“Boss,” Ron called out to the man sitting inside the meeting hall. All the shareholders had just left after the meeting and he was sitting alone inside looking through the contents of the presentation. Levian did not answer but his silence was already an answer to the call. Listening to Ron braced himself and spoke, “Do you remember the police chief who interrogated miss Sherry?” The tapping of fingers on the table stopped as Levain cocked his brows. Taking his eyes off the presentation file, he looked at Ron and gestured for him to continue. “What about him?” “The inspector who interrogated miss Sherry…” Ron said, “He died just after we left the police station.” “Died?” Levian frowned. “More like he was murdered, however, the bullets used to kill him belonged to his gun,” Ron presented a file to him that he had obtained. It had complete information on the death of the police inspector. “It has been identified as suicide?” Levian asked after he was done reading the file. “Ye
“Forgot your husband for your work huh?” Levian chuckled as he pulled Sherry towards the living room. Sherry, though a bit lost followed him inside, her eyes glued to Levian’s. “H-husband?” A soft voice laced with confusion and shock brought Sherry back to reality and the third woman in the room. The blond woman spoke up, flustered, "W-wait, your wife? You're married?" Her smile faded as she looked back and forth between Sherry and Levian. Sherry looked at the blonde lady and then back at Levian, clarity returning on her face. “Who is she?” she asked Levian in a low voice. Levian turned his head back toward the blonde woman before looking at Sherry. He gave her a small smile. “This is miss Sharah,” Levian said as he wrapped his arm tighter around her shoulder. “The eldest daughter of the Smith family.” ‘Eldest daughter of the smith family?’ Sherry felt dumb. Wasn’t Levian Smith the only child? Where and how did this new sibling appear? “Your sister?” Sherry frowned- a bit los
Levian was still cupping Sherry’s face when suddenly there was a knock on the door leading towards the kitchen. Levian’s eyebrows slightly creased, but immediately returned to normal.Raising his head, he looked towards the door, only to find Sarah standing with a smile on her face.“What is it?” His voice was cold as he retracted his hands that were cupping Sherrry’s face. Sarah had seen them getting intimate and although it pricked her heart, she pretended to have not seen anything at all.Although she was unhappy, because Levian was still there, she could only fake politeness and act blind.“Levian, why don’t you come and help me in the kitchen?” She smiled politely. “I miss watching you cook.” She added with a smile that was laced with nostalgia and sadness. The pleading look on her face was enough to melt even stone, Sherry thought.Levian did not speak a word.‘Will he deny my request?’ Although it had never happened before, Sarah panicked when she was faced with the expressio
“Mr.Smith?” “Hmm?” Levian hummed in response as they were walking upstairs from the kitchen. He glanced at Sherry as if waiting for her to go on.“Err…” Faced with his curious yet patient gaze, Sherry bit down on her lips- unable to form words to express her thought. She wanted to ask how things were progressing on his side. After all, she had done her part of the deal and it was only right for her to question him.“Don’t worry,” Levian said when he understood her thought. He brought his hand near to her face and carefully swiped away the strand of hair from her face- tucking it behind her ears. “I’ve got you, alright?” His low voice reverberated softly.“Uhm,” Sherry hummed in response by slightly nodding her head. Whatever this man said, it always calmed her and showed her hope. “I will leave it to you then.”“That’s a good girl,” Levian giggled, feeling pleased. “Now, go get rest,” Levian smiled gently as he bid goodnight to Sherry. “What about you?” Sherry asked seeing that he
The inky darkness outside indicated the profound stillness of the night. Most people had already retired to their beds, but one man remained alert and wide awake, with no luxury of even considering rest. Levian sat in his study, surrounded by a cluster of important documents. He was poring over every detail with utmost care and precision, his concentration unbroken. There were stacks of papers and files scattered across his table, each one containing crucial information. Every so often, Levian would pause from his reading and tap his computer screen. He would then scroll through a series of detailed maps and data, scrutinizing each one with a critical eye. He was deep in thought, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of the information in front of him. The situation in Udyous was getting worse. The rebellion and terrorism had already spread across the entire country like wildfire. If this situation was to continue, by the time they had reached the six-month mark, it might be muc
"Good morning, Sherry," Mrs. Rena greeted Sherry as she walked downstairs carrying her bag and key."Good morning, Auntie," Sherry greeted her as she sat down for breakfast. Levian was not in his study when she checked while coming for breakfast. "Did he leave already?" she asked Mrs. Rena. Even though she did not say "again," Mrs. Rena understood."Don't be sad, he is a busy man," Mrs. Rena said consoling words as she put warm egg toast on her plate. She placed a bowl of soup and smiled. "Drink it while it's hot.""What's for breakfast?" a sweet voice pierced the silence of the dining room. Sarah came out of her room dressed in a luxurious silk dress, her hair tied neatly behind her in a bun."Good morning, young miss," Mrs. Rena greeted Sarah with a bow. Sarah returned her greeting with her signature gentle smile. "We have soup and warm toast," Sherry spoke as she lifted her head to look at Sarah. "Come and eat before it cools off.""...," Sarah cursed inwardly as soon as she sa
As she watched Sherry leave the house, Sarah felt her phone vibrate. It was a text from her husband’s subordinate- the one whom she had paid to keep an eye on her husband in secret. Uneasiness crept into her heart as she looked at the png file that had been emailed to her. ‘He didn’t…right?’ Sarah opened the file with a tap on the screen. Her expression immediately became ugly as she looked at the adulterous couple in the picture. But what made her really angry was the place they were currently in. The presidential suite and the luxurious hotel…it was in this city! “Miss, are you alright?” She heard Mrs. Rena’s voice. ‘Am I alright?’ Sarah gritted her teeth as she stood up from her chair aggressively. Without answering the housekeeper, she rushed to her room and locked the door behind her.Taking a deep breath, she dialed a number. After a few rings, the other side picked up the call. “W-why did you come here?” Sarah yelled into the phone. “Do you have a death wish?!” “So loud
[3 days ago, Vincent Troy’s Mansion] “W-What? How could this have happened?” Vincent’s mother fell down on her couch when she heard the news. If not for her husband catching her in time, she would have hit her head real bad. “Vincent..are you sure the company is really going bankrupt?” A stern-looking man dressed in a tuxedo and formal attire asked Vincent who looked like his entire world had just fallen. “Dad,” Vincent looked up at his father. “I did not think my luck was this bad,” he smashed his fist into the cushion next to him. “We have to do something.” Vincent grabbed his head in anger. The idea of being poor scared him to death. He had seen people who were dirt poor. They were nothing more than pigs to him. If he could not save the company, he will lose everything. The man looked at his son and sat down on the sofa. “The shareholders will start seeing the changes in the stock market soon this way,” he sighed. “If you can’t save the company before then, we are better of