“Please come out boss, this has gone on long enough,” Xavier heard Carlos say from outside the door. He would never give up. He had stuck to constantly trying to convince him to leave his man-made confinement every single day since Xavier had locked the door to his study and never unlocked it afterwards. “If you don’t leave by this evening, I’m taking drastic measures. I’ll call a carpenter to break down this door,” he said. Ok… so there was a twist. Xavier greatly admired the resilience of his bodyguard. No one else would have bothered to do what he had been doing throughout the week. No one else even had the guts to do so. Xavier looked down at his hands that had begun to lose their color. He knew without looking at the mirror that he had lost some weight. Staying inside that study was not helping matters at all. It wasn’t even helping him get over Charlotte. Hiding from the world was not his thing, it was Charlotte’s, and maybe, subconsciously that was why he did it. Mayb
There was a knock on Xavier’s door a few minutes after he went back to his office. He groaned inwardly and reluctantly muttered ‘come in’ to whoever had made it their mission to disturb his peace that afternoon. Considering the situation, he was more angry at the fact that for the last few minutes, his mind had been on one person so much that he had forgotten he was even at the office. The young male intern opened the door, walked into the office and greeted him. Xavier looked at him for a few moments. He had no idea what this intern even did at his company. “What do you want?” The young student cleared his throat. “Will Miss Charlotte be coming back soon? If she won’t, then please hire a new personal assistant. People have been sending me on so many errands and I’m really tired.” Xavier sucked in a breath. He always knew there was a reason why he didn’t like this guy but now he had one. There were many things wrong with the question his intern had asked, like how the w
“How is she?” Xavier asked Private, who he had invited into his home office. Private always came whenever his boss required his presence. In some weird way, Xavier considered him a friend even though he was too proud to admit it. “She’s fine,” he answered and reclined in his seat, showing that was all he planned to say on the matter. Xavier sighed. “You know what I mean. What is she doing these days? Where is she staying? How is she coping?” He knew the response Private would give even before he answered. “Remember you asked me not to tell you no matter how much you asked. She said she wants to move on. You promised to give her space,” he said. Xavier placed his hands on the table in defeat and shut his eyes. What had he been thinking when he made such an odd request? “It’s been almost two weeks. I’ve changed my mind. I want to know now.” “You made me swear not to tell you anything no matter how much you asked,” Private reminded him again. “Since when do you do everyt
Charlotte always had to prepare her mind days before she left the house. There was no telling which random guy on the road was actually an undercover reporter who wanted to use her to shine. One would tnink that after leaving Xavier, her life would return back to normal, but Charlotte didn't even know what normal was. Her life had never really been normal. She groaned when she looked into her empty fridge. She was tired of having strangers do her grocery shopping for her online. They always managed to get the orders wrong and the last person that had delivered to her house seemed to recognize her. If she actually wanted anything done, she would have to do it herself. How was she even supposed to move on with her life like this? It had been a whole week, yet people's interest in this case did not wane like she had hoped. How could it, when Laura had made it her life's mission to keep adding fuel to the fire? Sometimes Charlotte wondered how jobless people could be. She couldn't
It had been weeks since Charlotte left and Xavier couldn’t blame her. His life was a mess, he saw it now. It had always been but this time, it was so clear. Unable to withhold himself any longer, Xavier opened his laptop and searched his name. Several articles popped up, and just as he expected, most of them were recent and had something to do with Laura. He found the video with the most views and clicked on it. It was not an interview, but a video posted from Laura’s personal page. She was crying, and her son was right beside her, trying to stop her from shedding what he didn’t know were crocodile tears. In the video, she talked about her relationship with Xavier and how he had been emotionally distant from her after some years during their marriage. He frowned when she implied that he had been distracted by his nephew’s wife, Charlotte, even though that wasn’t what had happened at all. She talked about many other things like how he had blocked her everywhere after the divorce a
It was no surprise when less than an hour after Xavier went to play golf after days of staying cooped up at the house, the golf course was filled with several people. It was as if these people had nothing better to do than wait until news about where he was spread, just for them to go there and see him. There was so much attention being paid to him since practically everyone in the state had been waiting to hear news from him. Since he knew that would happen, he had asked Carlos to come with other bodyguards. Xavier personally hated having bodyguards, but extreme scenarios called for extreme measures. As the people watched him from a distance, no one daring to take a step closer to his direction for fear of being rough-handled by the fierce-looking guards, Xavier carried on playing his golf like nothing was happening. Since it was the day he and his other business ‘friends’ usually paid golf, they were all there with him. Xavier almost regretted choosing that day out of ot
“I’ll pay you the one hundred million right now,” Charlotte said once she was sitting across from Matt in the unpopular restaurant he had picked out for them to meet. There was no exchange of pleasantries between them, just straight to business. Charlotte started digging inside her bag for her phone to make the transfer, as she tried to hide her fear. “You can stop that now,” he said quietly. “It’s too late for any of that.” “What are you talking about…?”Matt shrugged. “I don’t want your money anymore. I’m no longer interested.” Charlotte’s lips trembled. Xavier had been right. You can never pay a blackmailer enough. As long as he still had proof, Charlotte would never be free from him no matter how much she promised or gave him.“Then what do you want?” She stared to ask. He reclined in the restaurant chair and smirked at her. “I love seeing you riled up. It turns me on.” Charlotte bit her lips so she wouldn’t say something she would regret. Of all the people who could have be
Xavier had his reservations about meeting Laura, but after seeing things from Jaden’s perspective, he was curious to get to the bottom of it. Why else would Laura want to meet him? Did she want him to invest in her brother's business? Why would anyone do something this extreme just to get him to invest? She had to know that there was no way in hell he would do that after the frustration she had put him through. No. It had to be something else. And that was what he planned to find out.After finding out this specific piece of information from his friend about Laura that would have saved him a lot of stress if he had just asked Private to run a check on her sooner, Xavier gave in and finally enlisted the help of his private detective. So far, Xavier had found out that his ex-wife was now one of the richest women in the country, had been temporarily engaged to the son of the ex-president and had kept her son hidden on purpose until recently. To say that Xavier was unimpressed would b