Chapter 65

Chapter

He swirled around facing me, "are you trying to tell me that you've finally see someone that ask you out on a date? " He cooed and I felt goosebumps all over me, every strand of my hair was standing up and i just forced a smile out. "Can I go?" I asked still be persistent.

"What if I said no?" He said breaking the camel back. "I will just stay back." I answered him with smiles.

"Then do that!" His voice uttered said and I almost collapsed. He hauled away and I think now is the right time to unleashed the tears that I've been hiding.

"W-what? He didn't even give a damn if you go on lunch with some stranger? Why don't you go for the lunch and made him jealous?" My subconscious suggested and I just nods my head negatively. "That's not the best option." I said trying to console myself.

One day, I know he is going to love me and I will mean the whole world to him but hopefully it doesn't get longer cos I'm dying out of desperation.

***

Daniel POV

I wake up from bed tossing around with my blanket on my head. I couldn't sleep because of her and I just stay laid on my bed stating at the ceiling.

What could have been more interesting than we having lunch together. " Jeez! But i think I promise myself that I would never fell in love." I reprimand myself but maybe now is the time to show to the world that I can be a genuine lover. 

I would date her genuinely with my mind, marry her and showered her with love. I will ensure we move closer to Whitney neighborhood so that she could see by herself and feel jealous.

I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, I gave save her number with my crush actually and it's getting fun knowing her. I think she's is my spec.

" Ring..." The tone of the phone trailed off leaving me at a cliffhanger.  My mind couldn't concentrate as i haven't heard her voice.

Thanks to start she later picked her call, I waited for her to say something but she wasn't talking so I had to say "hello," 

Her response to me were cold so I just to make up for it that, "I called, to check on you." And I hanged up the call.

Standing up from my bed, I stretched my arms and legs, messing my hair with my hand. "Arrg..." I trailed dragging my feet towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, I just check on my reflection and a smile appeared on my face, maybe is time to get this weird beard off my chin and look normal like a human being.

Maybe she's actually showing me attitude because I dressed like an old man in his fifties. I shaved off when I stop all of a sudden, an idea popped into my head, "lunch!" "Whoa!" That sounds like a great idea how about I invite her for lunch. Will she agree to my consent?

I ran out of the bathroom to grab my phone. I dialed her number, she picked before it could ring the second time.

"Hello," I said and she replied nicely. "How about we have lunch together?" I asked stammering with my fingers running through my hair.

She wanted to say, "yes." But all of a sudden she said, she will get back to me. And now I've been waiting for her call. Maybe I should call her to inform her that I'm waiting for her response or probably sent a text message.

I was about to click on message on my phone home screen when her message popped in. "Why would you want us to have lunch together? Aren't we business partner?"

I felt lost at that, I give up. I shoved the phone under my pillow walking to the bathroom to have my bath. I don't she worth me chasing around for.

After taking my bath, I strides to the bathroom drying my body with a towel. I have to apologise to my secretary anyway.

Looking nice will melt her heart. Thirty minutes later, I was already in my car, turning on the engine. I placed my hand in the steering wheel mumbling some prayers. I heaved down after the prayer and drive off.

"Anyone else?" My mind had questioned me. "Anyone like?" I whined letting out a shaky laugh.

** ***

Getting to the office and I meet my  secretary giggling at me with smiles all over her face. She's really beautiful, her hair is wonderfully parked and her rosy lip alluring.

There's something about her eyes which keeps winking at me. "You look beautiful and ..." I complimented taking my leave while I trailed off at the last words because they were so heavy to get out of my mouth.

I whirled around to see her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth was parted open. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry for yesterday. I was harsh to you." I said winking at her and she struggled for words trying to hide her face from me.

"T-thank, you sir." She stuttered and I walked over to the door, pulling it open.  I was shocked at my sight, a lady way already seated in my office.

"What the fuck?" I cursed out lowly but it's the waiting room anyway not actually in my own office where I had keep important documents.

"Hello..." I tried to greet while the lady backing me with her long hair swirled her neck around slowly turning to me and I was shocked.

She was shocked also, "you..." I trailed off.

She never smiles, she just stand up on her feet and said, "so you are the owner of this company? Or probably you deceived a young girl into loving you then stripped her off her father's sweat." 

Her response were harsh though, I might have be a jerk from the beginning but not now that I have realized my mistake and why is she glaring at me like I'm the Genesis of her problem.

"Any problem with that? Are you shock that at least I have a legacy?" She chuckled at my talk and said, "bankruptcy?" 

My eyes flared up in anger and I swear I'd feel the urge to go on there and have her strangled.

"What about the child?" I have wanted to ask but i decide to keep my mouth shut. "Heard someone husband died and she moved on."

"Meaning?" She wheezed staring at me with a teary eyes.

I got her, "we can pretend as if we don't know each other and may I ask why you are here?"

"Says by a murderer who killed my husband and almost ruined my life." 

"And says by someone who ruined a whole family, turned their back against each other, and take over their sweat."

"That was because the person in charge way stupid, arrogant, senseless his overconfidence throw him off and was that the reason why you've got him killed?"  Her voice was full with sorrow and anguish and I felt my heart clenches.

"You're pretending now that you love him? Whereas you moved on and even give birth before his one year death anniversary." I poured out my heart, she flinched in fear, her hands trembled and i just stand still, with my hands shoved into my pocket.

"That's none of your business." She snapped fidgeting with her finger, I strolled towards her while she stands still not moving her away. Like funny? She doesn't even fear me.

"It's my business. I know you killed him to take over his business just like how you've taken over my business then you elope with your new catch and have a child for him. Isn't it?"

She threw a fistful of her hands towards me and I grabbed them within my palm, glaring at her with hatred in my eyes. "Your love for him was not genuine. I know." 

She struggled to have her hand removed from mine and pushed me off. She stomped past me and stopped few meters away from the the door. "Watch your back, I'm your worst nightmare I will come over and over again."

"Watch your child, I'm her uncle. I will make her see a lot of reasons why she must be away from you." I cooed and she glared up throwing her purse somewhere while she charged at me.

I just permit her to touch me as she had wanted. She grabbed my collar pulling me closer to her, "don't you dare!" She warned and I just pulled my face closer to her such that the warmness of my breath escape my lip brushing through her cheeks.

I could feel the electric running through her so she let go of me when I said, "how about a kiss and I smooch your fucking breast? Will that give you access to my legacy since you're a whore."

"You don't dare tell me that." She said walking away to the door and I watched her pick her purse. She slammed the door after her.

I heaved form a heavy sigh, "this girl is crazy. Why would Clinton have ended up with her anyway?"

"Anyway, that's not my problem." I said walking to my seat. I sat my ass, fluttering open the pages of the documents in front of me.

***

Whitney

I don't know why but I feel attracted to the company so I had to take my bath early and rushed towards there. On arriving there, I was told he isn't yet in the office.

I volunteered to wait, and I was ushered to the waiting room in which I waited closely for about an hour.

I was taking glances at the social media handle in which my company was being mentioned. It a good thing that I'm taking over the industry and thanks to Clinton, determination, hardwork, consistency and Jack.

Not long after I received a call from Jack who was keeping me accompany, the door makes a creaky sound in which I know it might be him.

In a haste  to know how he was, I swirled my neck around in a slow manner. With our face to each other, I was shocked at the person in front of me.

He was no other than the idiot who had ruined my life, who almost wanted me to see the reason why I shouldn't be alive.

I give a chuck, seeing him alone makes my heart bleed, I feel the urge to kill him and have his heart ripped out from within his chest.

His already smiling face was replaced with shock as well, "hello..." He trailed off pursing his lips into a firm line.

"You're the owner of this company?" I had asked him. I know it better, that he might have deceived a heiress into loving him by just taking over the company from her.

His greediness and lust for other people sweat has always  pissed me off. His question threw me off balance. "Heard someone husband died and she move on." "Ridiculous indeed." Although I felt remorseful for that,it actually true, I shouldn't have move on but I need to forget about him so that I can live a fulfilled life.

I know his dreams has always be for me to be successful and if possible that he had died for my sake, I should move on right?

"That's none of your business." That was my reply, he's showing concern like he had cared for him. He was always threatening Clinton eversince he found out that we were behind his company downfall.

The vibration of my phone break my concentration as I shoved my hand into my purse. It's a strange number and I picked it up.

"Sorry ma'am, but the management of the firm had just arrived and his personal assistant would love too see you." A feminist voice which I realized belong to the secretary that had ushered me into.a waiting room.

A smile escape my lips. Maybe then, he isn't the owner.

Curiosity eat into my skin and I was feeling heat. I fanned myself with my hands trying to breathe out.

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He swirled around facing me, "are you trying to tell me that you've finally see someone that ask you out on a date? " He cooed and I felt goosebumps all over me, every strand of my hair was standing up and i just forced a smile out. "Can I go?" I asked still be persistent.

"What if I said no?" He said breaking the camel back. "I will just stay back." I answered him with smiles.

"Then do that!" His voice uttered said and I almost collapsed. He hauled away and I think now is the right time to unleashed the tears that I've been hiding.

"W-what? He didn't even give a damn if you go on lunch with some stranger? Why don't you go for the lunch and made him jealous?" My subconscious suggested and I just nods my head negatively. "That's not the best option." I said trying to console myself.

One day, I know he is going to love me and I will mean the whole world to him but hopefully it doesn't get longer cos I'm dying out of desperation.

***

Daniel POV

I wake up from bed tossing around with my blanket on my head. I couldn't sleep because of her and I just stay laid on my bed stating at the ceiling.

What could have been more interesting than we having lunch together. " Jeez! But i think I promise myself that I would never fell in love." I reprimand myself but maybe now is the time to show to the world that I can be a genuine lover. 

I would date her genuinely with my mind, marry her and showered her with love. I will ensure we move closer to Whitney neighborhood so that she could see by herself and feel jealous.

I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, I gave save her number with my crush actually and it's getting fun knowing her. I think she's is my spec.

" Ring..." The tone of the phone trailed off leaving me at a cliffhanger.  My mind couldn't concentrate as i haven't heard her voice.

Thanks to start she later picked her call, I waited for her to say something but she wasn't talking so I had to say "hello," 

Her response to me were cold so I just to make up for it that, "I called, to check on you." And I hanged up the call.

Standing up from my bed, I stretched my arms and legs, messing my hair with my hand. "Arrg..." I trailed dragging my feet towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, I just check on my reflection and a smile appeared on my face, maybe is time to get this weird beard off my chin and look normal like a human being.

Maybe she's actually showing me attitude because I dressed like an old man in his fifties. I shaved off when I stop all of a sudden, an idea popped into my head, "lunch!" "Whoa!" That sounds like a great idea how about I invite her for lunch. Will she agree to my consent?

I ran out of the bathroom to grab my phone. I dialed her number, she picked before it could ring the second time.

"Hello," I said and she replied nicely. "How about we have lunch together?" I asked stammering with my fingers running through my hair.

She wanted to say, "yes." But all of a sudden she said, she will get back to me. And now I've been waiting for her call. Maybe I should call her to inform her that I'm waiting for her response or probably sent a text message.

I was about to click on message on my phone home screen when her message popped in. "Why would you want us to have lunch together? Aren't we business partner?"

I felt lost at that, I give up. I shoved the phone under my pillow walking to the bathroom to have my bath. I don't she worth me chasing around for.

After taking my bath, I strides to the bathroom drying my body with a towel. I have to apologise to my secretary anyway.

Looking nice will melt her heart. Thirty minutes later, I was already in my car, turning on the engine. I placed my hand in the steering wheel mumbling some prayers. I heaved down after the prayer and drive off.

"Anyone else?" My mind had questioned me. "Anyone like?" I whined letting out a shaky laugh.

** ***

Getting to the office and I meet my  secretary giggling at me with smiles all over her face. She's really beautiful, her hair is wonderfully parked and her rosy lip alluring.

There's something about her eyes which keeps winking at me. "You look beautiful and ..." I complimented taking my leave while I trailed off at the last words because they were so heavy to get out of my mouth.

I whirled around to see her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth was parted open. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry for yesterday. I was harsh to you." I said winking at her and she struggled for words trying to hide her face from me.

"T-thank, you sir." She stuttered and I walked over to the door, pulling it open.  I was shocked at my sight, a lady way already seated in my office.

"What the fuck?" I cursed out lowly but it's the waiting room anyway not actually in my own office where I had keep important documents.

"Hello..." I tried to greet while the lady backing me with her long hair swirled her neck around slowly turning to me and I was shocked.

She was shocked also, "you..." I trailed off.

She never smiles, she just stand up on her feet and said, "so you are the owner of this company? Or probably you deceived a young girl into loving you then stripped her off her father's sweat." 

Her response were harsh though, I might have be a jerk from the beginning but not now that I have realized my mistake and why is she glaring at me like I'm the Genesis of her problem.

"Any problem with that? Are you shock that at least I have a legacy?" She chuckled at my talk and said, "bankruptcy?" 

My eyes flared up in anger and I swear I'd feel the urge to go on there and have her strangled.

"What about the child?" I have wanted to ask but i decide to keep my mouth shut. "Heard someone husband died and she moved on."

"Meaning?" She wheezed staring at me with a teary eyes.

I got her, "we can pretend as if we don't know each other and may I ask why you are here?"

"Says by a murderer who killed my husband and almost ruined my life." 

"And says by someone who ruined a whole family, turned their back against each other, and take over their sweat."

"That was because the person in charge way stupid, arrogant, senseless his overconfidence throw him off and was that the reason why you've got him killed?"  Her voice was full with sorrow and anguish and I felt my heart clenches.

"You're pretending now that you love him? Whereas you moved on and even give birth before his one year death anniversary." I poured out my heart, she flinched in fear, her hands trembled and i just stand still, with my hands shoved into my pocket.

"That's none of your business." She snapped fidgeting with her finger, I strolled towards her while she stands still not moving her away. Like funny? She doesn't even fear me.

"It's my business. I know you killed him to take over his business just like how you've taken over my business then you elope with your new catch and have a child for him. Isn't it?"

She threw a fistful of her hands towards me and I grabbed them within my palm, glaring at her with hatred in my eyes. "Your love for him was not genuine. I know." 

She struggled to have her hand removed from mine and pushed me off. She stomped past me and stopped few meters away from the the door. "Watch your back, I'm your worst nightmare I will come over and over again."

"Watch your child, I'm her uncle. I will make her see a lot of reasons why she must be away from you." I cooed and she glared up throwing her purse somewhere while she charged at me.

I just permit her to touch me as she had wanted. She grabbed my collar pulling me closer to her, "don't you dare!" She warned and I just pulled my face closer to her such that the warmness of my breath escape my lip brushing through her cheeks.

I could feel the electric running through her so she let go of me when I said, "how about a kiss and I smooch your fucking breast? Will that give you access to my legacy since you're a whore."

"You don't dare tell me that." She said walking away to the door and I watched her pick her purse. She slammed the door after her.

I heaved form a heavy sigh, "this girl is crazy. Why would Clinton have ended up with her anyway?"

"Anyway, that's not my problem." I said walking to my seat. I sat my ass, fluttering open the pages of the documents in front of me.

***

Whitney

I don't know why but I feel attracted to the company so I had to take my bath early and rushed towards there. On arriving there, I was told he isn't yet in the office.

I volunteered to wait, and I was ushered to the waiting room in which I waited closely for about an hour.

I was taking glances at the social media handle in which my company was being mentioned. It a good thing that I'm taking over the industry and thanks to Clinton, determination, hardwork, consistency and Jack.

Not long after I received a call from Jack who was keeping me accompany, the door makes a creaky sound in which I know it might be him.

In a haste  to know how he was, I swirled my neck around in a slow manner. With our face to each other, I was shocked at the person in front of me.

He was no other than the idiot who had ruined my life, who almost wanted me to see the reason why I shouldn't be alive.

I give a chuck, seeing him alone makes my heart bleed, I feel the urge to kill him and have his heart ripped out from within his chest.

His already smiling face was replaced with shock as well, "hello..." He trailed off pursing his lips into a firm line.

"You're the owner of this company?" I had asked him. I know it better, that he might have deceived a heiress into loving him by just taking over the company from her.

His greediness and lust for other people sweat has always  pissed me off. His question threw me off balance. "Heard someone husband died and she move on." "Ridiculous indeed." Although I felt remorseful for that,it actually true, I shouldn't have move on but I need to forget about him so that I can live a fulfilled life.

I know his dreams has always be for me to be successful and if possible that he had died for my sake, I should move on right?

"That's none of your business." That was my reply, he's showing concern like he had cared for him. He was always threatening Clinton eversince he found out that we were behind his company downfall.

The vibration of my phone break my concentration as I shoved my hand into my purse. It's a strange number and I picked it up.

"Sorry ma'am, but the management of the firm had just arrived and his personal assistant would love too see you." A feminist voice which I realized belong to the secretary that had ushered me into.a waiting room.

A smile escape my lips. Maybe then, he isn't the owner.

Curiosity eat into my skin and I was feeling heat. I fanned myself with my hands trying to breathe out.

Chapter

He swirled around facing me, "are you trying to tell me that you've finally see someone that ask you out on a date? " He cooed and I felt goosebumps all over me, every strand of my hair was standing up and i just forced a smile out. "Can I go?" I asked still be persistent.

"What if I said no?" He said breaking the camel back. "I will just stay back." I answered him with smiles.

"Then do that!" His voice uttered said and I almost collapsed. He hauled away and I think now is the right time to unleashed the tears that I've been hiding.

"W-what? He didn't even give a damn if you go on lunch with some stranger? Why don't you go for the lunch and made him jealous?" My subconscious suggested and I just nods my head negatively. "That's not the best option." I said trying to console myself.

One day, I know he is going to love me and I will mean the whole world to him but hopefully it doesn't get longer cos I'm dying out of desperation.

***

Daniel POV

I wake up from bed tossing around with my blanket on my head. I couldn't sleep because of her and I just stay laid on my bed stating at the ceiling.

What could have been more interesting than we having lunch together. " Jeez! But i think I promise myself that I would never fell in love." I reprimand myself but maybe now is the time to show to the world that I can be a genuine lover. 

I would date her genuinely with my mind, marry her and showered her with love. I will ensure we move closer to Whitney neighborhood so that she could see by herself and feel jealous.

I grabbed my phone and dialed her number, I gave save her number with my crush actually and it's getting fun knowing her. I think she's is my spec.

" Ring..." The tone of the phone trailed off leaving me at a cliffhanger.  My mind couldn't concentrate as i haven't heard her voice.

Thanks to start she later picked her call, I waited for her to say something but she wasn't talking so I had to say "hello," 

Her response to me were cold so I just to make up for it that, "I called, to check on you." And I hanged up the call.

Standing up from my bed, I stretched my arms and legs, messing my hair with my hand. "Arrg..." I trailed dragging my feet towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, I just check on my reflection and a smile appeared on my face, maybe is time to get this weird beard off my chin and look normal like a human being.

Maybe she's actually showing me attitude because I dressed like an old man in his fifties. I shaved off when I stop all of a sudden, an idea popped into my head, "lunch!" "Whoa!" That sounds like a great idea how about I invite her for lunch. Will she agree to my consent?

I ran out of the bathroom to grab my phone. I dialed her number, she picked before it could ring the second time.

"Hello," I said and she replied nicely. "How about we have lunch together?" I asked stammering with my fingers running through my hair.

She wanted to say, "yes." But all of a sudden she said, she will get back to me. And now I've been waiting for her call. Maybe I should call her to inform her that I'm waiting for her response or probably sent a text message.

I was about to click on message on my phone home screen when her message popped in. "Why would you want us to have lunch together? Aren't we business partner?"

I felt lost at that, I give up. I shoved the phone under my pillow walking to the bathroom to have my bath. I don't she worth me chasing around for.

After taking my bath, I strides to the bathroom drying my body with a towel. I have to apologise to my secretary anyway.

Looking nice will melt her heart. Thirty minutes later, I was already in my car, turning on the engine. I placed my hand in the steering wheel mumbling some prayers. I heaved down after the prayer and drive off.

"Anyone else?" My mind had questioned me. "Anyone like?" I whined letting out a shaky laugh.

** ***

Getting to the office and I meet my  secretary giggling at me with smiles all over her face. She's really beautiful, her hair is wonderfully parked and her rosy lip alluring.

There's something about her eyes which keeps winking at me. "You look beautiful and ..." I complimented taking my leave while I trailed off at the last words because they were so heavy to get out of my mouth.

I whirled around to see her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth was parted open. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry for yesterday. I was harsh to you." I said winking at her and she struggled for words trying to hide her face from me.

"T-thank, you sir." She stuttered and I walked over to the door, pulling it open.  I was shocked at my sight, a lady way already seated in my office.

"What the fuck?" I cursed out lowly but it's the waiting room anyway not actually in my own office where I had keep important documents.

"Hello..." I tried to greet while the lady backing me with her long hair swirled her neck around slowly turning to me and I was shocked.

She was shocked also, "you..." I trailed off.

She never smiles, she just stand up on her feet and said, "so you are the owner of this company? Or probably you deceived a young girl into loving you then stripped her off her father's sweat." 

Her response were harsh though, I might have be a jerk from the beginning but not now that I have realized my mistake and why is she glaring at me like I'm the Genesis of her problem.

"Any problem with that? Are you shock that at least I have a legacy?" She chuckled at my talk and said, "bankruptcy?" 

My eyes flared up in anger and I swear I'd feel the urge to go on there and have her strangled.

"What about the child?" I have wanted to ask but i decide to keep my mouth shut. "Heard someone husband died and she moved on."

"Meaning?" She wheezed staring at me with a teary eyes.

I got her, "we can pretend as if we don't know each other and may I ask why you are here?"

"Says by a murderer who killed my husband and almost ruined my life." 

"And says by someone who ruined a whole family, turned their back against each other, and take over their sweat."

"That was because the person in charge way stupid, arrogant, senseless his overconfidence throw him off and was that the reason why you've got him killed?"  Her voice was full with sorrow and anguish and I felt my heart clenches.

"You're pretending now that you love him? Whereas you moved on and even give birth before his one year death anniversary." I poured out my heart, she flinched in fear, her hands trembled and i just stand still, with my hands shoved into my pocket.

"That's none of your business." She snapped fidgeting with her finger, I strolled towards her while she stands still not moving her away. Like funny? She doesn't even fear me.

"It's my business. I know you killed him to take over his business just like how you've taken over my business then you elope with your new catch and have a child for him. Isn't it?"

She threw a fistful of her hands towards me and I grabbed them within my palm, glaring at her with hatred in my eyes. "Your love for him was not genuine. I know." 

She struggled to have her hand removed from mine and pushed me off. She stomped past me and stopped few meters away from the the door. "Watch your back, I'm your worst nightmare I will come over and over again."

"Watch your child, I'm her uncle. I will make her see a lot of reasons why she must be away from you." I cooed and she glared up throwing her purse somewhere while she charged at me.

I just permit her to touch me as she had wanted. She grabbed my collar pulling me closer to her, "don't you dare!" She warned and I just pulled my face closer to her such that the warmness of my breath escape my lip brushing through her cheeks.

I could feel the electric running through her so she let go of me when I said, "how about a kiss and I smooch your fucking breast? Will that give you access to my legacy since you're a whore."

"You don't dare tell me that." She said walking away to the door and I watched her pick her purse. She slammed the door after her.

I heaved form a heavy sigh, "this girl is crazy. Why would Clinton have ended up with her anyway?"

"Anyway, that's not my problem." I said walking to my seat. I sat my ass, fluttering open the pages of the documents in front of me.

***

Whitney

I don't know why but I feel attracted to the company so I had to take my bath early and rushed towards there. On arriving there, I was told he isn't yet in the office.

I volunteered to wait, and I was ushered to the waiting room in which I waited closely for about an hour.

I was taking glances at the social media handle in which my company was being mentioned. It a good thing that I'm taking over the industry and thanks to Clinton, determination, hardwork, consistency and Jack.

Not long after I received a call from Jack who was keeping me accompany, the door makes a creaky sound in which I know it might be him.

In a haste  to know how he was, I swirled my neck around in a slow manner. With our face to each other, I was shocked at the person in front of me.

He was no other than the idiot who had ruined my life, who almost wanted me to see the reason why I shouldn't be alive.

I give a chuck, seeing him alone makes my heart bleed, I feel the urge to kill him and have his heart ripped out from within his chest.

His already smiling face was replaced with shock as well, "hello..." He trailed off pursing his lips into a firm line.

"You're the owner of this company?" I had asked him. I know it better, that he might have deceived a heiress into loving him by just taking over the company from her.

His greediness and lust for other people sweat has always  pissed me off. His question threw me off balance. "Heard someone husband died and she move on." "Ridiculous indeed." Although I felt remorseful for that,it actually true, I shouldn't have move on but I need to forget about him so that I can live a fulfilled life.

I know his dreams has always be for me to be successful and if possible that he had died for my sake, I should move on right?

"That's none of your business." That was my reply, he's showing concern like he had cared for him. He was always threatening Clinton eversince he found out that we were behind his company downfall.

The vibration of my phone break my concentration as I shoved my hand into my purse. It's a strange number and I picked it up.

"Sorry ma'am, but the management of the firm had just arrived and his personal assistant would love too see you." A feminist voice which I realized belong to the secretary that had ushered me into.a waiting room.

A smile escape my lips. Maybe then, he isn't the owner.

Curiosity eat into my skin and I was feeling heat. I fanned myself with my hands trying to breathe out.