Episode 2
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"Mum, where's dad?" She asked her mum immediately after dashing out of her room.
"Ohh, Beverly my dear. He just left". Mrs Charles her mum said .
"Oh my God not again". She exclaimed and face palmed herself. "I should leave now then".
"Why the rush dear. You should calm your nerves down. This is not necessary". Her mom said hoping she would feel better.
"Not now Mom, this is very crucial and I need to be there immediately". She dashed out before her mother could reply. She got into her car and drove out immediately. She was swift and could smash any fly.
Bevely Montagues, the only child and heir to the Montagues fortune. She is one beautiful lady of 25, trained strictly by her father in terms of business. She is the best. It's no wonder her father made her the manager of his company.
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Hearing a knock on his door, he opened his eyes and grumbled, who would be knocking on his door so early.
"Who the hell is that?" He asked, sounding rather aggressive.
"It's me sir". He heard a tiny female voice.
"You, who? don't you have a name?" He snapped.
"I'm Fay, mom said I should..."
"Get the hell out of there Fay!" He snapped, interrupting her, he really didn't care to hear the other parts. He wasn't in the mood for that, he wanted to have his sleep.
"I'm sorry sir, but Mom said I should come wake you up".
"As what? a baby or a play thing"
Or is it that I cannot wake myself up?" He scoffed.
"No sir I didn't mean it that way". She tried explaining.
"Not to worry, just go already thank you".
"Oh. okay". He heard her footsteps descending the stairs and he knew she was gone already.
Phew!
Sweet relief. He exhaled and sat up. Then punched his pillow.
"What the hell!" He yelled.
He signed, then stood up sluggishly, heading to the bathroom.
After almost half an hour, he was done and fully dressed.
He carried his case, exited his room and did not forget to close his door.
Julian Capulet, the heir of Capulet venture. Working as the head Tech guru in his father's companies.
He is Tall and lean, His keen intellect is shrouded behind piercing eyes that mirror the weight of his family's legacy, a legacy he's been groomed to uphold since birth.Julian's reserved but arrogant nature masks a profound depth of emotion. That he shields with everything in him.
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As Beverly turned to drive the expressway, a car reversed carelessly and... The was a hit!
"s**t! " She cursed out loud. But then she turned off her engine and alighted.
To her surprise, the careless driver didn't move an inch. He didn't alight as well.
She walked up to his windscreen and knocked on it lightly.
He rolled it down and gave her an annoying yet calm smile.
"Hey you. What do you think you're doing". She spat.
"Huh? What do you mean beautiful?"
"Hey! Don't call me that. And Don't play dumb with me. I just asked a question so answer it!"
"Oh wow. Can someone do me a favour of telling me what the hell is going on?" he spread his hands as if he was completely clueless.
"Get the hell out of the car". She stood, folding her hands across her chest with a fiery face. But her annoyance and anger looked so funny that he tried so hard to hold himself back.
"I do not understand. Why do I have to get down from my own car? Are you being serious Miss? Or you're a cop, trying to arrest innocent people".
"I wish I was and for your knowledge. The guilty are better than you. Get the hell down already!". She was breathing hard already. "Don't let me lose it".
"Okay ma'am". He shrugged and got down. "Now how may I help you?"
"Follow me". She ordered. And he did. She walked him to her car. Then show him the damage he thought was a joke.
"Okay? What's that?"
"Excuse you! Are you blind?" She yelled.
"Funny you. It's only a hit and I'm not seeing any damage. So what?" He looked at her, raising an eyebrow.
" This isn't a huge damage but a sorry will do".
"Why do I have to apologize for something that is not important. For all I care, there's nothing like a damage here. Just a straight almost invisible scratch." He shrugged raising his eyebrow again.
"What bush are you from Mr.? I do not see the big deal in saying sorry. Not like it's going to take anything from you". She was surprised that he had so much guts and that was annoying that she thought.
"Are you done now, angry bird?" He asked in a rather annoying way that she felt like punching him.
"You haven't said sorry". She reminded him.
"I do not see a reason to say it. And the fact that you do not deserve it one bit. How can a lady be this angry over nothing".
"Hey Proudy, this isn't nothing. It's my hard work". She snapped at him.
"That's my hard work as well". He pointed to his car.
Just as she was about saying something else. His phone started beeping and he pulled it out of his pocket hurriedly. Looked at the caller's ID and smiled.
"Babe". He said.
Beverly frowned, looking forward disgusted. But he paid no attention to her. Rather, it looked like he was trying to annoy her the most.
"Oh. Okay babe, I'll be there soon. Geez can't believe I succeeded in wasting my time on the way".
He turned towards his car. As if he wanted to leave her hanging.
Wait, is he about to...
"Hey, where the hell are you doing?" She yelled.
"Hold on babe". He put the phone down then turned to look at her. "Some people have an actual Job they have to move along and I think you have one too". He paused and looked at her, as if he was just noticing her dress. " Well I think so, except you're dressing for fun". With that, he went back to his call and got inside his car.
She was foaming already. And visible anger could be noticed. But she plans not to spoil her face for an almost insignificant human being.
With a sigh, she got into her car and drove off or probably flying behind her wheels.
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