The next was different. It particularly was the change in the climate in Tyle city, the hue sitting upon, over the heads of the city prevented the harsh rain of last night from being fully spelled out. The sun was at its brightest, the cloud couldn't hide behind it either. Neither were they seen up in the sky from its clear space, fully taking up the open region where only its presence was making the city cozy and awake from the wet night.
All round the city, news soared even higher than a few flocks of birds. That little settlement, lots of top skyscraping buildings. The average settling lives in this city amounted to naught, yet the upper class with good hands with shaking things up kept the city and power very central. How the lives of each influential family in the city felt interconnected, this route of attachment seems like a bond between the upper class, preventing the lives of lower meager from getting ever on their lips, least talked about.
This major class of difference had been the backbone, its sources of internal strive and struggles. The ladder of status and power striving had never ended, the pungent smell from the upper society always catches the drift of everyone living here. This small drift from the air, housed by the media kept the lives of this upper society always invaded.
At a top building within the city. The tall structure erected was gallable, a large family sized house with masterpiece of a top-notch luxury mansion. In one of the masters bedrooms from this mansion, a woman paced with few lines unspoken.
The woman's lank hair, stood between her shoulder blades. The curly edges of her hair paced in remit, small figure with an actual lean stature which sat nicely with the aristocratic lifestyle of an upper society woman with class and undeniable standing.
Right now she saw the silhouette of a man walking into her room, the stoic suited man with few gray strands sitting at his forehead walked closer to her, planting a kiss in her slender fingers.
" I can't help it. The news that flies around this city is truly terrible and I can't help but find it at a disadvantage to our family. I mean what can I say about it all,.. "
The woman gripped at the man's hand in return, the lines she kept unspoken were fully released. Her worries weren't hidden from the man who's her husband from the intimate relationship here.
" I mean, I can't help but feel wronged. " She said. The man seemed to be conversant with the woman's style, keeping silent and watching her nags out her worry.
" Colette it's nice you still worry about something like this. " The man left her side, walking towards the large parted curtain window. His relaxed voice made him seem less interested in the woman's words, perhaps they both operated under a different timeline.
The woman stared at his back. The words he said made her feel less important and more intrigued to see his brilliant calm and peaceful facade.
" Perhaps you stress a bit extra. It would be nice if you could become more sharp, I mean look around- - "
His words came to a suspensive halt, making a disapproving grunt from his lips. The shaking motion of his head, clearly says how a master mind craftsman he was slowly trying to enlighten his better half.
" I appreciate your brain, you make my worry as seamless as a bunch of needless pieces of jewelry. Like I am a brainless person. " The woman walked to the side, if it was easy for her to grip this man on the collar and ask him what means he had thought of to resolve her worries she wouldn't have had to rely on making a long nagging list just to be heard by him.
" Tsk, tsk. It's passable. " He wounded his arm across his chest, what made him very much like this was knowing the woman he married was only good at creating a scene but lacked the brain behind each of her work.
" I want to know what you're formulating in your head. It's hard to think properly with all the lots of stress, the household and our interest had never made it easy on me one bit. " Colette said, coming towards her husband with a look of something good and true of an idea.
" What's the Reichard family up to at this moment? " The man looked back at his wife, his question made the woman even more perplexed. When does she care about the Reichard family if nothing more than a stepping stone. Colette parted her lips with a line sitting above her forehead, her long narrow face with a light comestibles skin was losing its brightness, even nagging was much better than trying to figure out an idea.
" What's the Reichard family doing at this moment? Look Sims I appreciate it if you're trying to help me then- - "
" You always act backwards in using your brain Colette. Ain't the women from our society, always about charity meetings and building up a reputation? " Sims said, he placed both hands on the woman's shoulder. Impassively still telling her to use her brain, rather than expecting the entire work from him.
" So,..? Are they going to be doing such now, when the lady of the Reichard family has gone abroad over the scandal. " The woman recited the ordeal from the Reichard family, even though she wasn't fast from using her brain as depicted by her husband, she still was much current with gossip and much gossip news.
" Exactly. She's waiting, but you must know, my dear Colette. News flies, mostly in Tyle city if you know what I mean. " The man said, taking his hand off the woman's shoulder and he took out his phone.
" The news flies,... " Colette repeated his words again. Perhaps news indeed flies but how does that concerns her right now, wasn't her circumstances already much of a laughing stock as the Reichard family.
" Then let me break it simply for you. The Reichard family is coming clean with a simple explanation for the scandal involving their name. " Sims said. His squinty eyes carried a sharp stare, the black dilating pupils of his eyes became bulge like he wanted to push them out with arched brows.
" Oh,.. I see what you mean! Perhaps they also owe us an explanation which we would utilize into something good and profitable. " Colette smiled with warm idea she had missed from the very beginning of this conversation.