Joshua's eyes light with a lot of emotions he wishes to conceal whatever it is that Pamela says to him before leaving."I can see you love her but what I understand is the fact that you choose to have her away instead," Oliver said as he looked longer into Joshua's ocean eyes it was blank that he could not have figured, the longings inside of them."There is something greater than love to men." Joshua crossed his eyes, it was lit with an absolute gaze blank as the sea."Ambition," Oliver cuts in. "But overly ambitious is dangerous, more like the depth of the sea you keep sinking in that same sense you find that this path you're travelling offers nothing but complete stillness underneath."Joshua stepped back he looked at Oliver the way that says your words have some sense inside."There is more than stillness, the ocean has no space at the brim and it doesn't scream land with any creatures." Joshua rephrased his sentence and Oliver chuckled. But the thought of Pamela we're what he was
"I just can't believe this." He muttered under his breath, the fact that Joshua felt utterly faked and used made him feel rage."Mr Stark, are you still there?" The Cyberpunk called in but Joshua fidgeted, he held back for a very long time before he finally hit the answer button."Who are you?" That was the very first word that escaped his mouth, his breathing hitched at the supposed lie over a long time before he could think of a way to breathe."What are you implying Mr Stark is everything okay with you?""Shut the fuck up! And fuck it! Tell me who you are!" Joshua's hand slammed against the desk like the rage of Odin; his yell was of no mercy and battered."Fine, I guess there is no need for me to lie. Well, you already know the truth." She said in a low, quiet and humid voice.All this while Joshua had been hearing a male voice, but now it has changed to a feminine, "It's truly you, isn't it." Joshua walked around the room. How could he have missed the slightest detail?"I'm sorr
It was getting chilly, how fast time has leapt. Pamela finds herself taking care of her mother."Do you think Joshua is right? I mean I see him as someone that is over as consumed with his self ambition at getting back at those that made him go through hell." Pamela finds it hard to judge whether Joshua was being unnecessarily annoying or he just wants to suffer for her."What is it? You can tell when someone is damaged by others he hardly heals." Mrs Bridget Mason forced herself out of the bed. She sat up resting her back on the headboard."Yes you're right mother, next time don't skip your medication. I think in a week or two I will travel from here, maybe I need time to heal too, maybe I will heal." To heal from Joshua and Mr Hudson, one that got her a purpose to get something great done.She walked down the street looking out at the foyer Mr Mason stood there clutching his radio as he spoke with the maid. His head rose and collided with Pamela he didn't say anything."At least if
Miss Noura's eyes wandered, her hand clenched tight around the glass of wine in her front.Joshua's gaze was piercing as ice. The server comes bearing the menu."Leave us yet, you can save that for later." Joshua waved his hand in the air at her and she did just simply nod.Back to his conversation with Miss Noura. Her brow tossed up almost in a twitch in correspondence to her mouth that curls to both sides."If I'm on his side I won't have concealed your identity when I fully know what you are beforehand." That was a more indirect way to tell Joshua that she was backing him but he doesn't settle for that.Miss Noura still sees those clouds on Joshua's forehead, the ones that doubted her and carried on. "I can't say you would trust me when you've found my secret. This all won't have happened if you didn't contact the best cyberpunk in Vancouver." She sighed. Her hand fiddled with her handbag velcro."Are you blaming it on me?" Joshua asks."No, but I'm trying to get to a point that I
Pamela squint's and Miss Noura hurried to them from the side. "Thanks, Geez I thought something terrible might have happened to you. . ." Pamela dashes towards her, her eyes searching for traces of scratch. With a sigh long enough Joshua was glad nothing happened to her, even with their unresolved issues he still knew somehow, he was used to being almost sugar-coated by her tempting info even when he didn't ask for it he got the mail."Great, you didn't get a scratch on you either." He nods simply and his eyes drift to his wristwatch."I have to get going, I should, ladies." He pointed his finger towards the exit."Wait!" Miss Noura shouts before she could blame it on her adrenaline. Her hand shook at her head."I think you should go through this."Joshua's forehead frowns as he slowly collects it from her hand. "What is this?""A token to you. It would be great if you get to open it yourself, Mr Stark. A real partnership between us." Miss Noura shook his hand almost ever so slightl
"I don't know what you were doing in Fraser for the news to get carried away like this! And with your Ex husband? Fuck it, Pamela!" Mr Hudson said as he fetched the soup from the bowl."How did you know?" She peered at her handbag and the files inside could free her but the incident with the girls, how they went ahead to disparage the picture of her and Joshua. God! She held her hand to her head. Pamela was clearly unhappy and fed up getting out of Fraser all the way here in a cab. She wished to crush her bone and not feel a thing."It's all over the news, were are you thinking that will make me divorce you?" Mr Hudson says."Grace is free Mr Hudson." She said, "Kindness doesn't cost a thing."The butler comes in and Mr Hudson fires her to shut up."What I'm saying is that it's high time you stellar your difference. Know when to stop the race."He chuckled hysterically, this was funny when he found all the odds to use against Joshua. He won't just stop now."I care about you Hudson."
She yanked herself from behind the shelves and sighed Miss Noura burst out. " you weren't expecting that we were you?"“This is not funny,” she said through her closed mouth.She wipes tears out of the corners of her eyes. Pamela had a soft spot for people. “What in the hell happened to you?”"Well, it's not a matter of what the hell, I guess I have gotten hold of the tail." She smiled."Well then what are we waiting for? We should scurry out before he wakes." Miss Noura nods with her. She rushed through the door. Pamela held in her hand something she managed; a paper to tear out of the bugger's body.They peered through to the door that was left open.“It looks like the whole place is about to fall into asinkhole.”Pamela shook her head.“It’s not that bad. We wouldn't have the time to act out and still put things in order.”“Let me be the judge of that. I want to see inside.” She paused horror washing through her. “Tell me you’ve been inside and not waste time please...”“Of course
"Well after your message last night you left me with no option other than to decide to show up," Joshua said as the door opened to meet him.''Did you get the mail?" Miss Noura asked."How could I not?" She whispered hoping her voice didn't carry.She stopped at the curb, opening the mailbox as fast as she could. The case of her being overly embarrassed by Joshua was still literal."Well. . .""I'm getting the mail, Miss Noura." Bonded by circumstances it was. She wouldn't have expected herself to be stuck up in this mess if she was told this is her fate years back when she was doing perfectly fine.Love, ambition, changes and God! She has basically gone insane.“That’s ridiculous! Our job is to give the client what they want!” Miss Noura sputtered in disbelief."Not that I find myself as your employee." Pamela fired back. Her heart thuds and she cringes at the thought of Mr Hudson, and the stages of annoyance he would be going through.She should endure if not she doesn't feel right