It took a while to convince Carla of the truth about Darius. But hearing it didn't bring any comfort or joy to Carla, it only brought her down to the pits of regret."I and your father are very sorry for what you may have suffered, Carla." Hannah began to apologize to her daughter for the past mistakes of what she and the rest of the family had made Carla do. "If only we had been a little bit patient with Darius." She said with sobs.Even with her body that was covered with bruises from all over, Carla pushed her mother away from her with a sudden vigour."Is that why you came here?" Carla spat in anger and her mother was shocked at the sudden outburst. Even her father was taken aback. "...to tell me that what I'm going through is all my fault and to brag about Darius's real status?!"It seemed really absurd to Carla. They had just suddenly come and seen how she was being treated and how much suffering she was going through and the only thing they saw fit to talk about was that Darius
As soon as Philip came barging into the house, he instinctively blurted out a question that he would normally ask. His gaze was fixated on Carla before he noticed Hannah and Johnson who were glaring daggers at him."Why aren't you working?" He had asked without thinking.Johnson had even stood up from his seat in a flare of anger and was about to approach Philip with aggressive intentions.That was until Philip noticed the two who were glaring at him maliciously. He quickly behaved as though he was talking to another maid of the house who had followed right behind him.He turned to her and spoke aggressively. "You're not working and you're still not serving out guests!" He yelled at her.Johnson and Hannah looked at Philip with puzzled expressions on their faces. They were confused at the sudden turn of events that had happened. And even Carla who had gotten jittery and frightened at his arrival had a look of bewilderment on her face."My wonderful in-laws!" Philip boisterously greete
The tension in the room was palpable as accusations hung heavily in the air. Carla's parents were no longer willing to remain silent witnesses to their daughter's suffering, and their anger radiated like a storm gathering momentum. The finely set dinner table, meant to be a facade of normalcy, now seemed like a stage for confrontation.Philip's initial facade of surprise gradually gave way to a smug smile. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as he studied Carla's parents with calculated amusement. "Maltreating Carla? Really, you think I'd do that?"Hannah's face twisted into a scowl as she glared at him. "We've heard enough, Philip. Darius told us everything."The mention of Darius's name seemed to send a shockwave through Philip. His once-confident demeanor faltered, replaced by an unsettling mix of frustration and apprehension. "Darius? What nonsense did he feed you?""He told us the truth," Johnson asserted, his voice trembling with fury. "That you've been causing her pa
Hannah and Johnson found their way out of Philip's house. But Carla wasn't with them. They had left her back at Philip's house hoping that Philip would do as he had promised.But in reality, Hannah didn't trust Philip's words one bit, it made her afraid but there was nothing that she could actually do about it.Philip had always been very good at masking his true feelings and intentions when he wanted to marry Carla, so obviously he had to be a very good actor. He had most likely acted to make them leave without any further trouble.Another reason that she couldn't really impose was when she realised that she had made a mistake by mentioning Darius's name. Afterall, Darius had threatened them no to leak any information whatsoever concerning him."You shouldn't have mentioned Darius." Johnson chided."It was a mistake." Carla said in her defense. Besides, he didn't really suspect anything right?""We're lucky he left the matter off like that." Johnson said as he shook his head slightly
"What is going on here?" Philip, who had just walked in, asked the secretary out of confusion.He had resumed to the office early that morning to discuss something with his father, but before he even entered the office, he heard his father screaming on top of his voice. And upon entering into the office, he saw the miserable state his father was in even as he was screaming and purple veins bulged on his forehead."I'm not sure sir.." The secretary who had been startled by Philip's sudden presence replied sincerely. She didn't know why he screamed; or did she? It seemed both of the things that happened were capable of making Mr Churchill to scream."What do you mean you're not sure?" Philip growled in annoyance and approached his father. "What happened?" He demanded from his father."Get out!" Mr Churchill yelled at Philip. He had stopped screaming and his head had become a mess of troubled thoughts. The last thing he wanted to do was engage in pointless chatter with his annoying son.
Mr Churchill had become agitated and restless in his bid to squeeze something out of the Charlton company.He was desperate, and he had to be, because at the rate at which things were moving for him, it was only a matter of time before he and his company hit rock bottom."Can we take this inside and have a proper discussion?" Maxwell spoke.He had been keeping his composure at all the nonsense. Mr Churchill was saying but he had finally hit the wrong button."Are you trying to run away and hide secrets?" One of the reporters who had heard Maxwell asked curiously. Mr Churchill's eyes shone with slight glee at this question.'It seems I made the best decision calling these paparazzi.' He thought inwardly with a vindictive feeling."Why would I do that?" Maxwell retorted with a question of his own as he tilted his head. "I suggested we move into a proper place for such a discussion because we're all supposed to be mature adults." He said sarcastically."... Besides," he continued. "I als
After Mr Churchill had left the Charlton company and the reporters had also found their way out of the company silently, Maxwell contacted Darius immediately."Young master.." He greeted."I saw the news." Darius swiftly replied without allowing Maxwell to finish his sentence."Did I handle it well?" Maxwell asked nervously as he swallowed a gulp. Anyone who saw him would be shocked that this was the same person who had been facing Mr Churchill and the reporters some mere moments ago with confidence and a stern face."Of course you did." Darius replied approvingly. "I even expect that he'll bring more trouble from now on." He added speculatively.The reporters that Mr Churchill had invited to the Charlton company for them to put pressure on Maxwell had all broadcasted the event live. So Darius had watched as the situation unfolded from his house."That is very likely, young master." Maxwell agreed. "Since I also told him that there was a possibility to renegotiate the contract, he'll
Philip was still waiting in his father's office by the time Mr Churchill returned from the Charlton company.There was a perpetual frown on his face as he sat down with crossed arms in Mr Churchill's office."What are you looking at?" Mr Churchill asked with a grimace as he entered into his office."I saw everything." Philip stated."So what?" Mr Churchill replied with a straight face."It's not like you're responsible enough to take actions that concern your own company. I had to make a move that your lazy ass could not do." He said with a sneer as he made his way to his seat."That's not why I came here." Philip was getting uncomfortable with the direction his father was proceeding in so he wanted to change the subject."Of course it's not. Your selfish ass doesn't care about the company that you're supposed to inherit and even when you're being assigned a task to perform, you'd mess it up." Mr Churchill's tone was beginning to rise."I don't mess things up." Philip protested with a