When we arrived home, Mr. Anderson parked the car in the garage. Mom and Elizabeth helped conveyed my luggage into my old room which was looking amazing. It had been cleaned and perfectly set for me.
One amazing thing is that I could perceive the fragrance of my favourite perfume, which means someone must have bought the same type and spread it around the room for me.
Even though some of my things that I left in the room were no where to be found, I was glad to have their replacements. My bed had been replaced too, same also my bedside tables and closet. My curtains were replaced as well.
"Do you like your new room?" Elizabeth had asked, pulling me out of my trance.
"New room? This ain't new" I had muttered, walking towards my bed.
"Yes but at least it looks new, right mom?" she had turned over to our mom.
"Elizabeth please, allow poor Nichol to rest. He's tired, can't you see how exhausted he looks"
While in the dining room eating dinner, Mr. Anderson asked if I was going to stay there for long and I told him I would be staying for three days or four. But guess what? As expected, my mom extended the days to six. Elizabeth was happy, and even before we could finish the dinner she had started asking me to go out and stroll around the neighborhood with her. And to also go to the nearby park, as well as the zoo across it. As if that wasn't enough, she was asking for more other things as well. I only nodded my head as though I agreed but deep down I knew some of the things she was asking would not be possible the fact that I would not be having time for all that. A lot had changed ever since I took over my father's company. I used to be very close to her in the past, going places with her and doing a lot of things together but now that I had a lot of responsibility on my shoulders... whatever we did in the past I guess it could not be done n
Mr. Anderson wanted to take Elizabeth to school but I insisted on doing that. Actually, I had the intention of going around after dropping her at school so I could check on my friends and other fellas. I hoped to also meet Mr. Leon along the way. I watched as Elizabeth hugged our mom, and then Mr. Anderson before biding them goodbye. She was agile, she couldn't even wait for any of them to peck her properly. By the way, it wasn't as if she was late. It was an hour to her lecture, which means there was still time. "Please drive carefully, Nichol" mom had told me. "Sure mom, I will" I had nodded in acknowledgement and then left. Just as Elizabeth and I were finally in the car, I ignited the engine into action and off we went... to her school. It wasn't that far from our neighborhood. As soon as I dropped her off, she bade me goodbye and ran into the school while I watched her with a smile plastered on my face.
Saturdays used to be resting days for me at Vincity, and that made me got used to oversleeping in the morning and laterally doing nothing during the day. However, returning back to my hometown at Vinewood made me recalled old days when we used to go to the farm on Saturdays. The farm was actually mom's before she handed it over to Mr. Anderson. After breakfast, Elizabeth and I went to our respective rooms to prepare ourselves for the farm while mom and Mr. Anderson went to their room as well. Mom wouldn't be coming, however she needed to get her husband ready. I loved my cowboy outfit so I wore them. I also put on my boot and hat. "Aha!" I had said to myself after staring at my reflection in the mirror for like a minute or so. Then I unplugged my phone from the sucket and slipped it into my right hand-side pocket before leaving my room. Thus I met Elizabeth downstairs, also wearing her cowgirl outfits. She giggled and soon as s
After spending a week in Vinewood, it was finally time for me to return back to Vincity. Mom actually wanted me to spend more time with them but I had told her my company really needs me. By the way, I could bring myself to telling her about Lena due to what Mr. Leon told me. He was actually right about everything he said. I needed to investigate Stella's case myself, I didn't want to continue living blindly with Lena. It might be that Lena played me and it might be that she was telling the truth about Stella. But whatever might possibly be the case, I should investigate the matter. If I found Lena guilty of playing me then I would not only fire her from my company, but also have her arrested. I wouldn't care who her parents were, though I didn't dream or wish for things to escalate to that stage. I mean, I liked Lena and I loved her body a lot. She had good structure, package, and she was good at romance. I wouldn't wish to loose her but I
Just a day after returning back home, I decided to began investing into Stella's case. What I first had in mind was to go through Lena's phone and check her last conversation with Stella, that's if she did not erase them. If it was erased, I would have no other option but to go for the second plan. But if I was able to see their last conversation, then I might just end up with clues about whatever Lena told me. Their last conversation matters, you know? The second plan was to try and establish connection with Stella, so I could ask her about it myself. But that wouldn't be easy the fact that she had moved on already, and judging from what I heard people saying she was already in love with someone else. You know, some of the staff were partially close to her. She was a good leader to them and they loved her too. Although I believed, no matter the love she had for that person she would never love him the way she loved him and I was very sure it woul
The following day I woke up so late. Hopefully, Lena had woke up and had even prepared breakfast already. She placed a tray of coffee and some cookies for me on a table close to the bed. I heaved a sigh as I gently adjusted into a sitting position and took a sip from the coffee. Creamy as usual, I gulped and began eating the cookies. Just then she walked in with only a towel wrapped around her body and told me we were late. "I know" I had said while eating. "Then hurry up!" she had commanded. "I don't need to hurry up, by the way it's my company. I can even decide not to go today, nobody would question me" I had proudly said. "I would question you" she had sarcastically uttered. "Well then, suit yourself" I had said while smiling evilly. After eating, I went to the bathroom to take a bath. Lena however was in the closet getting herself dressed. While showering, the thought
When Raymond finally arrived at my office, he looked scared. We greeted, after which I told him not to worry about anything and that I only needed to ask him some questions. "Okay sir" he had nodded gently in acknowledgement. "Good, sit please" I had offered him one of the visitors' swivel chairs facing me. "Thank you sir" he had sluggishly obeyed. "Good. So, have you heard from Stella?" I had politely asked him. "Stella?" he had wrinkled his brows. "Yes, her!" I had muttered. "Actually, sir, I haven't been in touch with her for some time now but the last time we talked she seemed to be fine" he had said. "Oh, but..." I had cleared my throat and continued, "do you really think she hates me?" I had absentmindedly asked. "Hate? No, I mean... I don't really know but to be sincere she had never really said anything bad about you to me. The only thing she had told me wa
As soon as Kelly and I arrived at the Mayor's residence, we were asked to wait outside his office. And while waiting, I couldn't think positively about the situation except negatively. What if we had published something they didn't like? I wasn't even able to go through today's publication the fact that I was very busy, and now we might just end up being arrested and taken to jail. Or perhaps he might just ask us to shut down our company, until further notice. You know how all those politicians could be, arrogant as well as extreme. Anything against their taste would be suppressed or eliminated. Kelly pulled me out of my trance by asking if I was okay, to which I had answered him with "Yes!" "Oh, I thought you were... you know, busy in your thoughts. I actually called you thrice but couldn't get your attention" he had explained. "Sorry, I guess I wasn't paying attention. It does happen at times, especially when yo