“Pablo? Our bestest Friend?” The name glided of Gabriel’s tongue, sounding familiar to his mind that didn’t seem to recall memories from years he had spent with Leonica.Said girl nodded her head and gently sank to her kneels, arranging the flowers properly in front of the huge tree.“Who’s that?” He asked.“Our dog.” Came Leonica’s answer as she casted an expectant glance on Gabriel’s direction waiting for anything to show that he recalled the said dog she had just mention.When his expression went unchanged, the pressed her lips into a thin line and side, nodding along. “Yeah, didn’t expect much.” She muttered as she rose to her feet, dusting her dress.“We had a dog?” Gabriel asked, choosing to ignore the fact that she had called a Dog their best friend and honestly speaking, he was more of a cat person. “When?” He quizzed again after several minutes of silence had been spared to pay tribute to the long lost four legged creature and they soon began walking back in the direction of
Arvan had just seen to it that Daisy was put to bed by her nanny, for an early evening nap when he was informed that Leonica was at the gate waiting for his approval to be let in.He made his way down after doing so and went towards the main Hall. Along the way, he adjusted his dress and stopped a couple of times to fix his hair, momentarily contemplating if he should get a hair cut.By the time he had reached the hall, Leonica was already sitting on the sofa, her side profile facing him as she took in the beauty of his home.The moment he began approaching her with slow and calculated steps, Leonica took notice of him and glanced in his direction, a small smile adorning her lips."You're finally here." He greeted, stopping a couple of feet from where she sat.Leonica took one last look at his house before commenting. "A beautiful home you have here, Arvan.""Thanks." He said, flashing her a smile which she didn't hesitate to mirror. "So, about the files...""Yes." Leonica nodded and
"You're, his wife?" Leonica questioned, disbelief and surprise evident on her visage.The woman, Irene Rosewood, nodded her head proudly. "Indeed. Now who the hell are you?”The look of surprise on her face was soon replaced with one of bewilderment. The balls of this lady? Taking up such a rude tone when she barely knew her.Apart from their striking resemblance which Leonica found troubling, she really couldn't think of any other reason in the book why some such as her, a total stranger, should be so rude to her.Or, did she perhaps think that She had a thing with Arvan. Possible, seeing as his speech had gotten millions of views, but the thought alone, despite the fact that Said man had confessed to her less than an hour ago, made Leonica chuckle."Is something funny?" Irene asked, her lips set in a hard line."Not really," Leonica answered, chuckling at her. "You see, I've never seen anyone who'd have the audacity to take such a rude tone on a total stranger they barely know."Ire
Not much to Leonica's surprise, Owen had sauntered back to sleep the moment he opened his eyes and called her name. She managed to hoist him up, raising herself from the ground and successful making it over to the room this time around.However, just as she took a step away, Owen's hand wrapped around her wrist."Stay." He said in an almost pleading manner.She wanted to refuse the idea but was never one who was fond of the idea of leaving a sick patient unattended to."I'll behave, I promise. Just...stay."He sounded like a kid who was being threatened to take his naps and didn't want to sleep alone."Okay." She gave in, the look on his face weakening her defenses. "But I have to call Grace first and inform her.""Of course." Owen said with a weak smile, finally releasing her hand.Leonica pulled her phone out and dialed said housekeeper's number.And after letting her know the situation, placed her phone down. "There, done.""Good, now come here." Owen tugged at her again, patting t
In the following moments, Alistair quickly switched the channel off."How did this happen?" Owen questioned, turning towards his manager with a gaze that spelt 'is this one of the agency's stunt for publicity?'"How did this happen?" Alistair Parroted. "You weren't careful, Owen, that’s how this happened.""Stop it," Leonica interrupted. "Let's not point fingers here." She glanced between the two males present, making sure they were listening and abiding to her words.One nod from each of them was all it took to let her know they were doing just that."Good," She continued. "Right now, asking questions won't help, so instead of that, how about we find a solution to the problem.""Your face is going to be all over the news with some false scandal, what solution can we find for that?" Owen questioned, his voice a bit annoyed and Leonica could tell it was because of the stress he was sudden put under, coupled with the lingering effects of the fever."Well," Leonica started, turning away
Alistair heaved a heavy sigh, his eyes following Owen’s retreating form as he entered his room.“He’s too naïve.” He muttered under his breath, his hand coming up to rub his forehead. “What am I going to do with him?”As if his prayers had been answered, his phone suddenly buzzed, and his boss’s name lit up on the screen.‘Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.’ He thought, picking the device and answering the call.“Yes sir?” His voice was stern, and he stood straight, like he would if he was speaking to him in person.“Is the rumor true?” The voice of the CEO of SG Entertainment boomed.Alistair flinched at the harshness of his voice. “Not at all.” He persuaded, wishing the CEO didn’t hear how his voice dipped when he lied. “You know the press is, Sir.”The other end was silent and Alistair wiped the bead of sweat forming on his forehead.At last, the CEO spoke. “Give the phone to him.”His demand caught Alistair off guard. “Pardon?”“I know you’re in his apartment, so before I co
Alone, seated on the edge of her bed, Leonica stared down at her feet, watching as they swung back and forth, hearing the sound of her back heels hitting the bedframe, yet her mind wasn't paying attention to any of it.Her mind was replaying her conversation with Gabriel and each time it replayed in her head, she recalling the things she had told him, word by word, she bit down on her lower lip, realizing that even though those words had left her mouth in the spur of the moment, they were d*mn true.She had no intentions of going back to her ex husband.She had no intention of entertaining any idea of a relationship with Gabriel.In the first place, the main reason she had even considered it, was for Ashley's sake, but even now, looking at things, she wasn't sure if that was the best thing for Ashley.As it is well known, for a child to grow up well and healthy, they need to be raised in an environment filled with peace and love, something she was sure one of them couldn't give him.A
Gabriel watched as the smoke sizzles in the air, soon disappearing with the winds of approaching summer. His eyes stared ahead, looking aimlessly at the scenery in front of him as he tried to sort out his thoughts.It had been more than two hours since his talk with Angelina had ended and he left Oslo's female prison and might he tells you, all the sh*t she told him, the sh*t he had done, did more harm than good.With a sigh, he brought the cigarette stick to his lips, and took another puff, watching the smoke rise up into the air."You know, that's going to kill you." He turned his head at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, raising a brow at the brunette who stood a few feet away from him.“And you care, why?” He asked, not really in any mood to entertain sympathy from a stranger.“Oh, I don’t.” The female shrugged. “But,” She pointed towards the scenery of a tulips and daffodils garden. “Those little guys, my little guys, don’t deserve to die due to the bad habits of grown men?”Gabr