💐THE
💐 PLAYBOY’S
NEW MISSTRESS 💐
💔Her vengeful soul 💔
✍️✍️CHAPTER SEVEN. 7️⃣
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GENRE: Romance, Fantasy, &Drama
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Settlings: California, United States. 21st century
💐The anniversary💐
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Charles called Mr. Feng who went to pick him up at the beach, and made reservations in a hotel suite as he wished.
“First, we have to order a nice suit for you to wear to the party,”
“Suit! No, I’ll pass. I berate that shit,”
“Hey! You have to listen to me, don’t forget I am your mistress now,”
“Gosh, there you go again. Will you stop making it sound creepy? Mistress, mistress, mistress. Gosh!”
“Whatever. You still have to listen to me. Don’t forget that I am doing you a favor here,”
“Should I roll on the tiles to worship you? And what makes you think wearing a suit and going there uninvited wili make them accept me? I don’t know the kind of company you lead, but Haven Group is different! It’s the number one Group in the country, and it’s vacillate across the world “
“Haven Group?! Wait. If it’s Haven Group, then you are… Charles…”
“Charles Hewlett! So, what? Are you suddenly shaken now that you discovered that I am not just some regular elites?”
“Oh, my… you are the only son of Crystal Harrison,”
“So, what?”
“So how did you grow up into such an impudent punk?!”
“What?”
“Your mother… I mean… Crystal Harrison was my role model, she was the youngest chairwoman, I mean… I was a big fan of her, she led such a successful group, so how can you live like this?”
“Yeah, she led a successful group, she was a chairwoman, she was everything, but she got married, and merged the group to her husband’s… which made Haven Group. She got married and became a housewife, so what’s the reward of all her handwork?”
“I’m sure she had her reasons. But, too bad…she couldn’t live long,”
“That made her a good role model to you. You didn’t live long either,” he said, and her face twist in pain
“That’s harsh,”
“My mother made Haven Group, she had more than 50% shares in that company, so I don’t understand why she quit her job, and live miserably,”
“If your mother had that much shares, then everything should be passed down to you,”
“Yeah, but it was temporary transferred to my father. He will give it back when I am of age, but I don’t know when I will ever be of age to him. I’m never interested in the company, what’s so special in leading the best company when you don’t even have time for your own family? Honestly, I don’t know what I want,”
“If you take a deep breath and think deeply, you are feeling cheated. You don’t understand why your mother left the company to your father, and why you have to live like an immature child,”
“I’m not sure,”
“First, let’s take revenge for your mother,”
“What revenge? You are the only one with regrets my mother had none,”
“But you harbor the regrets for her. Why did she has to dle alone while they celebrate their company’s anniversary? Why?”
“I don’t know,”
“So, we need an answer to that. In other to get that, we are going to continue working on what we agreed earlier,”
“Oh… must I really wear a suit?” he whined.
“Come with me,” she winked, and dragged him out.
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Mr. Feng drove him to a boutique to buy a suit, he tried on different suits but Violet kept on disapproving them all.
“Sir, why did you bother to show me when my opinion doesn’t matter?” Mr. Feng complained.
“I never asked for your opinion!”
“So, why do you keep coming out of the dressing room to show me?“
“I never came out for you! I..” he said, and looked at Violet who chuckled. “I came out to look at the mirror!” he shouted, and the staffs chuckled quietly.
“But there is a mirror in there as well,”
“Mind your own business,” he blurted, before leaving.
He tried on few more suits before Violet settled for one.
“This is perfect for the occasion,” she said, and he exhaled heavily in relief.
“Park this separately, and the others I tried on, parked them as well,”
“Are you getting all of them?” Violet and Mr. Feng asked in unison.
“My fragment is really strong, so I have to get rid of them so no body smells like me,”
“Oh,” Mr. Feng exclaimed.
“So much talk,” Violet teased.
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He returned to the hotel to prepare for the party, and Mr. Feng didn’t stop sighing.
“Sir, the chairman already made himself clear, even if you are responsibly dressed, it’s not still advisable,”
“What did you just say?”
“I mean, I said you shouldn’t go,”
“No, you said something else, I want you to repeat that,”
“That the chairman already made himself clear?”
“After that,”
“Even if you are responsibly dressed-…”
“Yes! That. That!” he shouted, startling them. “So, I’m always irresponsible before? Who approved these jackets and lackey pants as the only responsible clothing?” he said, and Mr. Feng tried to catch his breath.
“Sir, that’s not what I meant, I -…”
“Enough! I don’t care about your opinion,”
“I think you need to get a haircut to fit in that suit,” Violet said.
“A haircut again?” he whined, and Mr. Feng looked at him.
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After getting a nice haircut, he returned to the hotel and got dressed for the party.
They arrived at the venue, but the security guards didn’t let them through so they returned to the car.
“I told you, sir. This is a really bad idea,” Mr. Feng said.
“There is still another way,” Violet muttered.
“What way?” Charles asked.
“Sir…”
“We will appear in, to wherever there is no security guards,”
“What?” he shouted.
“Sir, is there problem?”
“I’m not talking to you!”
“Then… to who… I’m sorry, sir,”
“That’s the only way we can go in, let’s give it a shot. The male restroom,” she said, winking at him.
“But you are a female,”
“Sir? Oh, she is back…” Mr. Feng shuddered.
“Mr. Feng, I’ll explain everything to you later in details, but I might scare you a bit now,” he said, and held Violet’s hand, and together, they disappeared.
Sir, sir!” Mr. Feng shouted in fear, and ran down from the car to look for him.
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Charles appeared in the restroom, and gasped before picking up Mr. Feng’s call to assure him that he is fine.
“This actually worked,” he said, and Violet chuckled.
He left later when someone entered the bathroom, and he opened the door of the hall, grabbing everyone’s attention.
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Charles went to their family’s table to have his seat, and he sat on his father’s seat.
“That’s father’s seat,” Dylan (his stepbrother) muttered.
“What do I do? There seem to be no other vacant seats. Will you leave your seat for me?”
“What?”
“I’m the real son, Dylan… you’re just a legal nonsense,” he teased, and Dylan face twist in a frown.
“Watch your mouth, Charles. And seat quietly,” his stepmother said.
“I don’t receive orders from you, lecture your son instead. He started this,”
His stepmother gestured an usher to bring another seat for him as the event continued.
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As the event proceeded, chairman Hewlett returned to his seat, and glared at Charles.
“Why are you here? Didn’t I tell you to seat back?”
“I clearly told you I won’t, I never listen to you,”
“Why are you such a nutcase? At least you learned to behave,”
“I hate suit, but I was forced to wear it. Do you know what I will request for in return?”
“I told you to seat back!”
“Why are you scared? Frighten that I might ask for the company in return?”
“Shut your mouth!” Chairman Hewlett shouted, and hit the table getting few people’s attention.
“Dad, please relax,” Dylan muttered, and the chairman composed himself.
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Maxwell met with Mr. John at a discrete location to discuss his predicament.
“Mr. Josh, I don’t think it was right for you to inform the board members about Ivy yet. What if our plan goes astray? Ivy might not be strong-witted like her sister, but she is adamant on securing everything back,”
“Sir, we just have to get her to say few words. Her presence is needed to reassure the boards that she dropped out of music school to study business management, so she can assist you in running the company in the near future “
“That’s the point. She is quite fearless these days, what if she decide to bet all her cards in bringing me down? If will be difficult to get the boards approval again if that ever happens,”
“That will never happen, sir,”
“I haven’t come to an agreement with her yet, I’m still trying to buy her to my side, so we can’t be certain until she agrees,”
“That wouldn’t be a problem, sir. It’s still a win-win,”
“What do you mean?”
“I already got a doctor to fabricate medical records for her. She is mentally unstable, she has been delusional since her sister’s passing, she has always been mentally unstable, that’s why she was sent to music school instead of college. I have everything set out, sir. The doctor will be there to confirm it as well. I have been working with the Holts’ family for years, so they will easily believe me even if Miss Holt says otherwise, and we can send her to a psychiatric hospital right after the meeting,” Mr. Josh said, and Maxwell opened his mouth agape.
“That’s really planned well. I should have thought about that earlier. But, Mr. Josh, what if it didn’t go as we plan, just like the last time? We all thought the boards will trust me if you are on my side,”
“That was due to Mr. Morgan’s resignation. Mr. Morgan (head of legal team) is out of the picture now, so be rest-assured, sir,” he remarked, and Maxwell smiled.
“I never regretted buying you to my side, even if it will cost me to lose the largest estate I own,”
“You’ve to have full authority over your shares for you to be able to fulfill your promise to me,”
“It wasn’t a promise… it was a deal,” Maxwell said, and they both smiled.
“What should we do about Miss Blake? She has been meeting with the board members lately, what if she turn against us?”
“Ella is not a problem, I just need to give her what she wants to get her loyalty back,”
“That’s a relief,”
“Mr. Josh, will you be free later tonight? Let’s celebrate our win together,”
“We shouldn’t get that close, sir. Others must not see us together,”
“Oh, yeah. That’s true. I almost forgot,”
“I should head back now, sir,”
“Alright, till the next board meeting,”
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Maxwell returned home and headed starlight to his room, there he met Ella packing her bags.
“Ella, do you want to trash out those?” he asked, knowingly, and embraced her from behind
“Trash out? Are you asking me that even though you are aware of what I’m doing?”
“So… don’t tell me you are moving,”
“Maxwell, we aren’t on the same boat anymore, we might have achieved everything together, but we are clearly not on same boat. The boat we were sailing flipped, and you fell out!” she snapped, freeing herself from him.
“What can I do to please you?”
“Nothing! A broken trust can never be fixed. Let’s both work separately from now on,”
“How can we do that after we get married?” he asked, and she looked at him.
“Married…”
“You are the one I love Ella, from the beginning, and till now. You were the one I approached, but you sent me to Violet instead. We already got what we want from her, she is out of the picture now so why can’t we get married?” he said, and kissed her jawline making her release a slight moan.
“How can I trust you again? You slapped me because of that bltch!”
“I don’t know how you can trust me again, but let’s continue our initial plan, because I never left that boat. I will sign off everything to you after we get married just as we planned. Holts’ enterprise, will become Marson’s enterprise. We will head it together, me and you. As married couples,” he said, and pushed her to the bed.
“Did Ivy agreed to attend the board meeting? What if she didn’t follow the plan? Remember, she has nothing to lose,” she said, and he traced slowly across her lap, his hand slipping through her lower back, drawing a soft moan from her.
“I have to all planned out… but let’s discuss that later,”
“I want you to carry me along. Don’t do things behind my back again,”
“Do you want us to discuss that now?” he asked, and stopped to look at her.
She sat up and leaned close to him, her fingers drifting through his hair and down his face, before she slowly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his abs.
“We are already discussing it,” she said, her touch drifting over his abs in a teasing pattern.
“We can do both at a time, Maxwell… we can have our cake and eat it all,” she murmured softly in his ear, sending shivers down his spine
“Then let’s do that,” Maxwell said, undressing her as he narrated Mr. Josh’s plan to her.
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Ivy who was going to help Ella carry her luggage stood by the door to eavesdrop on thier conversation when she heard that they were talking about her.
“He is going to send me to a psychiatric hospital?” she thought with clenched fist and returned to her room.
She sat on the bed thinking of what to do in tears. It’s either she gives in for Maxwell or end her life in a psychiatric hospital.
She never intend to sell off her dignify to him even though he tried to strikea deal, she intend to say the truth at the board meeting leaving nothing behind, but it now seems like a really dangerous choice.
“What if I just get rid of the both of them and be the only legal candidate to inherit everything?” she thought, and took her bottle of sleeping pills.
She went to the bar, and brought out thier favorite wine with intention of pouring all the sleeping pills in the wine. She have heard a lot about suicide caused by overdosage of sleeping pills.
“Ivy, what are you doing?” Violet asked.
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Violet left Charles behind at t he event after she made sure he settled in properly with intention of checking in on her sister while he enjoy the ceremony.
“No, why should I poison them and get my hands dirty with their blood?” Ivy muttered, and Violet gasped.
“What? Poison?! No, Ivy. You should never do that. Your precious hands are to play the piano, never get them dirty,” Violet said worriedly, thinking how to save her sister.
“No, why should I get rid of them when I can just end this pathetic life instead? I can go join my parents and sister… I won’t have to live this miserably,” she cried, and Violet gasped.
“No, Ivy. Don’t! Ivy, don’t,” she shouted, trying to hold her but it was to no avail.
Ivy filled a glass with wine and started pouring the sleeping pills inside.
“Noooooo… IVY!” Violet screamed, and appeared at Haven Group event to find Charles.
She searched around for him, passing through everyone until she finally found him in company of few people.
“I’m glad to see you in this ceremony, Mr. Harrison,” a man said, and Charles smiled.
“Hewlett. I’m Charles Hewlett,”
“Oh, what can I do? You are the only member who of the Harrison’s family left, and looking at you reminded me a lot of your grandfather. I traveled down here from Japan because I want to meet you,” he said, and Charles laughed.
“Stop flattering me, sir. This event is barely about me,”
“What do I?” Violet grumbled as she watched Charles enjoying his conversation.
He is doing everything as planned, totally ignoring her, but she has to save her sister.
“Charles, please, look at me. You really have to help me this time, I won’t bother you to ever help me again,” she cried, but he laughed.
His conversation with his company was not as funny to laugh that hard, so she could easily tell that he was laughing at her.
“Mr. Satou, coming all way from Japan is really a pleasure,” Chairman Hewlett said, joining them and Charles rolled his eyes.
“I couldn’t miss this year’s event. Mr. Harrison is of age now, and I want to see him step in the role of Haven Group,” Mr. Satou said.
“Charles, Ivy is about to commit suicide,” Violet cried.
“What?” Charles shouted, and the men looked at him.
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TO BE CONTINUED…
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