"Before Saturday?" Carla repeated with dull eyes. She slowly turned to look at her family members once again with a face that showed betrayal."Yes, Carla." Madam Felicia replied with a sigh. "Mr Churchill isn't interested in waiting and wants everything to be over with as soon as possible so he made an urgent request that it should be fixed for this week." She admitted without showing a hint of remorse. It was like it was something that couldn't be avoided."Do you get it now?" Philip asked with a beaming smile, but Carla just glared at him silently. "You don't have to be shy... I know you're hiding how much you really want this wedding to come and be done with quickly. That's why I insisted on making it so soon." Philip explained with a smug smile on his face.Isn't he getting a bit too over his head? Someone in the room thought. It was evident at this point that Carla wasn't in agreement with what was happening. The maid who had thought this just stole a few glances and mildly shoo
"Oh shit!" Johnson, Carla's father exclaimed and dashed towards Carla to catch her in his arms before she hit her head on any hard surface.Philip's smile had frozen on his face as he couldn't contemplate what had just happened. He looked at Carla and Johnson in confusion before he eventually fixed his facial expression and stood up to ask questions about what happened. But he was beaten to it."Are you okay Carla?" Iris, the wedding planner had rushed to her side along with her assistant and asked in a worried tone."Why did she fall to the ground?" Philip asked in puzzlement. He had really been expecting Carla to respond with a brights smile saying "thank you" or at least she was supposed to show a kind of relief that she had been freed from work.But, she had slumped to the ground. Philip wondered if it was out of joyous shock or something else. His face was crumpled in confusion.~sob~ Carla sobbed silently."Why the hell are you crying?" Philip exclaimed once again. No one had an
Madam Felicia absolutely refused to let Carla go."Didn't Philip say that he has turned in a resignation letter for you?" She snarled."It doesn't matter. I just want to check a few things at the office." Carla replied half-heartedly."For what reason?" Madam Felicia retorted. "I'm not allowing you to go there!" She stated firmly."I wasn't asking for your permission!" Carla rebutted firmly with a stubborn gaze of her own and proceeded to walk out of the house like nothing had happened."Stop there Carla!" Madam Felicia yelled at her but Carla didn't even pretend to hear her and continued going till she was out of the road."Damn that little brat!" Madam Felicia gritted her teeth frustratingly. "Johnson!" She yelled out to call her son. But she got no reply."Johnson!" She yelled again before she remembered that a maid was nearby who could help her call him."Why are you standing there watching me shout?" She glared at the maid furiously. "Go and get Johnson for me immediately!" She o
"Can't I just sleep like this forever?" Carla mumbled after she woke up from her sleep. The life she was living these days wasn't the kind of life she could wake up to feeling excited about each day. She detested her current circumstances.She had woken quite early and so she could still stay in bed for a while. She tried very hard to invoke the sleep once again but she failed miserably. Her thoughts were all over the place.'I wonder what Darius will do if he hears of the wedding plans.' She thought to herself while glaring at the ceiling. She really wondered what Darius would say about the current situation. Would he be angry? Would he be indifferent? Would he want to scatter it all? She wasn't sure.He had promised to take revenge on everyone. This was something that Carla still hadn't forgotten. She felt like it was an empty threat but then she had heard the reports of how he had locked his Father and step family in jail. Would he be able to throw Philip into jail?"Miss Carla.."
A few days before the wedding."Let me see the letter Philip submitted to you." Darius demanded. He was talking to Maxwell who had just come in to his office to report what had happened with Philip."Yes, young master." Maxwell handed over the piece of document with him to Darius.Darius flipped it open and read it. "Letter of resignation?" He looked up at Maxwell's face in confusion.Maxwell pushed up his glasses nervously. "I also don't understand the situation, young master." He awkwardly replied. "But Carla hasn't been in the office too either. Do you think she agreed with Philip to do this sir?""I don't think so." Darius replied with a complicated expression on his face. "I don't see any reason for Carla to do something like that. If she wanted to resign, them she would have submitted it herself." He said while being confident in his theory.The only reason Darius was able to come to this conclusion was because he knew Carla to an extent."Besides..." Darius continued. "She woul
Darius didn't feel quite easy with his decision. He shone how felt like he should make more deliberate step about the current situation but he also felt like there was no need to rush things. He just had to observe for now.But Darius had not imagined that the wedding would be on that Saturday.It was the next day and Darius sat in his office and twirled around in his seat with expectation as he watched Maxwell come in. A steaming cup of coffee had been placed on his table and Darius waiting for it to cool down before touching it."What's today's news?" He asked straight away without giving Maxwell the time to greet."Um.. that" Maxwell was caught unexpectedly and struggled with what to answer first. He eventually got his bearing and made up his mind."Philip went there again this morning as we speak and so did the wedding planners." He reported with a slight bow."And?" Darius looked at Maxwell curiously as he inquired. "Anything else?""Not yet, young master. It seems the meeting i
Darius watched the final moments of the ongoing wedding from inside his car as he seethed in rage.He had not been able to enter but he had made Maxwell to go and get access to the CCTV footage of the building. From there, the live feed was connected to a tablet and Darius watched from where he was.As much as Darius wanted to barge into the building to scatter the wedding in his wrath, he restrained himself from doing such a thing.'Its not worth it.' Darius had thought to himself. He was already too late now. Any other action he took would just seem petty to everyone who witnessed it as it would be judged as immature."You've won this time." Darius muttered as he glared at Philip through the screen. "Let's see how much longer you'll be able to enjoy it."***"She looks so beautiful!" A voice commented."Of course. Why do you think Philip was adamant in getting her to be his bride?" Another voice replied.This was inside the building that the wedding was being held. Despite the fact
"Hehe! I want to see what Darius' face will be like when he hears that I and Carla are married now..." Philip thought aloud to himself as he was being driven to his father's company.He couldn't help it. The woman that he had wanted for a long time had finally gotten to him now. Philip also felt good for taking Carla away from Darius. The very first victory he had over Darius since they met."This is just the beginning of what I'm going to do to him." Philip determined in his mind as he got off his car and entered into his father's company to meet him."Where the hell have you been?" Mr Churchill asked with a terrific scowl on his face the moment he saw Philip.Philip walked into the office nonchalantly and sat down. "Relax dad, I just finished my honeymoon in a hurry because of your unceasing calls. If you had been at my wedding maybe you would have remembered that I just got married and that I also had a honeymoon to attend to?" He accused his father."Since when do you know me to c