“Anything…”That was the only word that came to Morris' head. Donald has just declared that he'd give him anything. Apart from uttering the fact that he meant his words, it was clear as day that if Morris should ask for anything now, he'll most likely get it.But all just for information about… Kevin? The pauper? What does he want with him?Memories of Kevin with the Phoenix president, the video he had taken, the same one he had held against Mia to get the percent of shares that he currently had…He frowned, his gaze narrowed as he stared at Donald as though he wanted to see what went on in his head.Kevin might be close to Alessia or any other powerful person but he was still a pauper himself. So what does he have that Donald wanted? Who does he have access to that made Donald develop an interest in him?Alessia.Does he like Alessia? Does he want to partner with her?But he heard she was at the party he threw, why not go directly to her?He should be interested in only his cousin, th

Kevin was taken aback. He had heard that Mia didn't remember anything about her abduction. Kevin decided to play dumb. Maybe that was what she had also done when she said she didn't remember. “Why will you ask me that?" Mia looked Kevin in the eyes. He didn't even bat an eye at the question.And for the first time, she wondered if he was in on the abduction. But then, what would he gain? And from what she remembered of the abduction, Anthony didn't sound like he was on good terms with Kevin.She leaned forward and rested her elbow on the table. “Who—"“Your meals are ready, ma'am."Mia straightened up at the attendant's voice. There were two of them, each holding a filled tray in his hand. One for her, the other for Kevin.“Thank you," Mia beamed.The three meals were a minuscule amount of food in the centre of the plates with leaves on the sides. Food and leaves that neither Kevin nor Mia cared to know what they were.They both picked up their cutleries after the attendants left, bu

Mia was stunned. She had always pegged Kevin to be an ingrate. Especially since he tended to behave like one. It was why she always made a note to let him know that if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be alive. Now, she felt a tad bit guilty about it.Looking at him now, he looked so sincere; he looked like he meant every one of the words he just uttered.She forgot about all the lies he had told her; she forgot about the times she thought he had been ungrateful and let her lips curl into a small smile.She placed her fork on the table and looked up. She opened her mouth to speak, but she was unable to get her words out before her phone beeped in her bag.“Excuse me," she muttered as she looked down. When she opened her bag, her screen had lit up, and the light illuminated the dark space. She grabbed the phone and brought it out.A scowl appeared on her face when she saw that it was a text from Morris. It was rare. Curious, her fingers glided across her screen as she opened the message.

Lisa chewed the cap of her pen as she stared at the arithmetic question before her. “Why is this one giving me such a tough time?” She muttered to herself, her brows tightly knitted as she dragged two slant lines across the work she just solved wrong.She glanced at her dad. He was still on another of his long work calls, so she couldn't go to him. Besides, he already explained the steps to her.She tapped her pen against her lips, eyes squinted at the question in the book.“Maybe I need a break.""Lisa! Dinner's ready,” her mom called out.“Yes!” She threw her hands in the air. "Just the break I needed.” She beamed as she closed her book. She left her study room and raced to the dining room.“Mom, what did you make?" Her gaze fell on the dining table, and she didn't wait for her mother to answer her question. She gasped. “Spaghetti bolognese!" She hugged her mom, “You're the best, mom!" Her mother hugged her back."Okay, boss. I'll take note of that,” Howard told Kevin.“I don't mea

Alessia hummed a song as she parked her car before Kevin's apartment. She was delighted to see him again after his trip to Landary Province.She put on a pair of sunglasses before she stepped out of her car. Then she began the walk up to his door. She stood by the door and rasped her knuckles on it.“Yes?”She heard Kevin's voice come to her, distracted.She assumed that he was working but wondered why the maid was not the one answering her."It's Alessia,” she called out."Coming,” she heard him murmur. A few seconds later, the door was pulled open.Alessia smiled at Kevin, her gaze briefly taking him in. A loose blue t-shirt and joggers with an apron on. "Good morning, boss.” She grinned as she stepped inside, eyeing his apron."Morning, Alessia," Kevin answered, closing the door behind him. “How're you?”“I'm fine,” she dragged the words, an amused frown forming on her brows. “Are you cooking?"He nodded. “Jake and I are trying to fix ourselves a breakfast.”Alessia couldn't keep