Ryan's heart pounded as he recounted Diane's distressing revelation about her unemployment and struggles to make ends meet. He could feel his promise to her, made years ago, tugging at his conscience, a weight he couldn't shake off.Shannon's face turned from concern to anger, her eyebrows furrowing, and her eyes narrowing as she refused to accept the idea of Diane becoming his PA. She didn't need words to express her displeasure; her body language spoke volumes. "I made a promise to her years ago that, I'm going to fill her in as my Assistant if she couldn't get a job and I turns out to be very successful, which I am now. Though I might be a stupid teenager then, my word is my bond, and I have to fulfill my promise to her" Ryan tried to explain. His response wasn't sitting pretty with her, To hell with a stupid promise that can't be broken, in as much as she was trying to believe everything he was trying to say right now. It wasn't sitting pretty well with her. "Does that make
As the sun rose on the next day, Shannon found herself filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. As the current CEO of the Lincoln company, she had achieved great success with her new project, and now she was about to share it with the world through an interview with a popular broadcast station. The smell of coffee lingered in the air, and the sound of frantic voices echoed off the walls. Her heart was racing, and her stomach felt like it was full of butterflies. The host greeted her with a warm smile, and she took a deep breath to steady herself. She knew she was ready for this.Shannon sat at the table in the studio, trying to compose herself. The interviewer sat across from her, clipboard in hand. The lights were hot, and Shannon could feel a bead of sweat trickling down her back. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. "We'll be starting in three, two, one..." the producer's voice crackled in her earpiece. The red light on the camera flashed on, and the intervie
Later that night, Ryan only came for Dennis as usual and then he left without saying a word to her. *** "Boss, I think now that the foundation seems solid, it would be better if we strike now!" a voice boomed. Mr. Lincoln turned as he glance at him, "She is such a good luck charm, The Lancaster became our shareholder and then the Lancaster made an Ambassadorial deal with us, I think if she eventually leaves us, the company might suffer losses" He had done the calculation over and over again. And had finally decided reasoned that it wouldn't be of a good benefit. *****Shannon sat at her desk, trying to focus on her work. But her mind kept wandering to the events of the past few days. It was frustrating, not being able to put it out of her mind. She had tried to talk to Ryan about it, but he had been evasive, and she felt like he was hiding something from her. She was starting to feel worried and uneasy.Just then, she heard a knoc
As Shannon danced, she felt a hand on her arm. She turned to see a strange man, his eyes fixed on her in a way that made her uncomfortable."What do you want?" she asked, her voice sharp.The man smiled a lecherous grin that made her skin crawl. "I just wanted to ask you to dance," he said, his voice oily and slimy."No," Shannon said, trying to pull away from him. But he held on to her arm, his grip like iron. One moment, he was trying to hold her waist to dance with her, the next, she felt him flying across the crowd as he landed with a loud sound on the floor. Everybody attention landed on the dude. As she turned to look at who had throwned the perverted guy, nevertheless, she caught sight of that same man that she had fallen in love with, that same man that made her came down to the bar. That same man that cause her pains, but yet still gave her joy. "Ryan?" she stuttered as her eyes was tipsy. She watched in her tipsy state as Ryan walked toward the man, then she sudde
It was another ordinary day, until Shannon got a strange text message on her phone. It was from an unknown number, and the message was cryptic and unsettling. Shannon's heart started to race as she tried to decipher the meaning of the message. She felt a sense of dread wash over her, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen.Shannon sat at her desk, staring at her phone. She couldn't stop thinking about the message she had received. Who was this person, and what did they want? What could they possibly mean by "I'm more dangerous than you can think"?Shannon took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She knew that she needed to stay rational and not get carried away by her fears. But the more she thought about it, the more her anxiety grew.Just then, her phone buzzed again. A new text from the same number."I know where you live, and I know where your family lives," the message read. "I could hurt them if I wanted to. You need to do what I say,
Shannon sat at her desk, reading the text message that had just arrived on her phone. Her hands were trembling and she felt a knot in her stomach. The message read, "You have just three hours, choose between Ryan and your company!" She blinked her eyes rapidly as she read through for a second time.She knew who had sent the message. It had to be Diane. But why was Diane doing this to her? Shannon had never done anything to hurt her. She didn't understand. Ever since she had met her with Ryan, she knew she had other motives, but had kept her cool, if only Ryan had listened to her and rejected the proposal, now she was always threatening her, sending her different text messages, She was losing it and soon once she had all the evidence she needed, Diane would be prepared to see her in court.How could her fellow lady be this obsessed over a guy to the extent of sending her a threat message almost every day? Shannon felt her head spinning as she tried to make sense of it all. She had t
"Let her in!" Mr. Lincoln muttered out, as his bodyguard told him about the lady that was outside waiting to see him, his brow furrowed with anticipation as he nodded his head in agreement. His anticipation was evident as he leaned back in his chair, fingers tented in front of him. His face pulled into a sly smirk as he watched her walk into his office, he was very interested in listening to what she had to say, mostly as it involved Shannon. He wanted her out of his company, and he had a second plan. If only Diane's evidence is true then he'll definitely know how to kick out Shannon legally from the position he offered to her. "Sit!" he ordered as he cleared his throat, the lady following his command. "What is your evidence?" he gave a suspicious look. Diane sat up straight as she looked at Mr. Lincoln, she had it all planned... She had done her research and she knew that Mr. Lincoln was at the verge of dismissing his illegitimate daughter, she knew about his secret children.
These few days had always been work-filled for Shannon, it was either she was staying late to cover up her work schedule or she was bothered thinking about Diane's threat. Diane has been a pain in the ass, and she was majorly Shannon's concern, the worst of all was the fact that she couldn't rely on Ryan and tell him about Diane. Shannon sighed as she read the contract terms over and over again, her head was banging heavily. Because she had been troubled almost all day, she couldn't concentrate fully on the contract. Running her hands through her hair, Shannon stood up as she picked up the hard copy of the contract, planning to head to her father's office. It was a relief her father was right at the office that day, she couldn't be less relieved because she had to give it to him right there rather than taking it to his house. Leaving her office, her destination to her father's own, Shannon beamed at the workers she met walking. When she got to her father's office, with her han