ERIKA "I don't even know why I am telling you all this," he said with a confused look as if he had just surprised himself. "What would we be if not enemies?" Erika slowly leaned towards his face with a half grin, as if to show that she was happy for her victory of seeing his vulnerable side for the first time ever. "Maybe.. friends?" He stared at her for a while as if trying to decipher the meaning behind her eyes with the slightest hint of guilt inside him. He wasn't the proudest of his vulnerable moment, especially after he had emptied some of his heart to his rival. He didn't look mad at himself, maybe slightly embarrassed. Erika just kept on leaning in till he was annoyed enough to push her away. And by that time, she had leaned in too close to him and was just about to trip towards him, he grabbed her face and pushed her back. But with the way she was turned, her upper body twisted towards him, and when he pushed her, she fell forward straight, losing her balance. And just lik

ERIKA"And I wanna push you off the terrace to see how you react. You would like that, won't you?" She said with utter confidence that only made him laugh louder."Come here and try. If you can even get me to bend over backward, you win," his confidence made her want to gauge his eyes out of their sockets. "Come close." And she just couldn't help herself as she rushed over to him at the blatant challenge. She rushed over to him and placed both hands on his chest and pushed with all her might, certain that he had to bend over if not fall because that wasn't what she wanted to do for obvious reasons. She put all her force over to that push to make him at least bend back but he did not move a single inch. He stood there with his cocky grin, making her look like a clown trying to fool herself. She pushed harder and harder, her body closing in on him as she tried to push with all her weight. What was more annoying was how his hands were at his side, he didnt even need support. "You're s

ERIKA"How do we do that?""But first, you okay right? You feeling better?""Yeah, now tell me.""I'll tell you about it but you have to be more open minded about it," Metin said, almost like he was unsure she would agree to it."Go on.""No offence but.. you already know what people think about you and how you are perceived. You are hated widely and you're called names everywhere. People think you're enjoying your lavish life out there somewhere in another country without any regrets, they don't know the truth," he said."But it's all a trap. I never did anything to-""That's not the point here. It's a good thing you have a tarnished reputation and we can use that for our own benefit.""How? How can it get any worse?""If we somehow show the world that you're related to Nigel Asher, your reputation would make him go down the same road that you did. If he has a bad face in front of the media, his value and influence will go down immediately and that's when we can gain back the trust o

The man rejoiced like he had won an award for cracking the best joke about Erika being the spitting image of a skimpy cartoon character. But the look of relief on Nigel Asher's face only made her blood boil, she hated how much more concerned he was about this. And that's why she knew the plan would work the moment this trips comes to an end. That's what Metin had told her, even on text, to not dig too deep because she would know the plan very soon. She was sure she would be surprised herself."I think we'll wrap up for the day, we are all tired, jetlagged and all," Nigel announced, trying to wrap it up. "Ah, that's too bad you're leaving, Mr. Asher. But please don't hesitate to tell me how things go tomorrow, you know, with Rachel," Mrs. Lia said, sheepishly. Nigel only smiled and looked at Erika as a signal to get going. As they started leaving, Erika could hear the old woman going on boasting her matchmaking skills.Throughout all this ruckus about Mrs Lia and Rachel, he was actual

My company. I wanted to start a clothing business and my father was overjoyed for me to finally start working. I just wanted to do something of my own, because I always knew taking my father's company after he retires would always be an option. So I decided to open my own," she said, wondering if it was okay to tell him that but it didn't matter. It was a little more discouraging watching Nigel's face harden up, like he was refraining himself from asking a question. "And then?" "I tried running that company for five years straight, I drained out my father's money trying to upgrade my company but I was a terrible entrepreneur, I had no skills or ideas and I knew I was failing at the business building, I thought I could just throw money in and make the venture a success, I was dumb," Erika sighed, taking another sip of her beer, while Nigel watched her. "Okay.." "And all that while, you stayed with my father slowly brainwashing him to turn against me. I don't think I ever knew my f