“No, you stay here, I’ll go. You have that meeting with Aria later.” Andrew frowned.
“You guys fought again, didn’t you.” Deagan scoffed.
“She insists that I keep everyone at arm’s length because I don’t want to share my success with them since I can’t share it with my parents.” Andrew remained quiet, instead he stared at Deagan with pursed lips. “What’s that look for, don’t tell me you agree with her!” He asked incredulously.
“Why have you refused to tell them after all these years? In fact, why did you hesitate to tell Aria?” Deagan frowned deeply, unable to believe that they were ganging up against him.
“I didn’t tell them, because they wouldn’t unde
Deagan spent two weeks in Mumbai, trying and failing to come to any solid conclusion of why things just weren’t working out at the shipyard, but alas he needed to come home.He stepped out of the airport, feeling relieved at the cool air that touched his skin. Mumbai is a great place filled with a wonderful culture and amazing food, but the weather was a curse. He noticed the red Ford Grenada before the person leaning against it spotted him, he wondered for a second how she got the keys to his car before a bitter reminder that she was too friendly with Andrew kicked in.Aria was the last person he expected to see waiting for him outside the airport, in fact, he was fully prepared to take a cab to his apartment and spend his evening relaxing with a beer in hand and too many thoughts on his mind.&ld
Aria and Deagan entered the restaurant hand in hand, looking around till their eyes landed on Andrew with his head buried in his cell phone with a small frown on his face.“Table for two?” The host smiled politely.“No thanks, we’re meeting a friend, Andrew King?” Deagan answered and the man’s eyes lit up with recognition.“Of course, right this way sir.” The man led them to the table and promised that a waiter would be with them soon.“Hey, guys.” Andrew stood up and smiled at them, but his eyes lacked conviction.“Are you okay?” Aria asked when he hugged her.“Yeah,
Deagan stared at his reflection in the small mirror above the sink, his uncle’s guest bathroom was rather cramped in comparison to the one he was accustomed to moving around in, in his apartment.He wasn’t sure if his mind was playing tricks on him or his eyes really did look wide in panic and his lips parted more than usual because he was having a hard time breathing.He drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly the way his therapist showed him to do if he felt overwhelmed which is exactly what he felt at that moment.“Deagan, are you okay? You’ve been in there for a while.” Amaya’s voice travelled through the crack of the door, stunning him a little.Clenching his teeth together, he decided to bite the bullet a
Deagan marched into Andrew’s office without knocking, ignoring the horrified look he got from his best friend, he picked up the office phone and placed a call to the company’s PR officer.“Mr King?” Sandra answered in her “I’m-busy, what-do-you-want” tone.“Sandra set up a press conference for tomorrow afternoon.” Sandra was quiet for a moment, he half expected her to give him a sarcastic answer, but it must have been something in his tone that stopped him from questioning him.“Okay, what should I tell them is the reason for this conference?” He could hear her typing away at her laptop.“Just tell them that Ivan D’Heart
“Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, members of the press and media. D’Heart Incorporated, previously known as “Cross-C Shipping” has come a long way from where it all began, under the impeccable guidance of our CEO, Mr Andrew King, and the distant watchful eye of the infamous Mr Ivan D’Heart himself, we have conquered the world of international shipping, going as far as to own our own shipping yard in various countries. Our line of business is quickly evolving, the world is becoming more and more accessible as the days pass and the demand for products across the world is greater than ever.” Sandra announced.“We’ve heard his name countless times over the years, somehow getting used to the idea of the phantom, but today ladies and gentlemen I am pleased to an
Weeks passed with Deagan in and out of interviews, having given the first interview to Olivia, her channel was being noticed and she was gaining followers.His family also came forward and apologised for not trusting him which pleased Aria greatly, because it was the start of a new relationship for them.She was currently setting up Christmas decorations in her living room, it wasn’t her favourite time of year like it was for others, but she enjoyed exchanging gifts and spending time with loved ones.She spent Thanksgiving with Deagan’s family as her own parents were out of the country at the time, but they had an enjoyable time and spent the afternoon playing board games since it was too cold to step outside.
Aria sighed heavily after getting off the phone with Deagan, his flight was delayed after postponing his trip for another two days, she was at her wit’s end.The surprise birthday party she planned with the help of his family and Drew was on the rocks and she had no idea what to do, the food was being prepared and decor was done, waiting on his arrival and given his recent call, she wasn’t sure he’d make it back in time for his birthday at all.Aria picked up the phone and dialed Andrew’s number, blinking away the dizzy spell caused by the migraine she couldn’t seem to shake.“Aria, I’m just finishing up my meeting, I’ll leave straight from here to pick him up,” Andrew spoke quickly.
Deagan looked down at the object in his hand, Aria had gotten him a personalised diary with the name “Deagan Lockheart” and signed off in the name “Ivan D’Heart” below, engraved on the leather cover. The diary was exactly the same as the one his father kept and filled with various notes on markets and business tactics.He had a feeling one of his siblings or Andrew had something to do with it, but it didn’t bother him, because he loved the gift and the limited edition Mont Blanc Fountain Pen that matched the diary perfectly.“Sweetheart, I love it so much.” He smiled widely at her which made her heart swell with joy.“I’m glad you do, Drew helped me pick it out.” Deagan put the box down and pulled her cl