Get Back To You 11 Back To Work

At the hotel in Vegas:

After the call with Jenna, Lillian stayed back in the living room. She decided to work in here without any disturbance or cautiousness. She brought her laptop and all of her work materials to the living room. The living room was huge with a lot of fancy decorations. However, the working table was near the window. Lillian didn't feel like sitting through the night near the window. So, she moved the table near the couch. It was cozy and comfortable. She had few baby pillows for support and just in case for a small nap. Once all the setup was completed, she sat down for the work. As said, she completed 90% of the writing. Only a few chapters and the error-checking is left out. She opened her file and began writing. Just then, she received a text.

It was from Jenna.

"I'm really sorry. Because of my mistake of losing your personal number, you had to go through this trouble, Ms. Grey. I never thought that Mr. Ricardo would get this angry. I apologize again. I am going to stay awake reading your books. They fail to make me sleep, I guess. If you are facing any issues with the work, let me know. After all, I'm your editor, Ms. Grey. Remember it."

"Ooh and also, don't drink any alcohol. I know your date was spoiled by ME. But don't vent it out with alcohol. Have some coffee. That' it. Work hard, Ms. Grey. Byeee"

Two messages one after the other from Jenna.

Lillian smiled after reading them and replied instantly.

"Go to sleep, kid."

She left the phone nearby and started to work on her book.

Lillian, despite the rumors about her personal life or her mannerism, she is still one of the best selling authors. We could also say that some of her haters are just jealous of her accomplishment. However, the only one who can handle her would be Mr. Shane Ricardo. Simply because both of them were friends from college and shared an interest in books and novels. Their bond is thick and their friends.h.i.+p is unbreakable. If there's one person that Lillian couldn't ignore in this industry, it's Shane Ricardo.

Lillian worked all night finis.h.i.+ng her final draft and checking the copy before sending it to Jenna. She would often walk around for some fresh air. That way, she could resist the temptation to take a nap.

At early morning - Shane's residence

Shane was sleeping peacefully when his mobile rang. The ringtone of "Old Telephone" gave him the shock. He woke up suddenly with his eyes still half closed. The mobile was on the nightstand. He picked it up and saw, it was from Jenna.

"What's up Jenna?" he said in a low tone, still half-sleeping.

"Mr. Ricardo. I apologize for calling you so early in the morning. I just wanted to update you that Ms. Grey has sent me the final draft. I got it in the mail, just now. I will start my work and let you know."

Although Shane was sleeping, he heard the message.

"Alright. Thanks, Jenna for the update. You can stay home today. I know you would have stayed up all night alone for that idiot. So, take rest today. I will speak to Lillian later."

"Wow. Really? Thanks, Mr. Ricardo. See you then."

Jenna cut the call. Shane was now almost awake. When he was about the place the mobile back on the nightstand, he received a notification. A message from Lillian....and Giselle!!!

He opened them up and read one by one.

Lillian:

"I finished my job. Sent Jenna the final draft. My date's gonna start soon. So, don't you dare disturb me or I'll kill you. Give Jenna a day off. She didn't listen to me and stayed up all night. Any important stuff, text me. Don't call. Thanks and Wake up, dumba.s.s. Good morning and have a great day. Love you."

Shane went back and read Giselle's message.

Giselle:

"Mr. Ricardo. I've thought about it and I will accept your offer. When can I join officially? And thank you for your support. I will make sure to live up to it."

Giselle sent her message at 2:30 AM in the morning and Lillian had sent hers at 5:00 AM in the morning. Shane replied to both of them. He rolled out the bed and stretched his body. He couldn't stop smiling though. He went to the kitchen and made himself a cup of tea to start the day.