When Amy arrived at BS company, she was asked a few question by the manager after which she signed up as an employee. BS company deals majorly in the production and selling of shoes and clothes, since she had no technical knowledge about how to produce a shoe or a cloth, she was placed in the marketing department. She sat on her desk and glanced at the numerous number of colleagues seated well around their desk, she assumed that they must be lovely people eventhough she had not spoken to anyone yet. She navigated through the monitor before her with her mouse and immediately got engrossed with work. When it was break period, she hibernated the system and heaved a sigh of relief. It‘s such a long time that she had been engrossed with work. Remembering that she didn‘t even eat before leaving Broderick‘s house, she decided to go to take lunch. She stood and asked one of her female colleague for where the company‘s resturant was and the lady described the place for her. After thanking the lady, she walked out of the large room and while walking through the hallway in an attempt to get to the company‘s resturant, a voice sounded beside her, “Amy!” The voice sounded very familiar and before she could even process who it was that called her name on the first day at work, she turned and saw Callan, she should have expected to see Callan since this company belongs to his family. “Hi,” she greeted and began to walk away but Callan followed after her. “Angry to see me?”
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“I don‘t give a fuck about you, get out,” she said angrily and walked even faster. Soon, she was looking at the the door of the company‘s resturant before her.
“If you don‘t give a fuck about me, why then did you come to work in my company?” He asked after he had caught up with her. “Your family‘s company not yours,” she twisted the knob of the door and opened then walked inside but Callan followed. “Deep down inside of you, you know you still want me. You still love me but you don‘t want to accept it,” Callan scoffed after saying this. Amy almost raised her hand up to slap him but she had to caution herself in this restaurant, this was her first day at work and she didn‘t want to create unnecessary drama. She then walked over to her seat and called a server, she ordered for what she want and tried to ignore Callan as much as she can. She finds him very annoying. Callan sat before her and said,” I need to make something clear to you. Amy, you are still my wife.” Amy smirked, she had never seen a man as foolish as Callan, didn‘t he cheat on her then with his secretary? She was ridiculed and abused to be a barren yet now, he had the gut to say she was his wife. “I guess your mother forgot to tender the divorcee paper 1 signed to you,” Amy said, although he hated to have a conversation with him, it was necessary that she set some things straight. “She did gave me the divorce paper but it‘s invalid cause I didn‘t sign it,” Callan said. Amy couldn‘t
passed. “I think you are the one who can‘t get over me here and you really need help. It‘s been six years and you are still all
up the cutlery and began
since he finds out that Amy had six kids who were six years old but they weren‘t even his. The DNA test proved that the children were not his. Was it not six years ago that Amy left him? It was true that he loved Amy when they were married but his mother kept pushing him to get into someone else who could provide a baby for him. Seeing that his secretary had been seducing him for months, he decided to give in, afterall, she was goodlooking. But for the fact that she was having sex with his secretary doesn‘t imply that he had stopped loving Amy. Infact, he didn‘t know that Amy will ever
know. When he got home that day and his mother told him that Amy had left with nothing and
ever since then. He wanted to know whom the kid‘s father was. “Amy, legally you‘re still my wife. I need to know whom the father of your children is?” He demanded. “So you really want to know?” Amy asked as she ate, a sardonic smirk plastered across her lips. “Tell me,” he demanded. “Broderick Alessandro, he‘s the father of the children,” she said
Amy continued eating and snubbed him, it was his choice to either believe what she said or not. When she was done eating, she cleaned her mouth with her handkerchief and stood, Callan stood and followed her, still worried. “Can you stop the joke and tell me whom the father of the children is?” Callan asked, his curiosity was so glaring in his voice. Amy kept walking and didn‘t bother replying him anymore, he grabbed her arms all of a sudden. Amy was angry and thought that she had had enough of him, he threw a hard slap across his cheek then yanked her hand off.
“Stay away from me,” she warned and walked away from the spot leaving him behind. Although this company belongs to Callan‘s family, she won‘t let Callan bully her. He hurt her many years back and here was he again, appearing every now and then. The worst that can happen was for her to get fired She resumed work and and a couple of hours later, she closed at work. She stepped out and saw many of her colleagues driving their various beautiful cars but she didn‘t have a car yet and who was she to ask of Broderick‘s car. Broderick had tens of cars but she feels like she did not have the right to ask. Although they were husband and wife, it was just temporal and once his mum dies, everyone will go their way. She walked towards where she could get a cab and soon, she was inside the car. The cab stopped before the large gate of Broderick‘s mansion. Once she paid the cab man and stepped out, she saw a black jeep parked behind it. She had an odd feeling about the jeep that had all it‘s window tinted, she watched it and after a couple of seconds, the door to the driver‘s seat opened and she saw Callan. This guy again? Amy was frustrated and didn‘t like the fact that he saw her before Broderick‘s house. She wanted to keep her relationship with Broderick as private as she can but that actually seems impossible cause Broderick is a public figure and anyone conneccted to him automatically makes the news.
She stood and waited for him to approach her, “what did you want this time?” Callan recognized this house to be that of Broderick, afterall, him and Broderick were childhood before they parted ways. “You dared to slap me, Amy?” Callan smirked,” I‘ll let you pay.” “You can‘t do anything to me, stop the empty threat. What are you here for?” She asked, her patience running out. Suddenly, a number of cars approached the gate of the mansion and parked before the gate. Amy recognized the cars to be the escorts of Broderick. Numerous guards stepped down at once and few went to open the door for Broderick. Amy had her heart in her mouth, she was scared that Broderick saw her in this position. She felt like Callan had brought problem upon her. Broderick already had many wrong assumption about her, won‘t this confirm the wrong thought he had of her. Brett wanted to quickly walk over to where Amy and Callan was but Broderick motioned for him to stop. He observed the situation keenly and walked over to them. He grabbed her in her arm and pulled her closer to himself in a rather gentle manner, he faced her squarely, their lips almost colliding, he asked softly,” how was work, my woman?” Amy furrowed her brow. When did she become his woman? Oh Yes, she was his wife but he had never addressed her as one. “Fi…fine,” she stuttered, trying to adjust to the sudden and strange situation of things. He kissed her in the lips softly, since the gate had been opened wide, he walked with her in a rather gentle manner out of the place ignoring his childhood friend, Callan. He didn’t even spare him a glance. He treated him him like he was absolutely nothing