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Eve's POV




  My heart was beating really fast... I was just confused about which I'm to worried about... Is it the fact that I mistakenly craved for an old man's body or the fact, that Liam and Mark are back..and they've come to stay for a long period of time?




Even the good news I had earlier could not even cover it up. The application files he gave me earlier were just right aside, even the new phone.




   Knowing fully well that there is nothing I can do than to hope for good situations to come my way... I slowly picked up my phone, to check it out.




I heard a knock on my room door and a voice followed; "It's me Mark, can I come in?"




"Ye... Yes" I stammered and brighten up my mood.




Mark walked in, he admired the room as he did so.




"Errm.." I murmured and stood up to show a sign of respect but he said to me.




"Hello"




"Hi" I responded in a very scared manner and slowly took some steps away from him. Although, I remember that Robert and Helen have told me about how different Mark is from his brother... I was still very scared of our first encounter...which is now.




"Uhm... " He racked his head...




    




"I know you came here to find out who I am" I spoke first because I'm tired of answering the question, 'Who are you, what are you doing here?'




"Well... Uhm.. you are right" He said and sat on my bed... I knew he wanted me to speak up already... And looks like he is already aware...




    




"I know it's absurd but I did it because of a circumstance I found myself in" I told him.




"Opps, so it's true. You are married to my father" He stated and covered his face with both palms. "Did my father force you?" He asked me.




"No. I didn't do it because I wanted to do it either" 




"How old are you? Do you not realize the problem you've got yourself into?" He raised his voice but he still sounds calm and concerned.




"I know. I know right. If this is my destined way of life, it's fine as far as my financial problems at home are taken care of" 




"Financial problems? Oh I see, I thought you might have a better reason but looks like it's a marriage because of money" Mark said, God! He is not nice at all... He is literally adding more salt into my wound.




    




I soberly looked at him and frowned.




"I'm impoverished" I emphasized. "Seems like, wealthy people like to hear those words coming out from the mouth of someone who desperately needs help. Yes! I am from an impoverished background" I told him. I seriously do not care anymore. I've already had the worst.




He was speechless, he stood up and parambulated... Then he sighed and stopped when he got to my dressing table where the new job file is.




"This must be from my father?" He raised the file (..so that I could see what he is referring to).




I nodded in affirmation.




Liam suddenly bumped into the room without knocking on the door first.




"Mark, what are you still doing here?" He queried.




"See" Mark showed him the file.




"Dad gave her your position in his office" Mark told his brother.




"What... What do you mean, Liam's position? " I stuttered in a confused way.




"What? let me see that" Liam snubbed me and walked towards his brother then he grasped the piece of papers from him.. after scrutinizing it instantly, he looked at me in a pissed-off way.




"What exactly do you want from us? Look I've had enough of your sad stories. Are you also a gold digger?" Liam walked angrily toward me and I trembled. What have I done this time around?




"What...." I muttered.




"Stop it Liam. You should query Dad instead" Mark said.




"Query Dad? Sure, looks like it's high time I move back to my own apartment. I'm sick and tired already!" He yelled and stumbled out of the room.




    




"What... What is it?.. I didn't steal anything. I didn't ask.." I asked Mark, my eyes were red and teary.




"The managing director position is actually for Liam, yes he handles the company whenever he's at home" Mark told me. "Jeez, I caused the fumes this time around" He blamed himself.




"It..it was what your father, Mr Maya promised..me..I didn't know it was Liam's position... And I.." I didn't even what exactly to explain right now, I just kept stammering but he interrupted me.




"You really do not have anything to explain. That's why I told Liam to talk to my father directly" He said then hissed; "Hold on, do you call our father, your own husband; Mr. Maya?"




I was mute.




"Now I can see that you really do not want this marriage. You are only married to my father to get something from him and Dad is literally doing the same. Who is gonna lose big time? " Mark shook his head and went out of the room, I followed him down the stairs to meet Liam and his Dad.




The words he said last hit me in another way round.




Yes, I know his father is only trying to get something from me just like I want his riches in return. But who is gonna lose big time? Me? No, it can't be me. 




 Money is everything.




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"What did you do Daddy? You gave my position in your fourth company to that small girl you called your wife?" Liam flung the door as he bumped into his father's room.




"Liam you didn't inform me that you were on vacation or you would be vocation soon. You even lied to me yesterday, you only said you came to pick up some stuff" His father fired.




"No, that's not what I'm talking about right now. What happened to my inheritance? What has taken over you Daddy?" He fired back.




"Enough already Liam. You would manage another.."




"I don't want any other one. That particular company is everything to me" He interrupted sharply and his Dad sighed and shook his head.




Eve and Mark came in... Eve was sluggish and very scared to even utter the least word.




    




Mr. Maya turned to her...




"Actually Eve, the managing director position I offered you earlier is my son's occupation in that same company" He told her but she nodded and remain speechless.




"Ugh. So her name is Eve" Mark remarked.




"I'm sorry and not sorry to say this to you Dad, you are completely out of your senses. How could you give a high school student a whole company to be in charge of? If at all you want to render help, there are various and better ways" Liam yelled...but his father placed his hands on his ears.




"Are you a high school student?" Mark asked Eve and she shook her head in refutation.




"I have completed my studies at high school" She muttered.




"And so fvcking what? It's the same thing" Liam fired. Eve was afraid, she fondled with her fingers absentmindedly and looked at the ground.




"Now look at this" He tore the papers into pieces; right in front of them.




"What.."




    




"Liam we can easily settle this amicably. I think you are overreacting" His father said.




"What's here to settle amicably? I might move to my apartment real soon. I'm fed up of this father-and-son drama" He said...and when he was about to walk away as usual, his father asked him.




"Do you need food Liam?"




"Food...?"Mark wondered what it has to do with the issue on air.




" What food, who mentioned food here?" Liam turned to him.




"Have you guys eaten? or are you hungry?" Mr. Maya asked Mark.




"Err..yes we have, we visited the restaurant just before coming home" Mark responded. "But why are you asking Dad, Liam is not hungry, he is furious about your lackadaisical and ridiculous decisions" He added.




"I know right. Good, you are filled right now. Now come on guys, let's talk it out once and for all. You are making the innocent girl think I am a bad person, you are making her sacred of you Liam"




"Scared of me simply because I spilled out the truth.?" Liam scoffed.




"Let's talk. All of us" Mr. Maya said and jostled his way to the living room, Mark and Eve followed him behind while Liam made a U-turn to the staircase.




"Liam" His brother called his name.




" Let us hear from Dad" He told him."This is probably the meeting I suggested that we ought to have" He added.




"Really Mark?" Liam exclaimed.




"Please Liam, for peace's sake" Mark pleaded and Liam hissed and reluctantly joined them in the living room.