Chapter 11 The First Instagram Friend
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“What’s my course of action now? Do you honestly expect me to continue employing your services? I refuse to squander money on incompetence!” Samantha’s voice brimmed with unger
“What about the reward?” the man on the phone asked anxiously.
“A reward? Are you audacious enough to bring up the reward to me?”
“We might lack merit, but our efforts have been considerable. For days, we’ve been entrenched in that neighbourhood, the man contended, seeking acknowledgement for their efforts.
Samantha chuckled. “In my place, hard work is irrelevant. I’m solely interested in results.”
And with that, she promptly ended the call.
Celia, this contemptible woman, is truly infuriating. She slipped away twice now. Could she have someone aiding her from the shadows? Perhaps the man who was with her today!
even, to never let Celia cross paths with her again. If she does. I’ll surrly ensure that she won’t have a
There’s a feeling, a conviction even, to ne moment’s peace.
At this moment, Celia meticulously organised the clothes in the suitcase, sorting them into categories with precision.
With all belongings stowed, she gave a gentle clap of her hands, then rested them on her hips, casting her gaze across the room. A contented grin spread across her face.
For the following three months, she would be “lodging” here.
Once her familial obligations were met and her father’s funeral concluded, she would head back to K Magazine, dedicating herself to her internship, completing her degree, and ideally securing a job there to sustain herself.
Furthermore, she resolved to carve out time to deepen her understanding of finance and economics. With this knowledge, she envisioned aiding the Durbans‘ resurgence and laying the groundwork for lan’s future business endeavours.
Looking back, she realised her father’s counsel to pursue a major in economics had been the correct decision
Given her family’s business, she could have learned to manage it, sharing her father’s responsibilities. However, she opted for a career in journalism, working for others and building from the ground up.
Ah, in hindsight, my initial decision appears rather self–centred and naive
While journalism is her passion, she may not be averse to dabbling in business endeavours as well.
Had she followed her father’s advice at that time, perhaps the Durbans wouldn’t have faced such a calamity.
In the afternoon, she immersed herself in the world of finance and economics on her phone, captivated by the material and absorbing every detail with rapt attention
Every now and then, she spotted Shane’s photo and name in the news,
Suddenly, a thought struck her–why not seize the opportunity to learn from such a prominent figure in the business world who was right nearby?
Yet, the memory of his stern demeanour left Celia feeling somewhat disheartened.
Was he open to the idea of teaching me?
A voice within her whispered. You’ll never know unless you try.
Alright. Once he concludes his dealings with the Durbans, she will seize the chance to approach him.
That night, Shane was working until late before finally returning to Amaryllis Haven.
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He wished to convey to her the news that he had personally settled all of the Durbans‘ debts, hoping to bring her happiness.
His hand hesitated on the door, realising it was already half–past eleven at night. She should be asleep by not
Back in his bedroom. Shane settled onto the sofa, his brow furrowing slightly.
Suddenly, he grabbed his phone, opened Instagram, entered Celia’s account, and added her as his first friend.
To his surprise, he immediately received a notification confirming the friend request.
With a slight frown, Shane tapped his slender fingers and composed his first Instagram message.
You’re still up
Moments later, a reply illuminated the screen.
“You’re awake, too.
A smile rugged at the corner of his lips as his fingers tapped across the screen to compose a message on Instagram: ‘I wanted to let you know that I’ve taken care of all the Durbans debts
What? He managed to resolve everything in just a single day.
The efficiency of this man is simply remarkable, isn’t it? Truly exceptional individuals stand out from the rest.
Celia contained her enthusiasm as she replied: That’s fantastic. I appreciate it, Mr. Channing!
Though her face remained unseen, the excitement in her words resonated, revealing the fervour of her emotions at this
moment.
You can’t call me Mr. Channing anymore! Suddenly, Shane typed out this sentence on the screen.
Celia hesitated for a moment and asked: “Then what should I call you? Mr. Shane?
It’s best to drop the ‘Mr‘ as well! Shane replied promptly, a subtle raise of his eyebrows accompanying his response.
After a a moment’s
‘s pause. Celia typed out just one word: ‘Okay!
Shane replied again- Tomorrow morning. I’ll organise for someone to go with you to the hospital to take care of y
matters.
Celia responded: Alright.
In the following days, Celia, accompanied by Jim and a small group of guards, managed Petter’s matters.
Throughout this period, Shane was absent on a business excursion and didn’t make it back for Peter’s funeral.
your dad’s
As she stood before her parents‘ tombstone, Celia looked at their pictures, unable to stop tears of sorrow from flowing down. her face.
Henceforth, she no longer possessed parents to claim as her own in this world.
Formerly a joyful family of four, now only she and her younger brother remained, depending on each other.
Yet, she hesitated to break the news of their father’s passing to lan
Assuming the Durban family in Kordale held a significant business position, she never anticipated her father’s funeral to be so solitary, with only herself in attendance.
Celia became progressively disheartened, her shoulders quivering slightly as tears streamed down her face, causing her to lose her balance and take a step backward.
Abruptly embraced by a strong figure, she was startled. Then she heard Shane’s worried voice asking. “Are you okay?”
Celia’s cheeks tinged with a slight blush as she swiftly regained her composure, stepping aside and saying, I’m fine. Whengli
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Shane’s voice was gentle, Just arrived. I’m sorry! A pressing issue cropped up for the company in a different city, keeping me from attending your dad’s funeral?
Brushing the tears from her cheeks. Celia gazed at him with gratitude “You don’t need to apologise. You’ve already done plenty
Shane’s eyes focused on the tombstone, and he bowed deeply with a grave expression
On the ride back, Celia got into Shane’s car. They sat together in the back seat, maintaining a slight distance of three to four centimetres between them.
Celia stayed immersed in grief, preferring silence. Meanwhile, Shane, not skilled with words, struggled to find the right ones to comfort her.
The atmosphere inside the car felt heavy, and the driver in front repeatedly glanced at the rearview mirror, reluctant to break the silence.
Only when the car approached Amaryllis Haven did Shane finally break the silence.
“Are you feeling any better?”
“Hmm?” Celia paused, turning her
gaze away from the window to meet his eyes. “Yes, I am
“Tomorrow marks my grandma’s birthday. Would you accompany me back to the Channings? Shane asked in a hushed tone.
“Without a doubt, Celia’s gaze held sincerity
He had bestowed upon her countless kindnesses, and now it was her moment to reciprocate
“You…” Shane’s eyes betrayed a trace of regret.
Logically, she had barely emerged from the solemnity of her dad’s funeral, still engulfed in grief, so I shouldn’t have burdened her with the prospect of attending a celebratory occasion.
Regrettably, my grandma’s birthday fell on the following day and couldn’t be delayed.
Celia’s lips curved into a faint smile. “I genuinely am fine. The past is immutable. Our gaze must be fixed forward.”
Witnessing her resilient demeanour and her graceful acceptance of circumstances. Shane’s slightly furrowed brow softened, a glimmer of relief flickering in his eyes.
“Alright. Take some rest at home. I have a few tasks to tend to this afternoon. We’ll head to the Channings’s villa together. tomorrow morning”
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