“I don’t think you have to worry about this.” Adam’s facial muscles loosened as he spoke, his lips even curled up arrogantly; his family was his pride. He knew how much his children doted and cared about each other; their bottom line was family. “If I am not mistaken, your brothers should be here any time now.” Adam folded his arms as he scoffed “I am surprised it took them this long. The delay must be either to blindfolding your mother or sisters.” “Huh?” Both Eric and Chris looked at their father in confusion. “Do you think your brothers won’t see through his lousy performance?” Adam raised his hand and slapped the back of Eric’s head with his hand. “Dad…” Eric called out in disagreement; Chris’s lips curled down. “What you need to do is think about how to tell this to your brothers.” Adam shrugged bringing their attention back to the issue at hand. “Since you made the mess, I will leave this to you.” Chris washed his hands cleanly even before Eric had a chance to defend himsel

Sheryl waited patiently for Daniel to come begging her for cooperation. She knew that he wouldn’t be able to meet her as she had heard that the Walters had all left the very next day after the wedding from Silas, even before she passed the information to Daniel. Her reason for passing the useless message was to lure Daniel into her scheme. Things would be much easier with someone else to do the leg work and take the blame. Meanwhile, Daniel decided to follow his grandfather’s advice. He decided to concentrate on his relationship with Michelle. Over the next few days, he consciously made the effort to spend more time with Michelle and not think about anything related to Emile. He even wanted to delete all the photos that he had secretly taken and was his prized possession, however when it came to doing it, he couldn’t. The most he could get himself to do was move the folder into a hidden folder that was out of his sight. He left all the responsibilities of day-to-day functioning of th

The thing Emile looked forward to most this past week was the video call with Chris at 7pm. The call would come as clockwork, no matter whether it was hail, storm or snow in the world around them. Emile would make sure she completed all her tasks and would be waiting by her computer before 7 in her room. The phone didn’t even have to ring before Emile would pick it up. But today, the phone didn’t ring as usual. Emile started to get anxious even though the time on the clock showed that it was only 2 mins over. Whether it was Emile’s over imaginative mind or the pregnancy hormones, either way Emile’s stress levels were rising at a phenomenal speed. “Duk…. Duk….duk…” Emile didn’t think much as she heard the knock on the door and hurriedly opened it and went back to her computer. She didn’t want to miss Chris’s call. She didn’t even spare a glance at the person who entered her room; it had to be said that Emile’s alertness level was non-existent in this environment. Emile didn’t even s

Emile rushed downstairs as soon as Anne told her that Master Dupont had received the information she requested. “Madam, please slow down.” Anne rushed behind her worriedly. However, Emile didn’t pay any attention to her. “Monsieur” Emile walked in excitedly as soon as Raphael invited her to enter the study. “Um?” Raphael feigned ignorance as he lifted his eyebrows quizzically. “That… the information…” Emile couldn’t be bothered to be embarrassed; She blurted blushing. “Have you finished the designs I asked?” “Huh?” “The spring designs we talked about yesterday.” Raphael asked with an expressionless face. “Oh… no…” Emile lowered her head before raising her head hesitantly “Can I finish it tomorrow?” “No.” Raphael smiled wickedly “When you hand me your designs with one hand, I will hand over the information with the other. How about it?” Emile stood where she was pouting resentfully before stomping out of the room with a childish temper muttering that everyone was bullying her

Emile sat back with a heavy sigh; she didn’t even realize that she had tears streaming down her cheeks. She had been so engrossed in her reading, in Grace's life that she didn’t even register Raphael who came over at who knows what time and was currently sitting beside her reading. “How can anyone survive such an ordeal? Isn’t it tiring?” Raphael in all his wisdom couldn’t understand and concluded with a sigh, affirming his lifelong understanding of love “I was right… love is either fake or tiringly bothersome.” “I still don’t understand why you all flock towards it seeking death.” Raphael’s eyes revealed the confusion of a child, innocent and baffled. “Because….” Emile paused as she saw Raphael’s eyes looking over eagerly “it is the essence of life.” “You only live once, why not live to the fullest… like it mattered… leaving behind traces in the warp of time rather than living a long life that is safe and meaningless...” Emile shrugged. “You think my life is meaningless?” Raphael