Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen

Chapter 32

The moment Eileen got home, she whipped out a pyramid clock worth 300 bucks. She plonked it on her bedside table

Staring at the clock in awe, she snapped a photo and fired it off to Ophelia in the wee hours of the morning

Ophelia was in deep sleep when the sound of a Whatsapp notification jolted her awake. It was a common trait among agents – they were hyper–sensitive to the sound of phone calls, texts, and social media notifications. No matter how sleepy, they instantly woke up to those sounds

Just as Ophelia was thinking there might be an issue with one of her artists, she realized the flurry of messages were all from Eileen

Ophelia snapped awake She might not freak out over anyone else’s messages, but if it was Eileen’s

Ophelia felt a jolt of anxiety, cautiously opened up Whatsapp, and a minute later, she was staring at seventeen clock photos and the final message from Eileen saying. [Pretty, isn’t it? My whole room lights up with this clock!] Ophelia was left in deep thought.

After a full three minutes of silence, Ophelia tentatively replied with a question mark, followed by. [Did you send it to the wrong person?

The reply came quickly. [No, Ophelia, it’s for you. Do you like it?]

Ophelia glanced at the time in the top right corner of her phone screen, 3:30 am

Confused, Ophelia asked. [Do you know what time it is?]

Eileen replied. [Of course, it’s half past three in the morning. But I just landed, I’m not adjusted to the timezone, not sleepy]

Ophelia protested, [But I’m sleepy‘]

Eileen changed the subject. [Ophelia, you haven’t answered my question. Do you like it?]

Inhaling deeply. Ophelia didn’t reply, she simply blocked Eileen and went back to sleep. With no reply from Ophelia, Eileen sent another message, [Ophelia, are you there?]

for quite a while,

clock on her bedside table, and murmured, “Sweetie, it’s not your fault they can’t appreciate your beauty. It’s okay, as long as I get

thing for clocks, an interest not of her own, but a legacy of her childhood Back then, her father was still around. So were her grandparents.

at the age of ten after Sarah remarried, she once had a

has a unique sound. Listen carefully to them, Eileen Which one do you like?”

it, can I take it? Won’t you miss it?” Eileen asked.

could I ever miss it?” Her father

I like that

admiration showing on his face, and said, “You have

you say you’d be willing to give it to

of her, Eileen wiped away her tears and buried those memories deep inside her heart. She had

to the office bright and early.

queued for twenty minutes for this breakfast, you said you’d only

twenty minutes? Worth it.

eating!” The

promise.” Eileen said

familiar voice, who else could it

with a stern face. Seeing the boss

stopped at the sight of

my office!” Ophelia

her office chair, she pulled out a packet of herbal soup, stuck

it for

sniffed the aromatic scent of the soup in the air. Without looking at

her, “I don’t believe you know anything