Richard gets up immediately, tugging at Arielle's elbows. "Come on, we've seen enough. Let's go."Arielle looks taken aback. "What? We've not even eaten. Why do you want to leave so early? Don't you want to go see Mr Wang and wish him well?"With every word, Wren gets even closer to their table and unlike Richard, Arielle is willing to make her acquaintance."Let's go! Dammit." Richard swears seeing her just two tables away. "Find your own way home then." Without another word and amidsts the stares of the people who heard him raise his voice, he grabs his things and exits.Wren notes his leaving and smiles.His audacity to even show up, smiling like a bastard.Just one table left to getting to their table, she diverts right to the direction of Ivy's table.Arielle goes from her fake bright smile to hate and disappointment. She had been hoping to make friends with Wren, so at least, she'll have a rich friend since now she's just roving in the world, sleeping with a pretty useless man.S
Wren cuts across the crowd, greeting people and returning greetings as she makes her way to the front, to the redhead man, eating while smiling politely at what someone on the same table had said.She takes a seat right beside him. "Wanna step out?"Grant drops his fork and leans towards her. "I thought you'd never ask. Come on."Wren gets up, following closely behind her, Grant.As soon as they get outside, she sighs heavily, inhaling the cool warm breeze. "I had no idea some rich people stank so much. I mean, I could not breathe at all while greeting this pot bellied man in the middle of the hall."Grant laughs. "That's not very polite to your guests, you know?"Wren rolls her eyes. "It's impolite to smell bad too, you know?" She retorts.Grant smiles. "You never let me have the last word. I'm so happy you brought me out of there, she was totally boring me with her tales of how she caught some Parisian men and the funny things about how they cook pasta and some of their cultures.""
"Good morning Mum." Ivy greets on the phone while working in the kitchen the day after."Hello darling. You're now newly wed and forgotten us so soon?"Ivy laughs while dropping the gloves in her hands. "Come on, I still called you the day before yesterday, don't guilt trip me early this morning "Veronica laughs. "You've caught me. Actually, I invited the Wrights over for dinner over here and I was wondering if you two could make it as well?""Tonight? Isn't that a little too impromptu?""Actually, it was an afterthought that I thought I could make an actual thought. They agreed even though it was an after thought, will you come as well?""Uhm... You know I'm newly wed, I can't take such decisions alone." Ivy whines, smiling while teasing her mum."So those of us who aren't newly married should do whatever we want? Are you rubbing it in my face or not?"Ivy laughs. "Of course not Mum. I'll get back to you on it though. See ya, I hope.""Bye darling."Ivy hangs up and goes into Ashton
In about an hour, nearing six pm in the evening, Ashton and Ivy arrive.Liam literally hugs his big sister and hug her. While pretending to be a cool and suave man, he extends his hand for an handshake with Ashton who just laughs and pulls him in for a hug, an extra large one."Where is everyone?""All's served and we're at the table already. Come on. It's like I'm the only one here who's waiting for you guys to arrive.""What about Grant?" Ivy asks as she steps inside and inhales deeply. There's the smell of a combination of spices in the air."He had business in the main city so he's not coming back tonight."Ivy nods, her head still in the past. Those days, she had watched her mum take so many cooking and baking classes so as to be good at it, she had been so bad once that even the morning pancakes were mini disasters on plates. But she took the classes seriously and now she can qualify to be a world class chef and patisserie as well.Ashton also inhaled. "Wow. This place smells lik
Richard drives to a club in the main city, amidst the din and extreme noise in the building, the pounding music and bass, ths gyrating going on on the dance floor, he finds his way to the bar and grabs himself a bar stool before settling down. "Please give me a glass of whiskey.""Ice?""Nah, raw. I need to wash some things off my mind tonight."The barman nods and gets to work and in a minute, he places a whiskey filled glass in front of Richard who grabs it and swishes it around before taking the first drink from it.He swings his chair around and watches the crowd dancing... "I wish I could be so carefree as well. What I'll give to be on that dance floor right now, dancing the night away."Whilst cleaning the glasses, the barman tilts his head to the side. "Why aren't you there though?"Richard snickers. "What's going on right now with me will not give me the freedom I need to dance with pretty ladies.""Wanna share?"Richard cocks his head to the side and regards the man. "And why
It's Monday morning, Ashton the first to wake up as he does always and he makes breakfast for Ivy and brings it to her in bed.He taps her awake gently until she wakes up, sitting on the bed. "Good morning." He greets and moves in for a kiss.She smiles at the beautiful smell of the food and suddenly jumps off the bed. "No, you can't kiss me yet."Ashton furrows his eyebrows. "Ah, this is this morning's episode?"Ivy shrugs helplessly. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet." She enlarges her eyes and drops her voice down to a whisper. "I'm actually scared for you."Ashton laughs lightly, dropping the small plate of jam and toast and the cup of orange juice on the bedstand. "You manage to make me laugh every single morning. Though it's always a different matter."Ivy laughs lightly. "It puts me in a good mood to do so, so win win?"She walks around the bed and returns to where Ashton is seated. She pecks him the cheek. "I'll get freshened up real quick and join you for a proper breakfast? I
Ivy gets up from the chair she's reclining on and comes to join Ashton on the couch. "You spoke to her last?"Ashton nods. "Yes. I called her with Andrew's phone to see who was going to pick up and she did. She was the one behind your kidnap."Ivy is more taken aback. "You didn't tell me.""I'm sorry. I wanted to get her first before saying anything, she ran away after that call, that's the moment I last spoke or even heard at all from her. I didn't even suspect anything about going missing because I never check her accounts to know if she posted or not. Now, she's missing. Could I possibly..."Ivy shakes her head immediately. "You didn't cause that. That's because of the poor decisions she has made in her lifetime. She's probably missing of her own accord, let's not sweat it. She knew you had found out what she did and ran. Her manager just said it that she ran out of her own accord and took a taxi. I won't be surprised if she just took a plane and ran to another country. Don't sweat
In a few hours, Ashton dials Ivy and asks her to meet him downstairs for lunch.She sighs and stretches her back, standing up from the chair she's been sitting in for hours, perusing documents and going through the ledgers and account books where, of course, there are tons of anomalies. Money missing which should be somewhere or money is where it isn't supposed to be, all just terribly jumbled up and named an account book.Ivy grabs her bag and jacket and heads down where Ashton really is waiting for her, leaning on the car right at the door, the valet sweating.Ivy chuckles at his nervous look and enters the car along with Ashton before driving. "Did you scare the valet?"Ashton laughs. "He's a shaky guy. I told him I was waiting for you to join me and he started to sweat profusely, maybe he thought we were going to scold him or something."Ivy laughs. "I guess he needs to see the good side of us so all misunderstandings will be cleared up. So where are we off to?""It's Bluehill tod