Another morning in the office, and jace is in a heated argument with his mother over the phone with Jace's anger and frustration boiling over.
"You're one to talk, Mother! You're the reason Louis blames himself for Aunt's death! You're the reason he's been in a wheel chair all these years!"
The air is thick with tension as Jace's words hang in the air. His mother's voice rises, defensive and venomous.
"How dare you! You don't know what you're talking about! Louis' accident was an accident, not my fault!"
Jace's laughter is bitter. "You really believe that, don't you? You really think you had nothing to do with that night?"
The conversation is on the verge of escalating further when Jace slams his fist on the table, making Alexander jump in surprise. "I don't want to talk about this anymore!", he hangs up.
The office falls silent, with Alexander trying to focus on her work, unaware of the depth of the conflict unfolding just a few feet away.
The luxurious car glides smoothly through the city streets, but Mrs. Helen's demeanor is far from serene. Her eyes blaze with anger as she sits in the backseat, her grip on her purse tightening.
"That ungrateful child," she mutters to herself. "How dare he hang up on me?"
Her assistant, seated beside her, tries to placate her. "Ma'am, perhaps you should calm down. You're still recovering from your illness."
Mrs. Helen's gaze turns icy. "I don't need to calm down. I need to teach my son a lesson. See that my schedule is rearranged. I want to meet with our company's board of directors as soon as possible."
The assistant nods, knowing better than to disagree. "Yes, ma'am. Right away."
As Mrs. Helen's car approaches the airport, she takes a call from a secure line. Her voice drops to a whisper, and her expression turns calculating.
"Yes, everything is in place. The investigation is proceeding as planned. We can't afford any loose ends."
The person on the other end speaks, and Mrs. Helen's expression darkens. "I don't pay you to think. I pay you to execute. See that it gets done."
The call ends, and Mrs. Helen's gaze lingers on the cityscape outside. Her thoughts reveal a glimpse of the truth: she's been secretly manipulating events to further her own interests. The accident conspiracy, the company's struggles – all part of her master plan.
Meanwhile, Jace's fears about his mother's return seem increasingly justified. He's unaware of the extent of her involvement, but he knows she's ruthless.
Jace stands in a quiet spot, staring blankly at the cityscape. Memories flood his mind, memories of his childhood, of Louis. They were inseparable, a team. Jace would defend Louis from bullies, and Louis would have his back. But now, things are different. He's trapped in a web of secrets and lies, and he doesn't know how to escape.
As he thinks about his mother, Jace's eyes well up with tears. He feels helpless, unable to protect Louis from their mother's manipulation. The weight of his family's darkness bears down on him, and he wonders if he'll ever find a way out.
Alexander finds Jace in a quiet alleyway, staring at the ground. She approaches him cautiously, sensing something's wrong. "Mr Jace? , I was looking all over for you. Is everything okay?
Jace looks up, his eyes red-rimmed. Alexander's heart goes out to him. Without a word, Jace opens up to her, sharing his fears and frustrations. Alexander listens, empathetic and understanding.
As they stand there, the tension between them builds. Before Alexander knows what's happening, Jace's lips brush against hers. The kiss is intense, passionate, and unexpected.
Alexander's eyes widen in shock as Jace's lips brush against hers. She's frozen, unsure of what to do or say. Her mind is a blank, and her body feels like it's been shocked into stillness.
As Jace apologizes and tries to explain, Alexander's shock gives way to confusion. She takes a step back, her eyes darting around. Jace face falls his eyes filled with regret. Alex, i…i`m so sorry, i didnt mean to… I don't know what came over me, Alex rushes out of the alleyway, leaving Jace standing alone.
Jace calls out to her, but she's already gone, vanished into thin air. He's left standing there, feeling like he's been punched in the gut.
Alexander bursts into the restroom, her heart racing. She locks herself in a stall, taking deep breaths, trying to process what just happened. Jace's kiss still lingers on her lips, and she's unsure of how to feel.
Meanwhile, Jay Jay watches Alexander rush past him, looking frazzled. "Hey, Alex, what's wrong?" he asks, but she doesn't respond.
As Jay sees Jace walking out of the alleyway, a look of concern crosses his face. He knows that look in Jace's eyes – guilt. Jay Jay's mind starts racing with possibilities.
"What's going on?" Jay jay wonders, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Alexander takes a few more deep breaths, trying to compose herself. She smooths out her clothes, checks her reflection, and exits the restroom, hoping to avoid Jace for the rest of the day.
Meanwhile, Jay jay watches Linder approach him, a curious glint in her eye. "Hey, Jay jay , what's going on?" she asks, her voice dripping with gossip-hungry curiosity.
Jay sighs, knowing Linder's motives.
Jay throws up his hands in mock exasperation. "Girl, there's no tea, no juice, no coffee – nothing! Just let it go before I have to get a restraining order to protect my secrets from your super sleuth skills," he says with a chuckle, walking away and leaving Linder laughing and playfully rolling her eyes.
As Jay walks away, he can't help but wonder what really happened between Jace and Alexander.
The office is bustling with activity, but the tension between Alexander and Jace is palpable. They exchange brief, awkward glances, both trying to gauge the other's reaction.
Alexander focuses on her work, attempting to distract herself from the lingering tension. Jace, on the other hand, seems preoccupied, his eyes drifting toward Alexander whenever he thinks she's not looking.
The air is thick with unspoken words, and the silence between them is deafening. It's as if they're both waiting for the other to make the first move, to acknowledge the elephant in the room.
As the day wears on, the tension between them only intensifies, making it harder for them to concentrate on their work.
As Alexander walks home, the weight of the day's events settles in. She's still reeling from the kiss, her mind racing with questions and what-ifs. She feels like she's stuck in limbo, unsure of how to process her emotions.
When she arrives home, she pours her heart out to Becca, recounting every detail of the kiss. Becca listens attentively, her expression a mix of shock and amusement.
After Alexander finishes, Becca offers her two cents. "Girl, you need to talk to Jace about this. Clear the air, and if possible, just shake it off like it never happened. He is your boss but You two are also friends, and you work together. Don't let one awkward moment ruin everything."
Alexander nods, feeling a sense of relief. Maybe Becca's right. Maybe they can just move past this and go back to normal.
The next day, Alexander decides to take Becca's advice. She heads to Jace's office, determined to have a chat and put things behind them, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Mr Jace, can we talk?" she asks, her voice firm but polite.
Jace looks up from his screen, his eyes locking onto hers. "Of course, Alex."
Alexander closes the door behind her and takes a seat. "Mr Jace, about what happened yesterday...I think we should just put it behind us
Jace nods slowly, his expression neutral. "Alright, Alex. We should just put it behind us after all it was not intentional, of which i am very sorry for.
His tone is understanding, but slightly subdued. He doesn't press the issue, respecting her boundaries.
Alexander looks relieved, a small smile on her face. "Good. I'm glad we can move past this."
The tension in the room dissipates slightly, but there's still an underlying awareness of what happened between them.
Alexander returns to her desk, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She tries to focus on her work, but can't shake off the feeling that things can't go back to the way they were before originally.
Jace, on the other hand, is quiet and contemplative. His calm exterior hides the turmoil brewing inside him. He's not sure what he's feeling, but he knows that Alex's words left him with a strange sense of disappointment.
As the day comes to a close, Alexander and Jace pack up their things and head out, the tension between them palpable but unspoken.