Thank you for reading. I was tired after being busy all week so I took another break this weekend. I'll resume with more updates tomorrow. Thank you for your patience!
Leaving the district office, Claire printed out the document she had scanned and got into a cab, heading to the address she had seen on the document. It didn’t take long for her to reach the place. However, her eyebrows creased when she looked at the building before her. The building looked like it had been burnt down years ago and no one bothered to renovate it. ‘So, it’s another dead-end?’ She mused, sighing deeply. Looking around, she realised how isolated this place was. Why would someone have a company this far from the city? Perhaps they were trying to hide something?Claire decided to walk around and ask the locals what they knew about the company that had been burned down. She had seen a few shops and pubs on her way here.A few minutes later, Claire walked into a pastry shop and found some elderly people seated around tables, chatting and eating the pastries they had ordered.They all glanced at her, making her feel self-aware. She seemed to be the only young person there.
Claire was ready to tell Oliver the truth about why she had returned to the city. However, when she arrived at his penthouse, she found he had prepared a surprise for her. He had made her a path of scented candles and rose petals, the atmosphere setting the mood for a long, romantic night ahead. Looking at the dress he had prepared for her, Claire sighed. 'I guess I can tell him the truth some other time,' she mused. She didn't want to ruin his night when he had put so much effort into arranging a date with her. A smile crossed her lips and she went to the bathroom, her heart skipping a beat when she found something else prepared for her in there. The huge tub was filled with warm water and bath bombs. Red rose petals floated atop the foamy water. A small wooden tray was placed in the middle of the tub with a glass of champagne and a plate of assorted fruits. Soft music was playing from a small speaker in the corner.Claire's heart felt warm as she looked around the place. She spot
An hour later, the yacht had settled in the middle of the open ocean. That was when the food was served. Claire and Oliver had dinner while a cool breeze from the ocean often kissed their skins. They shared looks every now and then as they chatted about everything under the sun. "I didn't know there was such a restaurant in Brentwood city," Claire remarked. "There wasn't... but I opened it for you so that I could bring you here for date nights," Oliver replied and Claire's eyes widened. "What do you mean?" Claire asked. "It means you're the owner of this yacht restaurant, Angel," Oliver answered calmly as if he were just talking about the weather. "No, I'm not. How could you give me such a thing? I can't accept it," Claire objected, her mouth falling to the floor. Oliver raised an eyebrow. He said, "I got this for you because you once said you would love to dine in the middle of the ocean. And of course, it just couldn't sit idle so I transformed it into a profit-making restaura
The scheme to take over the Ford Corporation started over forty years ago. After losing his parents in a terrible car crash, a young Henry Ford couldn't heal from the trauma of witnessing his parents' death. Thus, his grandfather, Larry Ford, took him abroad, leaving the company in Henry's father's friend, Eric Hamilton's hands. Eric Hamilton worked as a stand-in CEO for many years, simply following instructions from the then chairman, Larry Ford. Despite him getting a generous salary for the job, Eric Hamilton wanted more. He believed he deserved to own the Corporation since he had been its CEO for so many years while Henry and his grandfather stayed abroad. Aside from being greedy, Eric had a secret too. To be able to be the CEO, he had caused the accident that took his friend, Harry Ford's life. Eric Hamilton recruited his son, Jason Hamilton, into the scheme of usurping the Fords from the throne. He trained him on how to be the CEO and instilled a seed in him that sprouted int
"...And that concludes today's meeting," Oliver said and got to his feet. He then turned to look at Claire and ordered, "Miss Hamilton, see me in my office after this." He secretly winked at her and Claire’s face flushed, knowing what he wanted. They had just had their usual Monday meeting and the whole time, Oliver kept glancing at her with a hungry gaze. They weren't able to have some alone time after their date since Thalia wanted them to spend time together as a family. Flushing, Claire excused herself and followed Oliver to his office. Her core tingled, anticipating what was about to happen. The moment they entered the office, Oliver pushed her towards his desk while crashing his lips against hers in indescribable need. "I missed you so much, baby," he groaned when he left her lips and kissed her jaw before going down her neck. "I want you so much," Oliver hissed. Claire sighed erotically, loving the feel of Oliver's hands on her body. He slipped his hand under her shirt a
Jessica Hart had a spy in the Ford Corporation who updated her on what Oliver was up to and if he and Claire were getting closer. This spy was none other than Victoria Spark. A beautiful thirty-seven-year-old blonde woman who was an assistant accountant in the Ford Corporation had been working as an assistant for the firm for over fifteen years without any upgrade to her position. Tired and frustrated of waiting for a promotion that didn’t seem to be coming anytime soon, Victoria agreed to be Jessica Hart’s spy. Jessica had promised to make her the finance director of the Corporation after her marriage to Oliver Ford was successful. However, the finance director of the corporation, Cole Harrison, was arrested and fired which meant the position was now open and those in the accounts department would soon be interviewed for the position.Victoria thought it was her chance to upgrade so she quit being Jessica’s spy to focus on her work. After all, it seemed Oliver Ford didn’t have a so
Oliver furrowed his eyebrows as he glanced at the documents in his hands. At first, he didn’t think much of it but then he saw that these particular files were confidential files that only he as the CEO had access to. How did these files find themselves in the open? He didn't recall sharing them with anyone and there was no way his father could have released such sensitive information.Looking at Claire’s pale face, Oliver's heart sank. Did she really steal files about the company from his computer?“Oliver... I... I-” Claire choked, unable to voice her words.Her stomach was churning violently and she felt sick. The pain in Oliver's eyes was squeezing her heart painfully. However, the next words that left Oliver’s lips made her feel worse. “That's not true... Claire would never do such a thing behind my back. If she wanted these documents, she knows all she has to do is ask-““Are you serious, Oliver? The truth is right in front of you, yet you’re in denial. How else would such file
Oliver’s heart was pounding so fast it soon became deafening to his ears. He couldn’t believe it. He didn’t want to. Claire wasn’t the type to sneak around and scheme. She was an honest person who went for what she wanted regardless of the consequences. As a CEO, Oliver kept a lot of sensitive information on his computer such as trade secrets, formulas for the company's products and other confidential files that if let out in the open could potentially harm the company. He never let anyone close to him because of this matter. Apart from his two friends and family, Claire was the only woman to set foot into his penthouse. This was because he trusted her with everything in him. Heck, all his gadget’s passwords were her birthday. If he wanted to hide things from her, he would use another password. Nevertheless, he didn’t think she would steal the information rather than openly check it with his knowledge.If she needed information that was crucial for her case, Oliver would have le