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Anna didn't know why, but she smiled as her eyes landed on the burial site of her mother and sister.
The last time she had gone there, she had been shot and her mind was in a chaotic state, she had no idea where she was heading to at that point.
But, in the midst of all that self-inflicted confusion, she had finally gotten what she wanted.
The truth.
She was able to find out the person that pushed her sister to her death.
According to her initial plans, she had hoped to ruin IC. Inc as well, but it seemed Alex and the Windsworths got that covered. Just that their plans failed. Anna was glad it failed anyway, it would have been terrible if Drake had to suffer such a fate after everything he had gone through.
After the cops took over the situation that had been so close to taking a deadly turn, journalists stormed her house. Somehow, they had gotten a tip to go there. Between the news of Drake's false sonship and the al
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His Vengeful Secretary Fifty One
Drake wondered if he should have accepted the walking cane from the doctor when he offered it. As he stepped out of the passenger seat while he told the driver to wait at the entrance, he felt a small pull in his limbs that almost made him lose his steps.But he caught himself immediately and steadied his feet.Drake took another look at the mansion and he was reminded of Alex instantly.A few years after his mother's death, Alex joined them in that very building and he made staying in that damned place bearable.He got a brother and a friend in that man.But it seemed their friendship had no choice but to be tainted. Actually, it carried a stain from the start if indeed, his grandfather did the things Alex said he did.That was why he was walking into the huge building at that moment. He needed the full story, he needed someone to tell him what could have gone so wrong that a son had to lose his father to death.
His Vengeful Secretary Fifty Two
“So…” Anna started the conversation as Drake seemed to find it hard. “Alex and Damon, uh? Who would have thought that they were working together?” “I am really sorry about everything, Anna,” Drake replied with a solemn voice, his eyes skillfully avoiding contact with hers. “Does that mean that Alex was aware of how and why my sister died?” Anna asked, ignoring his apology. There were things that needed to be discussed before apologies could take place. “I- I don’t know.” Drake had a little frown on his forehead as he stared ahead. “The details of everything that happened in the past weeks are still vague. I might know why Alex wanted the company, but there are still many questions I want to ask that remain unanswered.” “I guess you still want answers. As for me, I am tired of living in the past. I want to move forward with my life. I have gotten what I wanted- people know the truth about my sister’s death, so I have nothing more to do with IC. Inc.”
His Vengeful Secretary One
It was surprising. It was really amazing how a visit to a hardly frequented salon could change one's appearance. Anna could not stop admiring and wondering as her eyes momentarily caught her image in the standing mirror. She totally looked like someone else. The skillful mix of black and ombre in her shoulder length hair made her look like she came out of a teenage model magazine. She loved it. “Anna.” A knock followed the familiar masculine voice that called her. “Dad.” Anna didn’t back away from the standing mirror. She actually didn’t wish to turn, she already knew what he was about to rant about. A heavy sigh intruded the heavy air and Anna braced herself for the repetitive lecture on how it is very foolish of her to resign for her good paying job to start over at some institution. “Have you gotten your suit from Josh?” “Uh?” The woman who was already leaning towards the decision of snapping at
His Vengeful Secretary Two
It was as though she was visiting a distant cousin of the Burj Khalifa building.The skillfully constructed company building left Anna in awe with its unimaginable height and its structure which looked like a regular skyscraper begging for support from the quarter- sliced, huge, long, three-dimensioned glass arc which got its own support from a robust, metallic rod that definitely ran deeper into the ground.It was simply magnificent. Pictures did no justice to the architectural beauty. Even her sister’s hype about the magnificence of the structure was not good enough, though her claiming that it looked like the building was sitting on a chair was really right.A few chattering passed by the neatly dressed woman whose neck was craning ridiculously to see if it would be possible to estimate the number of floors just by loo
His Vengeful Secretary Three
“Are you even listening, Drake?” the slightly annoyed man he knew as his closest friend asked and Drake almost lost it.“I told you, I don’t wish to talk about it. It’s all in the past, you of all people should realize that.” Drake was already contemplating getting off the car but he knew how crazy his friend of many years, Alex, was about people being mannerless.“That past is back, Drake.” His newly styled hair which made him look, for a moment, like a gentleman from the Victorian age, danced a little as Alex bobbed his head slightly to buttress his point.Pinching his nose bridge already, Drake swore inwardly at the fact that he was yet to figure out how to successfully get Alex off his back concerning the issue.
His Vengeful Secretary Four
As white paper flooded the white tiled floor, Anna felt a rush down her spine. A rush filled with an adequate mix of confusion and hatred. As her eyes locked further with that of Drake Blunt’s she began to retrace her steps.She was willing to work her butt off in the company as long as she destroyed him. But would working for him directly increase her chances to destroy him? Working as his secretary?“Secretary?” she asked with a low voice and the man who had to be at least six foot, four inches tall smiled, his stance having an air of pride around it in a way that annoyed her.And what on earth was his request? To pick up his date?“Uh… I am sorry, but I didn’t sign up for this.”“I know. But I want you to be my secretary regardless.” He made a quick retreat towards the window side by his right.“Why? Anna was certain her face wasn’t hiding her distraught.
His Vengeful Secretary Five
After taking a swift look at the small sign which signified she was already on the ninety-fifth floor, she checked her phone’s timer and saw that she had two minutes and some seconds left. Anna knew she could stop, go back home and pretend the day never happened. She could pretend Drake Blunt didn’t ask her to do something that might lead to her slumping. But she didn’t put a pause to her struggles up the numerous steps. As she jumped and skipped and panted and also swore occasionally, her sister’s calm face before the casket was closed kept playing in her head. And that served as a reminder. A reminder to do whatever it takes to get the truth. Soon, she was running past the sign that read, ‘ninety-six’ and Anna began to have some strong feeling about completing her task on time. She was already taking a turn to the next flight of stairs when she heard, loud and clear, someone say, “Oh, this is for Darcy Hendrick.” Anna’s attention was diverted immediately and without thinking tw
His Vengeful Secretary Six
“Mr. Blunt, here is the meal your guest wants,” Anna announced quite loudly, ruining the fast paced, intense smacking. “Miss Hendrick…” Not looking flustered like the woman behind him who was trying to cover up her exposed nudity, her boss pulled up his trousers and walked towards her, his bulge not shying away. “Have you ever heard of the concept of knocking?” Anna bit into her lower lip as she realized she really hadn’t knocked. “I am sorry, I should have knocked.” She knew how to own up whenever she was wrong, it was a thing she did quite well. “Yes you should have. But what were you doing instead? Watching me fuck a woman.” Anna’s eyes swung sideways as she could already tell where the conversation was going. “Is that some kind of fantasy you have?” If there was a fantasy she had, it would be ruining him totally. But Anna didn’t express her willingness to fling his crap into his face. Instead, without a word, she walked to the closest stool and placed the tray on it. Looking
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