Half a year after Chairman came back, an unending vibration from Chloe's phone woke her up in the middle of the night. She thought she was just dreaming since the surrounding was dark so she let the first, second, and third call pass. But when the call didn't stop, she decided to peek at her phone screen and saw dozens of messages and calls from her mom and the Chairman's lawyer, Mr. Price. With this, she was convinced that it was indeed an urgent and important matter. So she opened the bedside lamp and called back, Mr. Price. "H-hello, I-Im sorry, I was asleep. It's still midnight here so I–" she was in the middle of explaining herself when the bearer of the bad news delivered it, "–Miss Myers, you must prepare quickly, the Chairman passed away just n–" the voice became distorted, and her ears were suddenly filled with buzzing. She suddenly felt extreme dizziness, and she became nauseated. She crouched on the bed as her heart constricted. Her panic attack started when she
Mr. Price visited the hotel they are currently staying at to brief Chloe on what was about to go down and how they can prepare for it. "You have to trust me on this, Miss Myers. I've served the Chairman for quite a long time, and never did I disappoint him," he swore on the late Chairman's name. "I know you won't. I am just worried that they would question my son's identity," Chloe explained. "Anyone who sees him the first time can definitely say he's Tyler Schneider's son. He got his hair and his eyes. He's the split image of his father," reassured Mr. Price. "You are right. How about the legality of the transfer?" Chloe reminded him of the dilemma. "You don't have to worry about that. Thanks to the Chairman's effort, Aiden turned seven this year, making it possible to transfer all of his shares–declared or not–to Aiden," elaborated Mr. Price. "And we will not let his efforts go in vain. And how will it make me the co-owner of their whole enterprise?" Chloe went down to
One morning, Tyler had just finished his morning run when he saw Theo having some trouble wearing his shoes. So he came to his rescue, "Here, I got this," he tied the shoelace for him. Tyler, despite his busy schedule Theo, where's mommy?" Theo kept quiet because he didn't want his father to get mad at his mom, he simply shrugged his shoulders. "You still haven't eaten your breakfast, have you?" Tyler asked again. "I-I am full, Daddy. And besides, I'll be late for school," said Theo. Tyler sighed and looked at the time, "Hold on, buddy. Daddy will change then I will bring you to school today." He entered Isabella's room and saw her hugging the booze in her sleep. From the looks of it, she seemed wasted and kept mumbling in her sleep. At some point, it became audible, "It's your fault…n-not mi…ne." Tyler wanted to confront her but Theo would be late. So he put off the sermon and tended to his son's care. As he dropped Theo to school, he thought he was hallucinating. Th
BREAKING NEWS: FOLLOWING THE DEATH OF THE FOUNDER OF THE SCHNEIDER ENTERPRISE, THE SHAREHOLDERS WILL HAVE AN EMERGENCY MEETING TODAY. THE AGENDA, TO OUST THE INCUMBENT CEO DUE TO MEDIOCRITY Rumors spread fast inside the company. It was even confirmed when the delegates of the meeting arrived at the company building one by one. By ten in the morning, all participants were complete. Enemies and allies sat down in their respective seats. It was hard to identify who your friends and foes were. Hawkins and Tyler needed to be vigilant, as this meeting would determine the company's future. The one who called the meeting finally opened it, "Thank you all for coming. During the past year, we noticed the remarkable decline in our…" The speech went on and on. It went circling around the embezzlement issues and the buildings that collapsed and more. They all pinned the blame on the CEO whom they claimed wasn't competent to make a rational decision, leading to the company's fall. The
Not only did the endless doorbell ring, but the loud banging on the door almost woke two naked people on the bed inside this grandeur VVIP suite room. “Sir! Sir!” screamed the loud voice from the other side of the heavy door. Yet no response was heard from two people who were heavily drunk and still enjoying the comfort of this king-size bed. Both of them were slightly snoring. “Sir Schneider! Mister Schneider! Please open this door, the chairman is on his way to your office,” pleaded the man while the banging became more aggressive. At this point, a glide from the woman’s hand was seen. She gracefully stretched her arms sideways but was blocked by a thick object beside her, “Hmm, what is it this time? A lamp shade? A painting?” she thoughtlessly asked herself knowing herself. Eyes still closed, she thought it was some kind of a pillow or a hard object lying down beside her, a drinking habit of cuddling almost anything at reach when influenced by alcohol. So she examined
She kept on tapping her feet while biting her right thumb incessantly. She couldn’t believe her eyes. No matter how many times she rubbed and closed them, what beheld in front of her was unchangeable. For the?nth?time, she closed her eyes and chanted wholeheartedly that all was just a nightmare, “It was all just a nightmare, all a nightmare! I can’t be married. It just can’t be!” Yet to her dismay, the contract clearly stated her full name as the wife,?‘Chloe Myers.’ “No!” she screamed as she lost hope while the two gentlemen in the room just stared at her. “Will you just sit down, woman? You’re making me nauseous,” complained the god-like man. She glared at him, “Well, you make me sick, Mister! This makes me sick!” she roused.? “Mrs. Schneider–I mean Miss Myers–” Hawkins quickly adapted to the situation while the two of them almost killed him with their visual prowess. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you, Hawkins? You truly want to punish me, huh? Just call the goddamn Cl
Now that he clearly remembered that his first moment with his instant wife was nothing but embarrassment, he didn’t even know how to talk her out of this situation. This woman whom he just met saw his weakness which no one has ever witnessed in his entire existence. He wished she would never bring that up and yet here she was retelling the whole story as if it was her story to tell. Now that he was almost dying of embarrassment, he immediately cut her by pounding the armrests, “I believe…” his stern voice rose, then he stood up and sent a clear signal to her, “...we don’t need to get into details, do we?” She was caught off guard and almost choked. After talking for almost half an hour about what happened, she felt dryness in her throat and realized she probably hit the mark. “My bad,” she tensely responded. “Y-you’re right we shouldn’t talk about what happened yesterday night…given how drunk we are,” she exclaimed in agreement. Feeling satisfied, he cleared his throat, a
A long flight had passed and Tyler finally arrived in front of his penthouse door. With everything that happened in Vegas: the rejected proposal and the marriage booze, he was looking forward to having peace in his own home at last. But he was not even getting it tonight, rather, it would be right to say, his grandfather wasn’t giving it anytime soon. As Hawkins opened the door to his penthouse, he immediately noticed the vibrant reflection illuminated by the glass chandelier hanging at the ceiling. He cussed aloud, “You gotta be fucking kidding me, right now!” then shook his head at Hawkins. So he swung the door completely and heard a popping sound from a party popper installed behind the door while the confetti rained down on him like crazy. As he entered his place, an LED projector was continuously playing an AVP of their romantic journey together. Fury and anger dawned on his face, “Hawkins, what’s the meaning of this?” But Hawkins was frozen to a standing position wh