"I see you have lots of time in your hand, but I don't. So please leave" he requests dryly, scolding himself for being lust in her. For a moment he felt her cold lips on his, dreaming her words to be suited to his ears but it turns out to be a hard shut in his heart.
He coaches his eyes to the files Infront of him.
"Oh c'mon, what do you have to lose?" She child-like whines.
"Peace of mind" he said laying a glimpse on her pouted lips and widened eyes.
"please please please please, I'll stop calling you mad man and call you something appropriate..like uncle" the thin smile fades , his knuckles hardened on the paper, as he stares in the eyes that forces him against his will.
"Do I look like your uncle?" His tone hardened and hurt to her lack of understanding.
"No, but am sure you're old to be one" a little scoff comes in reply to her comment, he pulls back on the chair.
Where does the thoughts even come from, he isn't that old to be her uncle. He's in his thirties , how old can he be to age her uncle?, plus he doesn't look that old. She definitely has something wrong with her eyes.
"Since am the age of your uncle why not find a young blood to be your fake boyfriend" he bitterly said.
How can she be so heartless, she shared a moment of pleasure with him and here she's labeling him as her uncle. Even with his denial, he's hurt by her words or the fact she completely laid off the kiss they shared.
"I can't, cause I have no uncle. Also I don't like young boys, am more into men they know how to love" she said catching a break on his face, his body relax as he let out a fade grunt. From the start his mind has being cautious of her, he could tell she's a time bomb that will explode him but his heart is too lost to take heed to the mind.
"Mis June please leave my office, I have patients to attend to" he gestures to the door.
"C'mon, help me out here. I'm also your patient, so lend a hand here".
....
"Just accept your defeat and come home" Dora stares at the woman infront of her, stunting over how she got to know her location but again she is the mighty Mrs Coker, nothing is hidden from her. Like her character, she forces her power over everything, she cares little about others.
"You made the bet, I still have time so please stop trying to compel me to lose" the words hit the ears that spears no effort in comprehending. The diamond rings hooks on each fingers, swift to her wrists that fancies the pearl bracelets.
Mrs Coker, by nature is the typical mother that thinks her choices are the best. She cares only about status.
With the three years agreement coming to an end she thought it fit to rub it in her daughter's face of not accomplishing as she vowed. As they laid out, if she fails to get any accomplishment she will give up her dream of a writer and get married to the man of their choice and that's the last she wants.
"Mother, am not gonna lose as you expect me to. Trust I'll win the challenge"
" Oh please, just give up. It being two years and half, yet no company has sign any of your so call books. Your self publish got you no where...so tell me how do you intend to win this bet. No recognition will be given to you" she details in much joy to prove her daughter's worthless without her family name and power.
"Come home and be obedient, marry the man we have chosen and live a good life. Your books will never get fame." Mrs Coker said, aware to her she's the puppeteer pulling the strings.
Having paid most of the publishing companies and bringing her way to readers to comment ill on her daughter's booksh, just so she can quit at and return home .
Perhaps she is view as the villain to her daughter, but in her defense she does it all for her daughter's good. It'll be a waste of her to have her life day dreaming.
"Listen dear, just come home. Your dad and I'll give you a better life" the words thrill on her lips that display luxury .
"Like you said it only being two years, I still have time to prove my worth"
"Oh please, what would you achieve in six months when you couldn't get anything out of thirty months?, you think a fairy mother is gonna show up with a magic wand?". Her mother scold out , irritates at the stubborn will of her daughter. She definitely didn't get that from her side, sometimes she think whether she's her daughter or perhaps she was exchanged in the hospital.
But DNA doesn't lie.
"I'll come home only if I fail to reach to my goals, till then I get to own my life" that won't be long for her mother will go to any length to have her fail.
" Suit yourself. I know you'll be home soon, where you truly belong" she said with a march to her car that's parked in front of the book store.
"Who was that?" her shoulders flinch with the touch on it, crossing looks in the eyes that eases her worries, the eyes that understands and appreciate her.
"That was my mom" she replies to Edward who's mouth drops in dubious.
"That was your mom, then you're?"
"A rich spoiled heiress...?. No, but yes am from a wealthy family" she details heading in the store.
"So let get this straight, you're from a rich family but yet you live a simple life, why?" his curious mind queries for explanations.
"Because I want to, this is the life I want to live not the one my parents carved. I just want to string my own life" she sends her hand for the book she was skimming for on the shelves.
"That's admirable" he honestly comment picking the book from the top shelf for her.
"Yet , soon that will be dead" her voice dies out. Her fingers grease on the words on the book cover
'Be Who You Want'.
"And why?"
"I made a three years deal with my parents, two years have already gone by and am far from achieving what we agreed on. And with my failure comes the wedding bells". He jumps Infront of her, snapping his fingers to attract her attention. He spread his fingers on her lips with a gesture on his to smile.
"I can help you " her face chokes in doubt, dropping a heavy sigh.
"Truly I can help, well I can't guarantee it will be a success as you wish but am certain my ideas will earn you your freedom " he said the words she dearly eagers to hear.
Thou he isn't sure whether he is being genuine but he's clear on one thing, no one can have her not without her consent.
"Okay I'll take it".
.....
The silence smooth the ears, strolling the paths she hooks the group gathering and dull whispers that creeps the hell out of her. June slowly observe the busy atmosphere that's dead in ruffles, she path ways for her office...but.
"May is the culprit" Jane cut path before her, seizing her hands for the air.
"My guts was right, she leaked the video. All traces leads to her" June scrolls eyes at the unbearable words, edging her heels further.
What nonsense, may being the culprit, why not. they both never get along and she has a good motive of sharing the video out. June has taken the spot she wanted and she also threaten her. With June's show down hers gets the opportunity to sky up.
"It good you're here, your culprit has been found" Linda said handing a file to June that reluctantly takes it. Her eyes scans the evidence of May's act, the video was found in her computer and her mail was used to transfer the video.
"The decision has been made, May will no longer work in this company or any other " Linda said eyeing at May that has lost words in her defense.
What can she say, all evidences points to her. Yes she admits to have clipped the video and saved it in her computer but she swear she didn't leak it out or sent it out, but no ears is willing to hear or believe her.
"I don't think she did it, she's not the culprit" June's words stuns everyone's faces.
"Are you insane, the video was found in her computer" Jane said in foaming rage. She's certain May's behind it all and evidences has her suspicion clear, so why is June reluctant to accept the truth?.
And more, it not like June to have mercy on those that strikes her way, she's a no mercy person on those that hurts her . But here she's in defense of the person found guilty of dropping her show ratings.
"She didn't do it, have a second investigation done" June demands earning a sore eyes from Linda and others in presence.
"In my office now". Linda orders , heading to her office.