzz, Drake's unease amplified. Kale Justinbaste's absence troubled him, especially since the system feature alarm meant to signal Zack White's proximity hadn't triggered in Justinbaste's presence."Where did he go? Why isn't he here?" Drake pondered, his mind spinning with doubt. His initial assumption that Justinbaste might be Zack White crumbled, leaving him even warier of Justinbaste's true identity."Are you looking for Lucille?" Marianne's voice snapped Drake out of his thoughts, drawing attention to Lucille's absence."Lucille?" Drake's brow furrowed as he scanned the room, only just realizing she was missing. "Right, where is she?""I think she remained in the break room. She said she wouldn't be of any help here at all," Marianne informed him."That girl, I told her to stick with me," Drake muttered, irritation evident in his voi
Drake held Lucille close, facing the security officers with a determined stance. "She's coming with me," he said firmly.The officers hesitated, uncertain of their next move under Drake's commanding presence. Lucille clung to him, grateful for his protective stance."She needs to stay until we sort this out," one officer insisted.Drake's gaze remained fixed, his resolve unwavering. "She's innocent. Check the CCTV. She clearly denied making the drink.""Unfortunately, the CCTV in the breakroom wasn't working. As of now, she's our prime suspect in Director Justinbaste's poisoning," the chief officer said politely, suspicion lingering in his eyes. "If you don't comply, we'll have to involve the police.""Fine. We're not leaving, but we'll wait in my office," Drake replied, struggling to keep his composure."Where's your office?" the chief officer asked, unsure of Drake's current position at BellRox Corporation.Drake Chwe was no longer the head manager of the sales and operations depart
The room plunged into stunned silence as Lucille's startling admission lingered in the air, leaving Chairman Sy, Drake, and Kale Justinbaste visibly bewildered."What are you saying?" Chairman Sy questioned, disbelief flickering in his widened eyes.Lucille, feigning fear in her expression, started cautiously, "Kale Justinbaste... I caught him adding poison to the drinks intended for the executives. I switched the drink he tampered with, and he ended up poisoned instead!"Drake struggled to contain his laughter at Lucille's bold fabrication, managing to maintain his composure as he watched Kale Justinbaste's face drain of color in disbelief.Chairman Sy leaned forward, his features a mix of confusion and frustration. "Director Justinbaste wanted to poison us? That's preposterous.""He's targeting my boyfriend! I won't let him harm him! That's why I had to act this way," Lucille claimed, her voice trembling with apparent distress."But why are you only revealing this now?" one of Kale
In the opulent Royal Eleanor Hotel, home to the most luxurious suite in Magrao City, the owner seemed indifferent to its high-end beauty."Why isn't my brother home yet?" Eleanor frowned, directing her query to her personal bodyguards."We actually don't know Sir Drake Chwes's schedule. I'm sorry," Ceasare, the bodyguard, politely responded."But he's not answering my messages either," Eleanor pouted, growing concerned as it was past dinner time."You don't have to worry about your brother, Miss Eleanor. Working in a higher position is not easy. He's probably just working overtime," Aunt Ling said, attempting to comfort Eleanor. However, Eleanor's expression twisted in irritation as she deliberately ignored her. She didn't even bother to look at Aunt Ling, who was standing right in front of her. Instead, she repeatedly refreshed her email on her phone, hoping for a report from Mr. Bigas.After finishing reading the report, she stood up. The vexation on her face turned into concern and
In the Royal Eleanor Hotel, Drake and Eleanor returned to their suite. They had a short dinner together before everyone went to their own rooms.Drake wanted to talk more with Eleanor, but he was kicked out of the room as Eleanor claimed she was tired.“So you’re saying that my sister was purposely ignoring and tormenting you as soon as I turned my back?” he asked after Aunt Ling provided her report.“Yes. I don't really understand why she’s doing this to me. She’s been really hard on me from the very beginning,” Aunt Ling groaned, feeling ashamed that she couldn't do her job well.“Eleanor is not the type to do that. Also, the two of you are supposed to get along together,” he said.“What do you mean?” Aunt Ling tilted her head.“It’s nothing. Just keep a close eye on her. Even during sleeping time, you should be the first one to know when she gets up.”“Okay, I will,” she said. “I’ll be…”“What?” Drake bluntly asked as he noticed her gaze at him, as if she were hesitantly wanting to