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After the whole little bounding they had, Nathan finally returned back to work but not before Talia almost murdered him for not keeping in touch with her and almost worrying her to death. Nathan had apologized and had promised her that he would visit her granny that weekend. The weekend was finally here, they hadn’t found the answer to the riddle Mrs. Jessica Lopez gave them and Brixlee had decided that she would do the fashion show for Xavier in exchange for the answer. She hadn’t told anyone about it, neither Nathan nor Tyler but she couldn’t resist telling Amerie. They had gotten really close and she really liked how accommodating she was. That Saturday, Nathan left work early because he had plans. He had promised to visit Talia’s granny and he was bent on doing so. He had given up all hope with finding an answer to Jessica Lopez’s stupid riddle. He was going to find new investors. Nathan zoomed his sleek black car up the long, winding driveway of Talia's family mansi
Confusion and surprise washed over Brixlee’s as she looked up into the face of her rescuer. It was Nathan. His steady gaze met hers with a reassuring glimmer, silently communicating that everything would be okay. He carried her away from the runway, his steps strong and determined. Brixlee’s tears began to flow, not from embarrassment but from a release of tension and frustration. She clung to him, her face pressed against his chest, her earlier panic turning into gratitude for his timely intervention.Outside the venue, Nathan gently lowered Brixlee to her feet, his hands still supporting her, as if unwilling to let her face the world alone. He slowly removed her mask as they stood beneath a canopy of blooming cherry blossoms, their delicate petals fluttering in the evening breeze. The soft scent of flowers filled the air, offering a moment of solace and tranquility.Brixlee took a deep breath, her racing heart finally finding a rhythm. She looked up at Nathan, her voice trembling
Brixlee Cyrup opened her eyes to see the bright sun shining through the large window. She got into a sitting position and yawned. She scanned her eyes around the room, trying to recollected the whole incident that happened last night and soon, memories from last night flooded her brain. She remembered how Nathan cared for her last night when she fell ill and she was grateful. Soon, she found herself smiling, thinking she was lucky to have such a boss like Nathan Grey. She slowly got on her feet, she was feeling a lot better although she still felt a little dizzy. She made her way out of the room and as soon as she stepped out, she could hear voices from downstairs, as if someone was yelling. With her palm still on her forehead, she slowly walked down the stairs and soon Nathan was in view.It looked like he was in a heated argued with a lady she somehow thought looked familiar. And as soon as Nathan saw Brixlee, he ran to her and helped her down the stairs. Brixlee was staring at the
Nathan was shocked to see who it was. Brixlee? What was she doing there? She walked up to him and sat next to him. "Good morning, Mrs Jessica" Brixlee said rather too politely. "And who is she??"Mrs Jessica asked calmly, turning to Nathan. "I'm Mr. Grey’s secretary" Brixlee implied with a warm smile. "Great, I don't have a lot of time,show me what you've got" Mrs Jessica Lopez implored impatiently. Brixlee stood up. "Well, my boss and I thought a lot about this riddle, 'It tears the mind can't tell, it pains the heart can't share,anger wrapped up in deceit,it's more to bear the scalding pain of hate," She paused. "And we concluded that the answer is REVENGE" Brixlee finally said. Mrs Jessica Lopez’s eyes widened in shock. How was it possible for them to know the answer to the riddle? She was sure she was the only one that knew the answer to it because she personally came up with the riddle herself when she was still a young woman in art school. She had gotten help from her ‘then
Next day… Brixlee stood at the entrance of her apartment after locking the door, patiently waiting for her boss. She was dressed in a blue jean and a light blue top. She had little makeup on and her hair was parked in a messy bun. She stood stiIl, waiting for her boss’s car to pull up. He had called her a while ago that he was on his way to pick her up. They were going to visit Mrs Jessica Lopez at her residence to sign the contract.As she stood still, she couldn’t help but wonder about what Amerie had told her last night. She shrieked at the thought that Amerie haboured such feeling about her. The sight of Amerie’s room when she had visited her last night and the framed photos of her on every wall kept replaying in her head, each time with a creepy turn. Once again, she felt her insides tighten on the spot as she heard the honking of a car. Turns out, the car had been honking for long and she had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t heard it until now. She took a deep br
Sirens wailed in the distance, their shrill cacophony matching the turmoil raging within Brixlee's heart. The air was thick with a palpable tension, a reflection of the precariousness of the situation. Paramedics arrived swiftly, their expertise and efficiency evident as they carefully assessed Nathan's injuries. Brixlee felt a lump form in her throat, threatened to choke her as she watched them tend to him, their urgency reflecting the severity of his condition.Through teary eyes, Brixlee whispered softly, her voice laden with remorse and affection, "I'm so sorry, Mr Grey. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."Nathan's voice was strained, yet filled with warmth as he reassured her, "Don't blame yourself, Brixlee. You're not at fault. I would do it all over again to keep you safe.”Brixlee's gaze lingered on his battered form, her heart aching for the pain he endured due to his selflessness. And in that moment, she realized the depth of the bond they shared.The
Days had gone by and Nathan had gotten better with Brixlee by his side to offer her support. A week later he was back at the office and business was running smoothly again. Tyler on the other hand had been going to countless of dates just to find the one and unfortunately, he hasn’t. Brixlee had teased him a couple of times and he had finally given up on finding himself a girlfriend.Nathan stood in his office, the city skyline stretching out beyond the glass walls. Brixlee hovered near his desk, a stack of papers in her hands. He cleared his throat, catching her attention. "Brixlee, I have some news," he said, a tinge of excitement in his voice. "We've been selected to attend the business conference in New York this weekend." Brixlee's eyes widened with surprise, her lips curling into a smile. "New York? That's amazing, Mr Grey! I've always wanted to visit the city." Nathan nodded, his excitement mirrored in his eyes. "I thought it would be a great opportunity for us to expand
Brixlee stood still, hesitant to get into the black sleek limo. Nathan’s father Allen Grey, on seeing how hesitant she was, slowly stepped out of the limo, his face etched with lines of worry and a hint of determination. The wind rustled through his graying hair, his presence commanding attention in the bustling scene.Mr. Allen Grey approached Brixlee, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and a glimmer of hope. "Miss Cyrup," he called out gently, his voice carrying a touch of weariness.Brixlee's heart went out to him. She sensed the immense burden he carried, She cleared her throat, her voice trembled slightly as she responded, "Mr. Grey, what can I do for you?"Nathan’s father took a deep breath, averting his eyes for a moment before meeting her gaze. "Brixlee, I implore you. I need your help to reconcile with my son. It's been eight long years since we last saw each other, and when we finally met again, his resentment towards me was palpable."Brixlee listened intently, her