Neal stopped walking. He turned around to see Elsa standing outside the door, her bag clutched in her hand. Her reddened face turned toward him.More tears streamed down Elsa's face, and she didn't even bother to stop them. She felt eyes on her; she could hear the murmur rise as they whispered. She ignored it all.All of that didn't matter. What mattered was getting his forgiveness. To show that she did feel bad for treating him like shit.“I'm very sorry, Neal," she croaked. She sobbed, her voice raspy as she added, "Forgive me." She slowly shook her head. "I had no idea that this was how you felt.” She hiccuped. "I didn't know it was this bad. I regret my actions.”Neal regarded Elsa. She looked so vulnerable as she stood there, sincerely tendering her apology. Elsa sniffed. “I don't expect you to forgive me. I won't even blame you if you join the other students to mock me because I deserve it. I deserve every mockery and malice from you because I've wronged you.”Neal walked up t

Lora typed into her tablet as Yvonne and the CEO of Craig holdings discussed. Occasionally, she chipped in whenever she was spoken to.The CEO nodded as he scanned the statistics of the most recent advert that the Comix Verts had carried out for them.Yvonne smiled as she watched the CEO silently review the figures. She didn't need it to be announced that he was impressed. That was the only reason why his attention was still on it. Even she herself had been impressed.The CEO finally looked up with a small smile. “This is impressive, Yvonne. We aren't just getting leads, we are getting the right ones. People who are buying." Yvonne nodded. “Yes, sir. If we run the adverts about three more times, we'll get even better results." When the meeting came to an end, the CEO clutched Yvonne's hand, "Keep working hard.”Yvonne smiled. "I will. Thank you, sir." Yvonne was on her feet as the CEO walked out the door when she heard the soft buzz of her phone's vibration on the table.She dragg

After Yvonne reluctantly ended the call, she couldn't stop herself from smiling. She thought back to a few moments ago when Neal had rescued her.She had stepped out of her car, thinking that she might have truly missed Cynthia only for the men to walk up to her.She had tried her best to ignore them but they were adamant. They followed her to her car.She had been scared, ready to scream for help as loud as she could, but the moment she saw Neal, her fear evaporated. That feeling of safety returned just because she was aware that Neal was around. Her knight in shining armor.Vivid images of how his forearm flexed as he beat up those men came up in her mind. She recalled the ease with which he dealt with them. The authoritarian tone with which he demanded her release. The confidence in his words and strides.She sighed. He looked so cool. So domineering. And goodness. Her heart fluttered as she relived that moment when his strong hand held her wrist as he worriedly gazed down at i

Once the lecture came to an end, Neal jumped to his feet and packed up his books. “I'll see you guys tomorrow." Vanessa mocked, “So fast? Look at how jittery you are, yet you claim she's just a friend." She laughed.Neal deliberately ignored Vanessa's tease, “I'll come early tomorrow. You two concentrate in the next class, you'll explain whatever was taught to me." "Yes, captain,” Vanessa did a faux salute. He bid them goodbye and left.Elsa remained quiet as she watched Neal rush off to his date, that uncomfortable feeling growing inside her.The moment Neal stepped into his room, he walked to the drawer and brought out the box that held the necklace.His mind replayed Vanessa's teasing words.He brought out the necklace from the box. He set the box down and stared at the necklace for a long minute.Then he returned it to the jewelry box and carefully placed it on his bed.He reached for his phone and ordered a nice cloth. Something more than his usual casual wear. Something fit f

“Welcome, man," Frank moved forward once Cathy turned her attention to the receptionist. He extended his hand for a handshake.Moise took Frank's hand, shook it, then pulled him into a hug. “What's up, Frank. How're you?" Tina smiled, pleased at how her two children were bonding very well with the Beckman heir. Her daughter, the wife-to-be of the Beckman heir, and her son, the best friend of the Beckman heir. Could her life get any better?She walked into Moise's line of vision. “Thank you for coming, Moise,” she said with a big smile. “It is an honor." “It's my pleasure, Tina,” Moise answered with a gentle smile.Moise’s eyes found Jack beside Tina and he bowed slightly. Jack stepped forward and gave Moise a clap on the back as he pulled him into a side hug. “Thank you, son. You're a true heir." Those words were enough to tell Moise why he was being thanked. “It's nothing, sir," Moise said humbly. “I gave my word and I was determined to keep to it." Cathy sorted things out wit