Chapter 8
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Madison waited eagerly for Emily to come out. She heard shouting and yelling from Liam's office, and she knew their boss was more than angry.
Worst case scenario, Emily gets fired.
After what seemed like forever, Emily walked out of Liam's office, and Madison ran to her.
"So? Did you manage to keep your job?" Madison asked, curiosity flared in her eyes.
"Yes, but on a condition," Emily sighed, and Madison raised an eyebrow.
"Speak!" Madison yelled impatiently.
"We need to find news much bigger than my marriage with Caden, and we both know the only person that can rival this kind of gossip," Emily said.
"Nathan Pierce," Madison replied in realization.
"Yeah... We have to find something juicy on him, or I can say goodbye to my job, we have one month, " Emily informed.
"We? It's your job on the line Ems, there's no WE, " Madison responded.
"You're going to help me, or I would go back in there and tell Liam you found out two weeks ago," Emily threatened, and Madison gasped.
"You made me promise not to tell anyone!" Madison defended.
"Doesn't change the fact that you knew, help me, you're a gossip queen, I'm pretty sure we can get something on Nathan if we put in the efforts," Emily said.
"You're a crazy girl! Alright, I would do this for you because I am a nice person and if you get fired, who would drive me back home, I can't let you get fired yet, time is against us, we are very desperate" Madison replied and Emily nodded.
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{PIERCE ENTERPRISES~PARKING LOT~7PM}
"So we are stalking Nathan Pierce," Emily said, turning to Madison.
They have been in the parking lot for hours waiting for Nathan to come out of his office, Madison brought up the idea, and she said they would discover something if they tracked his daily movements.
"We don't have a choice, Ems. It's 7PM for fuçk sake, doesn't he go home or what?" Madison frowned.
"It's just 7PM. He is a CEO, Caden comes back at 8PM or even 9PM something," Emily shrugged.
"Ohh, so you know your husband's schedule, I thought you said you both can't stand each other," Madison teased.
"We can't, but that doesn't mean I am blind or oblivious," Emily responded.
"I thought -"
"Sshh, Nathan is walking to his car." Emily cut Madison off, and they focused their gaze on Nathan.
Emily's car was parked a few meters away from Nathan's car, and they had clear visuals on him.
"He is leaving, drive," Madison pressured, and Emily drove after Nathan, following at a safe distance.
"I just hope he goes to a club or his secret girlfriend's house," Madison said.
Nathan is known as a reserved and extremely hardworking billionaire, unlike Caden and Emily who came from riches, Nathan climbed his way up the social ladder till he became one of the richest billionaires in New York city.
Maybe that's why he is so closed up, he has never been caught in a club or any questionable situations and that's why every media house in New York wants to get a juicy story out of him.
"Really? He went home???" Madison frowned as Nathan's car entered the Vine Wood Estate.
"No luck today. Maybe we would have better luck next time." Emily sighed and drove Madison to her house.
When Emily finally got home, it was almost 9 pm. Madison had pressured her to come into her apartment to see her comic book collection.
Though Emily wasn't interested in comics, Madison can be very persuasive.
"I thought you'll never come back," Emily heard Caden's voice immediately she entered the house. He was standing in the living room with a visible frown on his face.
"Since when do you care if I come back or not?" Emily rolled her eyes.
Her and Caden have been ignoring each other for the past two weeks. She thought she was ignoring him at first, but it turns out he was also putting in an effort.
"Since you started coming back by 9PM," Caden frowned. "I didn't release the news on our wedding so you could start cheating on me," Caden added, and Emily glared at him.
"It was you? You sent the wedding photos to the Venice media??" Emily asked.
"Yes... I did tell you, I would make sure it is made public, " Caden shrugged.
"But that was about two weeks ago, I thought you'd forgotten about it," Emily complained.
"Forgotten? No, I didn't, I just wanted to surprise you when you least expected, " Caden smirked, and Emily's glare turned into full-blown fury.
"Seriously!!! Because of what you did, my job is hanging by a thread, and why did you send it to Venice Media?" Emily yelled.
"Because I felt like it, this is not an excuse for coming back late, Emily," Caden replied.
"I'm not making an excuse, I was working late because of you, àsshole" Emily rolled her eyes and walked past him to her room.
"Why is she so mad? I am the one that's supposed to be angry, " Caden muttered in disbelief.
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{NEXT DAY~GEORGE'S HOUSE}
George was already ready for work when his phone rang, and he frowned before picking it up.
"What is it?" He asked.
"Let's have a talk, son," his father said.
"I have no intention of speaking to you for whatsoever reason, Calvin," George replied sternly.
Calvin coughed three times before steadying himself. "It's urgent, don't be stubborn," Calvin said weakly, and George's grip on his phone tightened. "I would be waiting for you," Calvin added and hung up.
George took deep breaths and walked towards his car. He called Caden as he drove.
"Isn't it too early for a call, George?" Caden's tired voice came through the phone.
"Shouldn't you be at the office? it's almost 9AM." George replied.
"Get to the point, this isn't the first time I would be going late to work," Caden said, and George could feel him rolling his eyes.
"I would be coming late today, I need to see someone," George said.
"Is this someone named Anna Lark?" Caden asked.
"I'm not going to meet Anna, it's my dad," George replied, and Caden went silent.
"Maybe I should give you the day off," he finally said.
"No need, I would be at the office at noon. Don't forget to go to the construction site today," George responded
"I won't forget, good luck with Calvin," Caden said and hung up.
George sighed. He wondered what his father wanted. All of a sudden, the man had left him for years now, so why contact him now.
George stopped at a traffic light as his hands tapped the wheel impatiently, waiting for the light to turn green.
He looked outside the window and he saw Anna standing in front of a clothing store, she was wearing a hat and sunglasses, though her face wasn't visible he would clearly recognize his girlfriend anywhere.
Isn't she supposed to be in Los Angeles?
The light turned green, and George frowned as he drove away. Why is she here in New York but told him she was in Los Angeles.
The frown on his face deepened greatly.
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