Her face went wild at the revelation of Tom wanting to take everything from Joseph. She wondered what he meant by that and what prompted him to make that resolution. She had to stand properly, leaving the table she was leaning on to give him the proper attention to what he had to say. “Why did you suddenly change your mind? This was not your mindset before”, she questioned, and he smiled a bit to ease the tension building up between them. “It’s not something that serious, don’t get yourself worked up over something like that”, he responded, but she was not satisfied. The curiosity to know why he changed his mind and also the fear that something might happen to him set in within her. She doesn’t want anything to happen to him because he has become someone so precious to her, she might not be able to bear it if he gets hurt, since she gets emotionally attached easily. “What do you mean do not get yourself worked up? I am so scared right now that I cannot help but get myself worked up

Ever since the day Tom declared his intention of getting the whole group, Amber began to make moves on her own end too. She would not wait and let Tom be ousted from the group just like that after all his hard work throughout the years. She was well known in the secretaries’ groups, so everyone was already ready to render help whenever she needed one. She thought about using them to her advantage, and they were willing to help. Her mother was finally discharged from the hospital, and she brought her home to stay with her. Tom was understanding enough to give her a few days' holiday in order to keep her company and help her adapt to living on her own now, since there is no caregiver like in the hospital. Even though she was at home, she made sure to do all her office work on time and sent it in through the mail, so her absence was not felt in the slightest. Her mother, who had not seen her work closely, was proud of her as she silently gazed at her daughter from behind while she was

The drive down to the wedding venue was a silent one as different thoughts flowed through her head. She had still not figured out why Tom was bent on making her follow him to the wedding when she clearly didn’t want to go. It was something that was against her will and she would be lying if she claimed not to be disappointed in his rigid decision. Nevertheless, the outcome of the wedding will determine the new turnout of their relationship both as a boss and employee and also as lovers, because she’s not ready to date someone who will not reason with her but fix his own decisions on her instead. That kind of relationship is not what she wanted and it is draining. The ride was a silent one as all she did was stare out of the car’s window to calm herself down a little bit. It wouldn’t be nice for people to start taking notes of her mood or start asking her if she was fine, that would be another lot of stress she’s not ready to pass through, not now at all. After driving for close to a

Charles’ father, who is Chairman Henry, Chairman Holland Steve and Chairman Kim, who is Joy’s father, all gathered at Chairman Kim’s house to discuss the way further in both their politics and also the marriage that would take place between Charles and Joy, their children. The trio had been the first to start their various businesses in Chicago and had a very tight friendship as they grew up over the years. They all have their own successful and thriving businesses, which made them the top three richest in Chicago. They all planned to get their children married to each other in order to strengthen their bonds and also solidify their shares in the economy. Chairman Henry, who was planning to run for the mayor of Chicago, wanted the marriage to be held before the contest season so the support of the two families merging would be helpful in his mayoral race, so they decided to talk together and conclude on a date since the children had already agreed to get married and were already enga

They both got into the car, and they rode for the first few minutes in silence before she tried sparking a conversation between them. “Wow! Did something change in your car? Something looks unfamiliar”, she said, but he only kept his face on the road in silence. “Is it the scent? The seat’s leather or the color of the belts? Something is weird. Has it been that long I got into your car?”, she blabbered, but as much as he wanted to give a response, he held himself back. She knew her tricks to make him talk were not working on him. It was then she realized the extent of the damage she had caused by her hard-headedness. She didn’t even give him any room for explanation, kept on assuming and believing things on her own accord. He also didn’t even make the effort to explain things which he didn’t blame him for because, at that moment, he had requested her trust which she failed in giving to him. The rest of the drive was in silence, and he finally pulled in front of her house after a tw