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CXCIII. He Knows Her Well
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How does it feel to have dinner with the potential in-laws? Back then, Oneil was confident. There was never an inch of thrill and trouble in his mind on how he should deal or interact with them. But now, he could feel his heart rival the milliseconds in beating. Cold wind was embracing his skin. For it seems like a first time to meet them with Essi. Indeed, he was only confident back then because of the arrangement. He knew that the Paulssons would receive him right away and his parents are his wingmen. But now, he got nothing. He cannot stick on the arranged marriage agreement as his sole basis to have a right on entering the chateau as Essi’s beloved. “Oneil?” Essi called him as she looked back. She smiled an ever gentle one. It soothed his nervousness. This scene has only made Oneil realize that if he had his confidence back then just because of the arrangement, this time, his confidence is Essi’s affection for him and his to her. This is stronger than the arrangement that can be
Look At Me, Oneil CXCV. But There Was His Damsel in Distress
While Oneil has enjoyed the goodness of life in bonding with Essi’s family, he cannot deny that some parts of this gladness somehow fell out when Jacques kept calling him. When he answered the phone, it was Dahlia who talked. “Sir Oneil? I’m sorry to bother you. But Jacques is so drunk here. Please help me to bring him home,” Dahlia said. Oneil had to excuse himself from Essi’s family before the late midnight strikes. “It was a fun night. But I have to go home now. My cousin Jacques is calling me.” “Cousin?” one of Essi’s aunts noticed. “But I heard that the voice was of a girl.” “It was Dahlia. His cousin’s coworker,” Essi explained while Oneil was heading towards the gate. She noticed her man’s coat was on the couch, so she hurriedly went to him. “You almost forgot.” “Right, thanks Essi. I just needed to hurry up because Jacques got drunk.” “Just call me then if you arrive home, okay?” Essi reminded him. Oneil went to a wine shop where Jacques spent his early night. Even the
Look At Me, Oneil CXCVI. First Love
Dahlia just found out that Oneil went with Jacques to get Corrine. Today was supposed to be Jacques’ turn to deliver some bulk supplies of cotton tops to their partner merchant. Essi was also there to find a good present for her cousin who is graduating. Since Dahlia has an hour of break, she took it as a good time to talk with Essi. Essi lets her sit next to her as they have their coffee.“So Jacques went for her. Surely, Jacques still cares for Corrine,” Dahlia uttered with a bittersweet smile. “Corrine is his first love after all. He cannot quickly give up when he sees that Corrine needs his help.”Essi only stared at Dahlia, suddenly understanding that she must have cared for Jacques as well. She understands Jacques because that’s what she has been with Oneil. It was hard to let go because she refuses to do it. She keeps on believing that at some point, Oneil would look at her and hear her heart. The wishful thinking that Jacques must be having now is also of the same kind that k
Look At Me, Oneil CXCVII. A Bargain With Friendship
In the teamwork of Essi and Victor, it was a twist of fate to find out that there is something going on in the distribution of the shareholders. The minority rights holders became so many. In the Mercator Group policy, although this does not account for a turn of power yet, it was quite unconventional to see a turn of event within a short time. Victor has no role yet in the Mercator Group. Even if he could communicate these findings to his parents, they couldn’t do much about it. They believed that it is not like this will cause some systems change in the Mercator Group. Somehow, Victor was a little disheartened that although he knew that he is also a Mercator, it feels like his findings do not do that much. His family indeed considered it. But the information remained confined within their household.When he was looking back and forth on the lists of the shareholders which does not just include persons but also entities, Oneil called him for help. “Victor, we are already in the air
Look At Me, Oneil CXCVIII. A Royalty's Favor
Before the business of the Mercators and the Doltos, what else was Essi up to was to attend in the special call of Miss Mansha. Indeed, she found a friend with the royalty that Mansha even loved to call her personally. Mansha informed her that she is in her mansion in the outskirts of Bordeaux. Essi hurried to meet her without any one else by her side. When she arrived at the scene, Mansha greeted her hospitably.“Sit down my dear. How have you been?” Mansha asked as she took hers.“I’ve been doing well,” Essi smiled. “Really? Why does it feel like there is something great that happened to you?”Well, the last time that Essi met her personally, she wasn’t able to tell her about Oneil. But before she could begin talking about that, Mansha assured that she would not disturb a thing that she might have deemed private.Essi rather has a hint that Mansha must have done another background check of her. She could only hope that her friendship with Mansha is not ruined by that.“You know tha
Look At Me, Oneil CXCIX. Please Don't Leave Me
Was it the absence of the house rules or the strong tumult among the reactions of the people that the silent issue about the buyout of shares got revealed in the most untimely manner? Throughout the meeting, Grant was confident in his stance that his issues with the Doltos will not prevail because his hands come clean of it. He could himself get pale and his breath is getting heavier. For him, it was the Doltos who did it.“What right do you have to tell us what to do? Don’t tell me that you already forgot how you betrayed Arlelle,” the chairman of the Dolto Group challenged him. It was the last interaction Grant had with them because he wanted them to deny any involvement with the Mercator Group. Grant was only taking other means of ensuring that he has stronger points against rebuttal. But this has come now and the shareholders are getting astounded about the issue. If this got to be leaked out, the stocks of the Mercator Group might fall down.“You have an issue Mr. Grant. For the
Look At Me, Oneil CC. The Princely Guest
Essi never meant to be harsh on Oneil by hook or by crook. So when the call ended last night with Oneil’s sheer hope that everything will be alright, she pushed herself on courageously facing her grandfather after the announcement that he already arrived at the chateau. She left her phone on her office desk and proceeded to greet him.Essi thought that Mr. Arlelle was alone or at least his company were just his guards. But he rather brought a guest that Essi cannot even recognize. Even Essi’s mom got astounded by the appearance of the man because he has a pleasant and respectable personality. Other lady cooks were squealing upon seeing his features. He looks both graceful and chivalrous. He is more stunning because of his beard shaping his face and his amber eyes shining in delight to Essi. He was also polite in greeting the Paulssons. He kissed the hand of Deleila as a greeting. But Essi didn’t like that kind of gesture so she immediately dug her hand into the pot of a snake plant an
Look At Me, Oneil CCI. A Kind of Friendship
While they were strolling the night, and provided that Essi doesn’t have the actual strength of being a tour guide, her words on showing the special portions around the chateau are both simple and awkward. Thankfully, Louis was accommodating and he seemed to get what Essi was trying to say. “Over there is our vineyard. It’s not yet the season for the harvest so it’s boring to head over there,” she told him. “Oh, I’m really sorry Prince Louis…” Essi was trying to catch up with her apology for talking to him all casually.“I told you, you can call me Louis,” he reminded me.“Well, how could I do that? I’m already sorry for not talking to you formally,” Essi asked. “I mean, if you like to, how do you want us to talk?”“Informal will do,” Louis answered, amused at Essi’s friendliness. “Since we’re already friends and I seem to already look around, can you tell me about yourself? Your hobbies?”“I don’t do much. I’m busy with work.” Speaking of work, she realized again what she had been i
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