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CLXV. Meeting The Rage Halfway
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Look At Me, Oneil CLXVI. Crowded Alibis
The day of confrontation has come. The odd calmness of the wind didn’t bring anything else to Niana but a tensed position within an unknown surrounding. She is caught in the camera, intruding Latifa’s country house in Normandy. The system has caught her voice at the betrayal of what she has been mainly up to after all this time. Grant repeated his question but with a casual voice. That manner itself is already problematic. Just the sight of Grant enduring his enduring meant a lot of what is brewing deeply inside his soul as he stares upon his secretive grandniece.“It must be fabricated,” she stammered through her excuses. “How is that even possible?” Niana is caught losing the chance to make sense of this impossible reason. She sounded irrational more than ever. But she failed to notice that. She agreed to what her mind made up. “That cannot be grandpa. You see the details of the video. Someone must have acted just like me.”“Really?” Niana must have noticed it. But Grant worded tha
Look At Me, Oneil CLXVII. In Search
Oneil was sure that it was Marika’s phone. Because it has always been with her and without special occasion, she would take a lot of picture with Oneil using it. When Oneil has been living as Riley a week after waking up in the house of the Sanchezes, he had treasured that phone within that time too. So to find out that Marika deliberately trashing it out for the new model, he was disheartened. But to find it out still operating and well, he had a surge in his heart to get it, in the hopes to pick the pieces of answers to the unfathomable nostalgia in him.“That is just a phone. Why are you all interested in it?” Niana snapped but it was not too strong to prevent Grant from his next order.“Leave that phone here if it is not yours,” Grant said.Niana grunted but she couldn’t do anything else. The other Mercators warned her that it is her only remaining way to depart peacefully from the manor. Niana left the phone on her table drag her belongings, including herself away from the sight
Look At Me, Oneil CLXVIII. Traces of Suspicion
Oneil knew that he doesn’t deserve the appreciation made by Essi’s dad to him. Of all the things that Oneil let Essi down, in the times that he had been complacent and when his eyes roamed around comfortably for other things that he understood to get busy about, how dare him to get comforted by praise? He pleaded for forgiveness to Matteo on doing so little. He failed on realizing that the painful tug in his heart as he waited for Essi to send him a message was rather Essi’s call raving through the connections of their souls. He should have hasted more. He should have made sure that she is safe.Matteo remained magnanimous. He urged Oneil to take his seat since he kept his knees on the floor.“I understand how you feel now. Let us sit down for a while,” Matteo said while helping him up. “I really meant what I said, Oneil. Thank you for helping Essi.”“This is just a little among the things I could do,” Oneil uttered. He revealed to Matteo that there was something suspicious inside the
Look At Me, Oneil CLXIX. Dropping A Trap
Geovensia could hardly believe that Rain have done something horrible to her best friend. She was the last one to find out what happened. If Gwyneth didn’t tell her about it, she would be kept in the dark. Victor must be busy until now that he was not even able to drop a few messages to Geovensia. Gwyneth told her that they were trying to trace Essi’s phone since it would determine Rain’s location. But they must be having a hard time doing that.While she was silently being toiled by her worries inside her shop, she wanted to take the best way to help Essi’s family. As Essi’s friend, she knew how important that phone is. At the outset, there were every little special things in Essi’s phone that couldn’t be replaced by just a new one or by the promise of syncing. She had private messages there with Mansha. Her contact list with many investors and business owners are also there. But Geovensia could affirm that Essi needed the device itself no matter how available were her backups with i
Look At Me, Oneil CLXX. A Warning
Victor assured to Oneil that he would return to personally talk about the new matters concerning Essi’s case. When he turned around, he noticed how Geovensia and Rain are having a serious conversation. “Is there something wrong?” Geovensia wanted to know what else must be going on inside Rain’s mind. The man sighed before her. “I’m afraid that you probably do not know what happened to Ma’am Essi,” Rain said. “And I feel sorry that I was late on helping her.” “What happened to her?” It may seem obvious in Geovensia that she already knew what happened. But she couldn’t help but stammer through her words. Rain paused. He went to the corner of the storage room to sincerely tell her what happened. “Would you believe me?” “Why are you asking me like that? You were not spilling what happened yet,” Geovensia pulled all the friendliness she could to know his side too. With slow steps, she went right next to him. “”I’m afraid that I might be blamed about what happened to Essi,“ Rain said.
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXI. Interest Going On
Oneil is not numb to understand Essi’s hesitance to show up in the Grand Prix. The aim was to get Essi have fun with the best sport to her interest. But if it is inconvenient for her to do it, then Oneil would opt to not watch it too.“Well, who’s going with me then? Our entire school will watch it,” Gwyneth said since she pleaded Oneil to go with her.“You can join your friends then.”“They’re bringing their family. It is awkward for me to just show up there by my own,” Gwyneth complained. Perhaps, if she only knew earlier that the Grand Prix will be held in Bordeaux, she could have informed her parents about it before they went abroad to represent the other interests of the Mercator Group. She stretched her back on the couch was sentencing a bored expression to the ceiling.“It would have been fun if Essi will go with us,” she uttered and was turned down again when Geovensia explained to her that she also needed to work at her shop. She was supposed to immerse in this disheartened
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXII. Insatiable Heart
Victory has sided with Melissa in the show jump event of the Grand Prix. It has granted her a better chance to contact Oneil and remind him about the race course they can attend to spend with the weekend break. “I’m sorry to inform you late that I have other plans for the weekend,” Oneil politely said. “Oh, so you can’t come here?” Melissa responded but dismay is already sounded through her voice. “Were you avoiding me? I was just hoping that we can get along? Didn’t I invite your cousin too? She was supposed to join us.” Oneil explained that he was not trying to get her too troubled. But he also has to attend work. “Why not try to see your schedule and where you would be heading?” Melissa suggested excitedly as if she knew his day well. Oneil followed and the statement there matches the venue set by Melissa. “Wait, does this mean that you are the client of the Oda Infrastructures?” Melissa chuckled. “No, please. I’m sorry but I’m just someone who referred your company to my fr
Look At Me, Oneil CLXXIII. Considerate
There is only one thing that could bring Essi to an overdrive of her talents and austerity to the best of its possible level. And it is at the touch of the threat to her love. She didn’t care if it is Melissa who had troubled her at the complex. The things concerning herself are one thing. But anything to Oneil is another. Such a thought of him being surrounded cluelessly by Melissa’s technique to join the dinner of the race course makes her blood boil down the core. But she has mastered the art of calmness, her façade couldn’t even show that part of reality from within her. Except of Geovensia, no one else knows about her low key jealousy.“What do you want to do after this?” Oneil asked while smiling sweetly at her. He has a towel with him and by this, he kept on taking of Essi. “Wait up, you still have some sweat on your forehead.”Essi’s eyes cunningly glanced at the glass panel of the house where she met Melissa’s reflection watching at them. Never in her life did she wished for
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