Vanessa ordered the Oolong tea and another steaming cup of coffee. She walked to Dominic where he seated at the corner of the restaurant and sat on the opposite chair."Here," she set the mugs on the table with a sweet smile. "Thank you for the other time." she said.Dominic smiled lightly. "You know you've actually said a hundred 'thank you' in just a few minutes, Vanessa. I helped out because it's what I counted necessary I should do.""And I'm flattered by the kind gesture," She said and gently pushed the mug across. "This is for you."Dominic's eyes widened in mild surprise. "Oh, really. You know you shouldn't have stressed yourself to do that.""I have to," Said Vanenssa. "Take it as a little kind gesture for my kind helper. And moreover, I think it's really getting cold outside so you'll need it."Dominic smiled. "Thank. The mechanic's already working on your car. It should be ready in a few minutes." He said and leaned forward. "You told me you just came back to the city. Y

Early morning the next day when mists still clung sharp to the air, three convoys screeched to a stop at the gate of the sovereign Crest hotel.Two Bentley bentagya flanking a Royce both front and back pulled over in style and precision.The door of the two Bentagya slings opened and out-stepped imposing men in black suits. Each of the men looks like they were carved from brick; shoulder raised high like walls, eyes stern. Cold. They stood beside the car like one under a quiet command, scanning the area with sharp eyes that could piece steel.Lastly, the door of her middle Royce Rolls opened and Vega Cross stepped out in an navy immaculate designer suit that he specifically imported from Kerela.He tugged the hem of the suit as he stood straighter, his eyes locked on the entrance of the hotel like he was a groom anticipating for the entrance of his bride. But this was no wedding ceremony....it was a comeback.And then Dominic Reid appeared beyond the gate, gliding through the mist wi

Aunt Vanessa— Vanessa stirred awake from her bed, the silk night wear shuffling gently as she sat up on the bed. She dragged the sling of the nightwear properly and looked at that wall clock, her mind processing how the day would unfold at Reid Eighteen. Her proposals lay in her portfolio. Well prepared. Finally crafted after second guessing every detail. Every lines.Reid Eighteen isn't just any small company. They're the biggest conglomerate in the world. Other companies bowed under their shade. They don't go for mediocrity but the best. No excuses. No mistakes. And Vanessa made sure she went over and over and over through everything to perfect the proposal. Yet, she was unsure of herself.It was 7.a.m."I have to prepare early to get there early." She stood up from the bed and walked in the bathroom to prepare for the day.After about thirty minutes, she stepped out of the bathroom and began to dress up.She adjusted her suit for the umpteenth time in front of the mirror, making

Securities in crisp navy uniforms flanked the gigantic black gate of Reid Eighteen. Towering concrete fence wound the empire 360 degree. Cameras, 4k, the kind that can see any slightest suspicious movement mounted on top of the fence, whirling around gently. The securities stood straight, their perceptive eyes scanning each vehicle as they engaged in thorough inspection, before waving them through the gate.Dominic eased his car forward gently, his finger gripping the wheel in calm composure. He slipped forward to the security check, wounding the side glass down. He smiled at the security guy lightly."Good morning, Sir." The young security greeted politely. He leaned closer enough for his eyes to scan the interior of the car. Dominic nodded gently. "Morning, officer.""Your gate pass, please." The security requested.Dominic's expression narrowed with a mix of surprise and confusion."Oh, I never knew I'll be needing one," He said, "This is my first time here, so I didn't realize t

Isabella's eye lightened up. "You'll do that," She said, her mind already calculating how she want Vanessa tossed out of the office. "Such people don't even deserve to be in a place like this in the first place. I'm willing to see her dragged out of the office. Someone needs to teach her a lesson."Tristen smirked, his gaze sliding to the door lazily. "The investment Director is my close associates. Just one call. I'll have her lose her face." Tristen stepped to the side, away from Isabella's hearing. The moment he felt secured in the quiet corner, his smirk ashened instantly. He didn't even know anyone at Reid Eighteen. The truth is— He came here, seeking employment after he got fired from his former job for incompetence.He pulled out his phone, his palm clammy with sweats. He held the phone tighter so as not to slip. He looked over his shoulder and forced a smile at Isabella whose face was full of expectations. He never wants to miss this opportunity to impress Isabella. They cou