Chapter 42

Damnit! Fuckin damnit!!! Weston exclaimed in his head, punching the table and Jigyasa was shuddering on the bed. He let out a trembling sigh. He never wanted to take his anger out on his diamond. Never! But, she caused it! She never listened to him! He thought. Fuck!!

On the bed, Jigyasa's face was all damp with tears. Lying on the bed, she was gazing at his perfectly built back. She was so restless and needed him badly. She whimpered.

Weston continued working until he eventually crashed on the laptop.

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Eight thirty!! Damn!! Weston exclaimed after checking the time. Damn! He'd not finished working last night! Jeez! And he'd a meeting with the president at nine on the nose!! Hell! He was gonna submit this shit to the president! Oh, my fuckin god!! Oh god!

At the drop of a hat, he hurried to the bathroom.

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While dressing up, he couldn't take his gaze off Jigyasa. His little clingy princess. A smile pulled his lips. She's so adorable in her sleep. Aww!!

He combed his brown curly hair and packed it with a rubber band while some strands were on his face. He slipped the laptop into his black leather laptop backpack.

All hot and stunning in his fitted corporate long-sleeve shirt on his well-tailored pants, he went to the bed and pressed a gentle kiss on her fragile forehead. Damn! She's so soft and tender. He kissed her again and left the room with the backpack.

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In a black suit and a black spec, Weston's driver had already brought out one of his luxurious cars from the garage and was waiting for him, coupled with his escorts in three other black cars with tinted glasses. His guards were all in black suits and black specs.

With a bow, a guard opened the door and he got in, glancing at his wristwatch.

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Once he got to the office, he quickly brought out the laptop from the backpack and placed it on his table, gently pushing the other laptop away.

Soon, a couple of his ICT staff quietly got into his office and said with big smiles on their faces, "Morning boss!"

Lifting his sparkling ice-blue gaze at them, Weston nodded slightly in response and gazed down at the laptop screen.

Glancing at themselves while blushing, the guys hesitated. They were careful about their boss.

"M…Mr. Brooks," Rex, a blond guy finally found his voice. "We finally arrived at a good conclusion of the research."

And the guys glanced at themselves again, curious about their boss' response.

"Good," Weston mumbled without gazing up at them and they punched the air joyfully. "You know I was gonna fire y'all for stressing my ass off."

They glanced at themselves again.

"We're sorry, boss!" Bryant bowed with a smile.

"Sorry, boss!"

"It won't happen again," Rex said. "We love you, boss!"

"You're the best!!" Joel winked, smiling.

"Yeah!" Troy said blissfully. "The world's best boss!!"

The hype was so great that Weston rolled his eyes. He listened patiently for a while and said, "Y'all leave my office else you're fired."

"Yes, sir!!"

"Best boss!!"

"We love you!!

"You're the cutest and sweetest!" Bryant blushed and they chuckled softly while approaching the door.

"We love you!"

As they got out, Weston smiled and shook his head slightly.

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Wait. What?! Weston's eyes widened. Wait…wait…wait.

He was scrolling the cursor, checking the document he was working on at home, and…

OMG! Oh!! Di…did she?? He wondered as astonishment was gleaming in his eyes. He was still working on the document at home when he crashed, and he didn't wrap it up. But…

Oh, Jigyasa! Oh God! When did she? Oh. Aww! She'd helped him wrap up everything perfectly. She did a pretty good job! Oh! Oh, my diamond!

This melted his heart and a pang of remorse hit him hard. Oh, my love. My baby. My princess. Oh, damn. Sighing, he rested both elbows on the table and cupped his face in his palms. Oh, my Jigyasa. He blew out heavily. His bones were dissolving right now. He was so weak.

As he blinked, tears spilled on his table. He was engulfed with regrets and goosebumps had formed on his skin, sending chills down his spine. H…how did she do it? He wondered. Oh, she really meant to help him. She's so loving and caring…des…despite hurting her feelings like that. Oh, damn! God knows he never meant to hurt her.

Oh, my little princess. My diamond. After yelling at her and making her cry she did this while he was asleep? Oh damn. He thought. Oh, god.

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Now he was all set to go meet with the president. Everything was ready!

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Jasmine couldn't live with herself starving her mistress. This was so risky. Her life and job were at risk! Bianca had refrained her from serving Elodre breakfast again!

Standing in the kitchen, she was shivering from fright. What if Cayden finds out about this??! He'd surely kill her. Oh, damn!

Tears began to roll down her cheeks. Oh, God what should she do now?! Bianca was sitting on the stairs. There's no magic Jasmine can perform to reach her mistress right now. Elodre would surely kill her! "Can't believe I've starved the mistress for a full day…and…and I'm gonna starve her again." She wept.

The cleaning girls were with her, all frightened and curious. This would surely entangle all of them. Their lives were at risk.

"This is dangerous," Mia said in a low tone, leaning against the cupboard.

"I…I just think Bianca's tryna implicate you, Lady J," Leah whispered.

"And she sure has," Jasmine whimpered and sniffled.

The girls heaved sighs of distress.

"So, what are you gonna do now?" Rosa asked, placing one hand on Jasmine's shoulder.

"I… I…dunno," Jasmine quivered.

"Sure Mr. Brooks isn't gonna take this kindly," Vera said. "He's sure gonna punish you, Lady J."

"Speaking about Jasmine alone?" Zaria raised a brow. "He's gonna punish us! Vera, us! No one is exempted from this!"