When he requested an explanation, Mr. Robert didn't know what else to tell him as the conference was urgent and they only had forty minutes before it was initiated. His persistence in doing what he wanted wouldn't let him surrender to anyone, or accept what he was saying. The moment he made up his mind to leave the mansion and the butler couldn't stop him, his phone rang and when he checked the caller ID, Zachary was the one calling, like he knew that with amnesia, no one could still control his grandson.He informed him about the situation, the new vice chairman was presumed to attend the meeting but Zachary wanted to announce his return as everyone already thought Lucien Redgrave was dead after he went missing for months. Back then he was the vice chairman of all Redgrave's companies before Mr. Carey was appointed to take over the position after what happened. Mr. Carey was the only one he could trust with the company's finances, now that his grandson had returned, he hadn't decided
There was a minute of awkward quietness that evolved after what Zachary said, while waiting for a response from Zayn, none of them was ready to interrupt; they were anticipating Zayn's reaction. Not him, because at that moment he was trying to apprehend what his grandfather just said. None of them ever spoke about his marriage with the lady before, including Jennifer. He inferred everything was cooked up just to make him return home. When he gaped at Mr. Carey gave a nod to what Mr. Redgrave said. The truth sounded more like an outburst to his ears, it was something he had never foreseen or ever thought about and it left him speechless for a minute. If he had a wife before, then that implied the marriage with Gwendolyn was void. His body pulsed with ire, prompting him to extend his hand to his neck and loosen his rose tie. Somehow the office strangely felt hot, perhaps because he was shocked. Nothing made sense to him, he assumed all of them might be playing a trick on him. None of
“Thanks for coming tonight. How's Zayn doing?” Kathryn asked, on her way to the dining room. She drew a seat for herself while Gwendolyn also did the same. The maids came over and served their food before leaving. “He's doing well. He sent his regards. I don't think I'll be waiting for Dad to return, if he doesn't join us for dinner, I'll give him a call tomorrow.” Kathryn checked her watch, and with a long sigh, she gazed at the entrance. “He didn't say he'll be late tonight. I told him you're coming home to have dinner with us, he thought Zayn would be present too because he intends to have a conversation with him. Is it important?” She asked curiously.She shook her head vigorously. “No. Since it's been a while we talked, I want to ask how he's doing.” She paused for a while, recollecting what she said about Zayn. She couldn't think of anything her father would want to discuss with him. He didn't tell her anything. “Did he by any chance tell you why he wants to see Zayn?”With a
Ever since they had the conversation during their ride, a series of thoughts had overwhelmed his mind. When he thought of what Jace told him, he was still perplexed. No chance, the person Jace might be referring to couldn't be his grandfather. On the other hand, there were a lot of people he had been close to for the past few days but none of them appeared to be dangerous. After all, people knew how to conceal their intentions. He was in his office while having a smooth conversation with Kevin, Jace returned to his office after meeting his grandfather. Zayn insisted he wouldn't be tagging along because he had other important business to attend to, although he hadn't officially taken over business because Mr. Carey was the acting vice chairman, Zayn had some major work that couldn't be neglected now that he had returned. The moment Jace slumped onto a couch, Zayn dismissed his executive assistant with a gesture. Kevin handed over the files to him before exiting the office. “Did grandf
“We don't have many scenes left to shoot. I just think that the shoot is almost over. Gosh, to be honest, I wish it wouldn't end this soon. I have so much fun working with you, Gwen.” Shane expressed his dissatisfaction, looking straight into her eyes. Ever since they arrived at the restaurant, sitting at the VIP's he had been talking nonstop. Gwendolyn wasn't as enthusiastic as he was, however, she didn't want to ruin his moment, it appeared that he was enjoying himself. Thinking about right from the moment the director introduced them, at that instant she knew Shane idolized her more than anyone else. After all, she was mostly everyone's favorite and always left a remarkable impression on anyone she ever had a shoot with.“Have we met before?” She enquired. She presumed their current shoot shouldn't be the first thing that brought them together. She couldn't recall if they had met before, but she knew it was not their first time meeting.“Mh-mmm, I can't say we've met before and I
“What was that earlier?” Gwendolyn shut the door behind her, dropped her heels on the floor, slumped against the door, and then buried her face in her palms. Recollecting the event that happened two minutes ago, her heartbeat rapidly. She couldn't believe they kissed. “What's wrong with me?” She lowered a hand to her chest which was beating faster than before, pouting as she soliloquized while gazing on her feet as she curled up. She couldn't believe that she kissed him even though the first kiss was a mistake. However, it was certain that she didn't regret it but why was she feeling strange even after the kiss? She was pondering what Zayn would think of her after she took the opportunity. Gwendolyn tried to snap out of it but her mind kept drifting back to Zayn no matter how hard she tried to distract it. ‘Am I in love with him?’ Even though the question was an absurd question to ask herself, she still contemplated the answer. She could scarcely deny her feelings for him if she didn
“Come to think of it, you haven't told me about your date. Did you have fun?” Jace enquired about the date since Zayn wasn't talking about it even though he had been waiting to hear him say it since it was taking him longer than expected so he decided to ask.While sitting on a swirling chair, he flipped through the paper that required his signature. There were piles of documents, some he needed to access just as Mr. Carey informed him earlier, and some that required his signature before they were taken away. He twirled the pen in his hand, staring at the name on the contract before signing it. “It's a one-billion-dollar project, Jace. Mr. Carey brought the records earlier, why should we assign this project to them?” He ignored his question, paying his undivided attention to the papers. Jace couldn't argue or bug him to respond to the question he asked so he decided to play along. He believed that if they couldn't talk about the date now he would ask him on their way home later. Sinc
After the meeting ended, Austin didn't return to the company because he had another important thing to handle at his mansion. He wasn't surprised when he received her message that she was at his mansion but what perplexed him was she told him her flight would be a bit late due to the weather forecast. Was she playing a trick on him this time? The car skidded to a halt in the garage, Austin alighted from the car and headed in. Since he never hired any maids because of privacy, the whole house was as hushed as a grave. He saw her sitting on a sofa with her legs crossed. “Leave us, Brand,” Austin ordered imperatively.He nodded, veering around, and then exited. Emily pivoted her head to look over when she heard his voice, and then she rose and skipped a few steps away from the sofa.“But you said your flight would be forty minutes late.”“Well, surprise! I'm here now. You haven't changed the passcode so I let myself in.” When his expression was as sour as lemon, she tried to explain to