A Callous Player

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ow Bash's bodyguard stalked off afte

ed the entire Sao Paulo, and every cit

randpa would rather die than wait for that day to come into his life. Someone who loved power would never want to sign any c

o I was aware of things. Bash would have had a chance if it was my dad in the position, but now, he would get played by grandp

e Bash the r

ned my image in front of his friends, and threatened to send me to prison? But I can s

vent planner he wanted for his woman, was me, the girl behind his walking difficulty t

me for that? He had

turned to the next pag

intention clear to me. So, you're now

in the past few days, and how Bash almost caught me, yet I didn't write his name. I turned the page like I had

t in my life when I was slowly losing hope. It was hard to stay strong. It gets suffocating when people there want to use you for their benefit. How did you survive alone thi

my eyes. If I gave in to my emotions now, I would get a headache, and I certainly didn

ens without a cause. That was why I g

is contact will come i

er side. It was one of my three roommates with whom I shared this 3BHK apartment, and I called her the owner as it was hers

eading back to her room without hearing my

me before coming out of my apartment. Jogging down the stairs, I went to the ground

d to

ter checking in at the hotel. I wanted to avoid the meeting, but they insisted and told me to join my coach in his appointment wit

I needed time to overcome the loss of our parents. Not even four or five months ago, we lost them both, so he didn't find anythi

was di

they would use their connections to help me to get a job in a high-end restaurant or an internship at an event planning agency. Swimming was the only thing I knew, and I

g I wanted to hear. . .like my coach missed the flight here or something close to that. He might be wealthy and owned half of Belgium, but he was against owning his jet

d her, greeting her with a forced smi

people there passed by us, uninterested l

been! I have a day of

w what to expect when he and my coach would again come face to face after my mother

cried. She was barely three then. I shouldn't expect so much from that girl who misunderstood me as her mother. I didn't correct her

n the apartment. As soon as she sat in the passenger seat, the driver started the engine, and I turned my gaze to her when she said something shocking, "Your grandpa has been planning something. From an internal so

ould digest the whole thing, the agent in the driver's seat had to drop another bomb on me, and instantly, I told them to drive me to my grandfather's place. They looked dumbfounded at first and probably wanted to take

at me with pity. That was the last thing I wanted from these people. "You know very well now why he wanted to involve the media. It has been like, what? A year, right? You have been staying for over a year, but he di

es for behaving so rudely to them. "It is something I have decided after hearing you. Besides, I don't think we should travel together. I am taking a cab to the estate, and

t to step out of the jeep, the agent asked, "But your files? They

black, with no stars or moon there. It was still nothing compared to the emotions and dark intentions I had planned in my min

nt at first but t

e one who sends the money to your sister'