.....At the chief executive officer's office, employees weren't allowed to enter by the previous company owner, but now there was an exception as two figures could be seen in the impressive exterior of the office room. "I couldn't thank you enough, Mister Spokesman. If there's any chance that you need my help, please do so." Sheila spoke gently, her heart shooting to the ears as she slightly bent her hourglass-like body, as her silky hair dropped from her shoulder. She was bowing courtly toward the person that had helped her earlier. It was none other than the spokesperson. She was filled with gratitude toward him. As a result, it was him who assisted her in exacting her revenge on that arrogant Kevin Garnett; she was pleased that she was able to slap him several times.Anyhow, Sheila was exceptionally puzzled as to why the two male models were respectful and even the guards at the entrance were showing apprehension when speaking to the spokesperson. Was he really that powerful? W
"Are you saying I own half of the Dreams Do Come True entertainment industry, which makes billions of dollars yearly?" Sheila clumsily spoke while she couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise at their insistence. She wanted to talk further but stopped halfway as she subconsciously gazed at the man called "Sir Nick", who had just entered the office and whom the spokesperson introduced to her as the company's "Chief Executive Officer," or in another term, the company owner. Sheila hadn't ruled out the possibility that something was amiss. "But why is the CEO.... wearing that?" Sheila couldn't help but blurt out, most importantly, Sir, Nick the CEO was presently wearing a sky blue cap, a striped blue shirt, and long pants that only janitors would wear.... She becomes dubious as a spokesperson. At this moment, the air became stiff, particularly when his wife, Sheila, was glaring suspiciously at them while her arms were placed on her slim hips. On the side, the panicking, Nick, had
The last thing Sheila wanted to meet was her distant cousin, Selena, who was as arrogant as ever. Her chin was raised in contempt. She didn't even bother hiding it as she stared at Sheila.'She still hasn't acknowledged me as her cousin?' Sheila murmured with a deep frown on her face. The reason Selena Laurel was referring to Sheila as "classmate" instead of "cousin", besides the reason for not acknowledging Sheila, was that she didn't have much of a presence in the family. Also, because her father was an unsuccessful businessman who didn't deserve to be one of the Laurel family members! Moreover, her attitude then took a turn for the worse since she became engaged with the youngest young master of the Laker family, Patrick Laker, who was a successful man through and through, making her proud."Selena, what are you trying to say?" Sheila rolled her eyes at her cousin. She was also thinking of how intimate these two appeared to be."Oh, was I talking to you?" Selena uttered it in a pro
At this moment, Selena's hair was disheveled while the slap mark on her face was on full display. She tried to hide it but the stinging pain on her cheeks prevented her from doing that. "Y-You.." Selena stuttered as her tears threatened to fall. On top of that, Sheila's words to her were like a punch in her stomach. For a split second, Sheila's eyes showed sympathy for Selena, his cousin; after all, blood is thicker than water, but then she shook her head as her gaze turned icy cold as she recalled how cruel her cousin Selena and her parents were to her. Also, who cares if she was kicked out of the Laurel family? And his father was a failed businessman? That doesn't mean they can point fingers at her and judge her! Sheila had numerous problems at hand, and these two self-entitled a*sholes manage to add up in it! She had enough of their scornful words and being looked down upon! If these two were twice as smart, they'd still be stupid! Likewise, there was a problem with their ugl
Sett could be seen trying to sleep, with his bloodshot eyes, as he kept fidgeting on the couch like a bothered ghost while covering his ears with pillows from the hard music being played by his neighbor while partying.Needless to say, Sett's effort to cover his ears didn't help either, though he was feeling that he should do something to stop the sound that kept bashing his eardrums."Brother, I can't sleep." Nini had gone down the stairs while rubbing her eyes as she did so in the complaint. Nini's words were the last straw that broke the camels' back!"Don't worry, Nini; I'll be right outside. Just wait here, Nini." Sett gently said, doing his best to assure his little sister that he would handle this matter, otherwise he too would explode in a rage. He was already dead tired.On top of that, it wasn't long since he had moved into this apartment and some idiot was having a party at a time like this! Supposedly, he was expecting a comfortable sleep..."Thanks, brother and be careful
"Hmm?" The young man full of pockmarks on his cheeks raised his brows while rudely scanning Sett up and down, judging him based on his looks and the way he dressed. 'Who the **** is this guy? With the way he dressed, this dude is nothing impressive!' The pockmarked young man thought to himself as he couldn't help but smirk, but then something clicked in his head."Oh, you must be my new neighbor. You've just moved to that rundown apartment, right?"When Sett came to the realization that he was facing a notoriously fickle-minded person, his lips twitched in irritation. Also, calling his new place "rundown," isn't that a downright slap to his face? Sett shook his head, but at least this fellow still had some common sense in him and was not completely retarded.."Yes, I just moved here the other day...""No, no, I'm not asking that. What I'm trying to say is, we're partying here and being loud..." The pockmarked young man rudely interrupted Sett's words as he spoke arrogantly. "What do
Early in the morning, Sett woke up feeling revitalized. His sleep was perfect; it felt good as the morning glory of the sun shone on his face. He stretched out his hand. Suddenly, he heard the doorbell ring, pulling him out of his daydream. His left eye twitched in annoyance. At that juncture, Sett opened the door, and he was startled to discover who the dude was. "D*mn, you're giving me a heart attack!" Sett snapped at Kent, who was standing in front of his door. "Why are you here and what the h*ck do you want?" Sett raised his sword-like brows as he spoke, and he didn't want to beat around the bush as he got straight to the point. Who in their right mind wouldn't be startled to see their ignoramus neighbor? And on top of that, they had a conflict yesterday. Just as Sett was about to interrogate Kent, aiming to find out what this Kent dude was up to, he heard him say something unbelievable. "I-I'm sorry..." His voice sounded more like a mosquito. Huh? What the... At this junc
At the prestigious hospital, the nurse that was in charge of the private medical ward was surprised to find it was deemed to be an ordinary visit from the lady who had introduced herself as Madam Scarlett.Their patient Charles Crossword, who was supposed to be in a coma, had shockingly spoken her name with such familiarity in response to her arrival... But what was baffling to see was how calm Ms. Scarlett was, as though she had already expected that Charles would respond to her arrival. "Little Jane... You're as beautiful as your mother." At this time, Charles Crossword turns her face toward Ms. Scarlett's direction with his blurry eyes. "How is your mother?""Dead.""I see..." Charles's expression turn lonely as Ms. Scarlett's mother was an influential woman, he was one of her admirers but he knows that a lady like her, had no chance of being with her... Hearing his daughter say that she was dead filled his heart with sadness. "It must have been hard on you, little Jane. I'm sorry.