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"Make it ten million dollars or I will go nowhere with you!" Logan responded with a firm voice. "Deal! Just let my daughter get well!" Helga pleaded. "Do it right away then! And I will go with you!" Logan responded. Immediately, Helga scrolled through her bank application, Logan Owen bank details were already saved on Helga’s phone. Logan Owen's phone vibrated giving a loud SMS bank alert. He checked it and he confirmed it was true.“Great! Well paid,” Logan Owen gave out a sweet unprecedented smile. Helga looked at him with pleading eyes, arrogance disappeared from her. “You can go, I will meet you at the hospital later,” Logan Owen said to Helga. Helga couldn’t take what Logan said, she wanted Helga to follow her to the hospital immediately. “Oh! Don’t do this please, I need you right away!” Helga pleaded.“You are beginning to do what I detest, I said, I will meet you, just go and give me my peace. I will join you at The Pride Hospital soon,” Logan Owen yelled at Helga. Helg

Bruce Harry contacted different doctors to come and take the DNA test of Miranda to confirm if he is the biological father of her because of the response he got from the doctor that his blood wasn't a match with his daughter. Without wasting much time, the tests were conducted by three different doctors in three different hospitals on the same day.**** Anthony, while thinking about Ella, slept off. When he woke up, he was already famished. Mrs and Mr Oliver Smith had already gone to their house, as they couldn't get any response from Anthony. They tried contacting Bruce, however, Bruce wasn't in the right state of mind to pick up his calls. "Hi, Helga, how are you doing?" Mrs Karl Oswald asked as Helga finally picked up her call."Good evening, grandmother," Helga greeted Mrs Karl Oswald."Have you heard from Mirabel? We have been trying her line since, her number has been off, my grandson has refused to open his door as he locked himself in the room since we heard the announcem

"What did I do to deserve this?" Miranda asked as she realized that Anthony had truly posted the termination of the wedding on all his social media platforms."Get out of my room right away or I'll throw you out!" Anthony threatened, his eyes became red and fierce. Fears ran through Miranda as she sighted Anthony's face. She became scared of what Anthony could do and wore back one of her dresses. "Please, don't do this to me, don't put me to shame, remember our unborn child, please my dear husband," Miranda pleaded. Hearing that from Miranda got Anthony pissed off more. He walked up to her and dragged her out of his room."Miranda started weeping, however, she realized one of the maids might be coming, so she quickly stood up from the tiled floor and walked out to her car. She started driving the car towards her house, as her phone started ringing, she ignored all the calls and let the phone ring as much as it could, her brain was filled up about the shame and disgrace that would be

"Oh! Was that the reason you requested I must be present, just to waste my time! Oh! I see, Mr Anthony Oswald, I am not interested," Ella replied and sashayed elegantly out of Anthony's present. Anthony felt so pained, that he kept mute and walked into his office. He felt so bad as his ego was brutally bruised. Ella walked without speaking to anyone and she could hear a footstep behind her. It was the manager of her company."I am so sorry, ma'am, I never knew it would be such a short meeting," Liam's Group of Company said immediately as she walked up to Ella opening the door of her car to go in."Oh! No! It's fine, I understand, once there is any issue, don't hesitate to inform me, please, I will handle everything!" Ella said affirmatively and got into her car after their conversation. She drove back to her office with different thoughts in her heart. She wished she had given Anthony an audience. She started thinking about how Anthony had helped her in the past, if it wasn't for A

Liam's manager walked to the hall after she ended her call with Ella, she was extremely disturbed as such a thing had never happened before. The other managers have started grumbling among themselves.Different thoughts kept disturbing Liam Group of company managers, and wondering what to do to make Ella attend the meeting. She really doesn’t want to lose the contract because she knows how beneficial the contract will be for their company. “Any good news maám” The other manager inquired from her immediately as she walked into the hall. “Nothing yet, but I will sort it out!” Liam's Group of manager assured her subordinate. After the call Ella had with the manager, she started contemplating why Anthony would have to react that way.“This is my first time being the director of this company, it wouldn't be fair if I made them lose this contract, but I do not want to set my eyes on that young man any longer. I do not want to remember the beautiful moments we had together. If I keep on

Hearing the honk of the car, she adjusted her address, exposing more of her small boobs, and tried adjusting her makeup. She wanted to look extremely gorgeous to Anthony. She practiced some sexy sitting positions and seduction manners she learnt from the internet. She still looked like she used to look and it wasn't obvious she was pregnant at all. "What do I say to him when he comes, how do I initiate a conversation he would fall in love with?" Miranda started contemplating what to say to Anthony that would make him give her a chance or properly get into his bed. She felt so horny and she needed some strokes from Anthony's dick. Anthony was exhausted after the busy hectic day, after the event, he was meant to go home straight to rest, however, he went to his office to get some jobs done. All he wanted was to get home, order delicious delicacies, and then rest afterward. He came down from his car and walked elegantly to his grandparent's apartment to say hi before going into his b

YVONNE POINT OF VIEWWhen I woke up. I didn't meet Mr. Donovan on the bed; the sun was streaming through the curtains. Mr. Donovan had woken up before me. As I stretched up. I pushed off the covers and headed straight to the bathroom. I quickly took a long, hot shower, which helped me to shake off the remaining sleep and the heaviness that had engrossed my chest since yesterday.I quickly got dressed and back my outfit. As I walked back into the living room, I found Mr. Donovan sitting on one of the couches, and his eyes were glued to the news right on the massive flats television screen. "Good morning, sir," I greeted as I tried to sound quite cheerful and then he turned to me briefly."Are you leaving already?" he asked. "Yes," I responded and grabbed my pause. "I have many things to do today." He quickly nodded without bothering to press further."It's Alright! We will talk later. Don't forget to call me if anything comes up," he said and I responded with a smile as I walked out

DONOVAN POINT OF VIEW After my meeting with Mr. Oliver, I was filled with a mixture of pride and disbelief as I walked out of the incredible mansion. It sounded unreal to me that I would be earning 500 million dollars per month and unbelievable that I already got the job. I quickly informed James, my driver, to take me back to my office. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but replay everything in my mind. How Mr. George had warned me that I shouldn't have given half of my company's shares to Mr. Donovan. I felt I had no choice; Knight Industries was in critical scandals and Donovan was my life now and now I began to wonder if I had truly made a mistake.However, it was not anything to regret. Mr. Donovan had helped me to clear Knight Industries' name from the Internet and had helped me open the way for the opportunity I just had with Oliver Group. If Knight Industries was still buzzing with scandals, there was no way I would have gotten this job offer from Oliver Group.James was

TRENT POINT OF VIEWI drove around the city street, and the quiet hum of the engine filled in the silence in my car. The night was still, which was unusual, with a soft glow of the street lights that cast a long shadow across the pavement. As I moved closer to Yvonne's house, I felt some unusual feelings settling hard in my chest; something wasn't just right, and I felt like probably she was deliberating avoiding me. I pulled up through her driveway and I parked and stepped out of the car as I felt the cool night air brush against my skin. Her hours were quite dark and there was no light inside, and I felt quite lifeless and abandoned even as I approached her door and pressed her doorbell as I waited for the familiar sound of her footsteps. However, I got nothing.I rang the doorbell again, and this time, I leaned closer to the door if I would somehow call her out, but there was still no response. I felt quite frustrated and I pulled out my phone and immediately dialled her number.

YVONNE POINT OF VIEW After the intense, deep, and draining sex with Mr. Donovan, I felt quite trapped in a villa like a caged bird with clipped wings. Everything in my body wanted to leave; I wanted to have breathing space to clear my head. The air with Mr. Donovan was quite suffocating; it was heavy and the weight of his presence and all the evil things he did kept on pressing against me. I really wanted to meet Pete tonight. I wanted to use him to clear off my head; at least with Pete by my side, I could forget all my sorry and pains for the night. I didn't want it to linger till tomorrow. "You are staying right here with me tonight, Yvonne," he said firmly as he dark eyes were fixed on mine; they were stable and unmoving."You are quite not in your right state of mind to leave." I look back deeply at him, I wanted to argue, wanted to tell him that I have more important things to attend to, however, his tone didn't allow any room for any opposition, he wasn't asking me. He was co

DONOVAN'S POINT OF VIEWI rested my back against the marble countertop in my bathroom as I watched Yvonne stand staring blankly at the tile. The air was quite thick with the smell of lavender; however, I could see that her mind was far away, and her hands trembled faintly as it betrayed the fears she was trying so hard to hide. I had requested she pull the trigger on Janet, which she did, but the fears in her eyes at that moment were the ones mixed with innocence and shock. I wasn't surprised; Yvonne was still far from the hard person I was training her to become. She was indeed a work in progress, and I was shaping her; little by little, I was breaking her innocence; it would be one task at a time. "Let us go," I said. My voice was calm now but firm. "You really need to stop thinking about it. Janet was absolutely nothing. You did what was needed to be done; you did what was necessary." She nodded slightly to me and her lips pressed into a thin line. "I'm sorry! It is just that; i

TRENT'S POINT OF VIEWI slammed my hand hard in the steering wheel, frustration bubbling hard inside of me with each second passing. I was chasing after the cars—the fleeting expensive cars that Lenore entered one of it from the mall. I had to get to see Lenore; it's more than a mission to find her. I needed to see her. Make things up with her, I had messed up, I had hurt her, and I couldn't let her go anymore. Lenore wasn't just someone I had hurt in the past. She was the little young child that I hit with my car years ago. I thought she was dead, and for years, I had carried out the guilt, blaming myself for what had happened, and now that I knew she was still the same Lenore I knew, I couldn't ignore the way I felt anymore; I had to get her and make it right with her by all means possible. It wasn't just about me trying to make it right with her for my past mistakes only. But I knew she was capable more than I could ever imagine; back when she was my secretary in Knight Industrie

Caspian sat alone in Aurora’s sitting room, staring blankly at the floor. His heart ached with the pains of her rejection. He had come to her hoping to change her mind, to remind her of what they once shared, but she was so cold and distant to him. He did not know what else to do.His fingers ran through his hair as he let out a deep sigh. His body was too tired; his mind was more exhausted. The pains of everything he had done, every mistake he had made, felt deeper than ever. He wanted to leave, but his legs refused to move. Instead, he leaned back against the couch, closed his eyes, and before he knew it, he drifted off into an uncomfortable sleep.Aurora, on the other hand, had retreated to her room after sending Liam off with the nanny. She had convinced herself that she was done with Caspian, that she would not let her emotions override her. But even as she lay in bed, she could not stop thinking about him. His desperate eyes, the way he had held their son, and the pain in his vo

Caspian paced his study, his mind restless as he waited for Ralph’s call. He had spent the entire night thinking of ways to win Aurora back. Now that the DNA test had proven the child was not his, he had no reason to let her go. He needed to see her, to make things right. He somehow got provoked, as his thoughts swayed to why Mitchel had acted the way she did to him. Why she would want to pin a child that isn’t his on him. He was trying to juggle the thought between Aurora and Mitchel when his phone buzzed, and he grabbed it instantly."Sir, I have found her," Ralph's voice came through. "Aurora is in her mansion at her Pinnacle Estate."Without hesitation, Caspian rushed to his room, threw on a fresh shirt, and grabbed his car keys. Within minutes, he was speeding down the familiar streets leading to Pinnacle’s estate. His heart pounded harder with each passing moment. Would she listen to him? Would she give him another chance?Upon arrival, the security recognised him and let him in

Caspian arrived at the hospital with a racing heart, gripping the envelope containing the hair sample tightly. He stormed into the doctor’s office, his voice sharp and commanding."Doctor, I need this DNA test done immediately," he demanded, slamming the sample onto the table. "I need the results as soon as possible. I need to know if the child with this hair is mine"The doctor, an older man with years of experience, adjusted his glasses and nodded. "Understood, Mr Harrison. But to ensure accuracy, we’ll need a sample of your blood as well."Caspian barely flinched. "Do whatever you have to do. Just be quick."The nurse swiftly collected a sample of Caspian’s blood and handed it over to the doctor. "It will take a few minutes to process," the doctor said. "Please wait."Caspian sat in the waiting area, his fingers drumming against the armrest. His mind was in turmoil. He wasn’t ready to lose Aurora. He prayed, for the first time in a long time, that the child wasn’t his.Minutes felt

Caspian was lost in thought, his mind racing as he sat alone in the dimly lit sitting room. The weight of everything that had happened pressed heavily on his shoulders. Aurora was gone, and this time, she wasn’t coming back. The thought sent a wave of panic through him. He had to do something—anything—to stop the divorce. He picked up his phone and dialed Aurora’s number again. The call rang, but she didn’t pick up. He tried again. Still, no answer.His fingers tightened around the phone. He didn’t even know where she was or who he could call to find her. His chest tightened as frustration clawed at him. How had everything gone so wrong so fast?A sudden, shrill voice outside pulled him from his thoughts. Caspian frowned, standing up and moving toward the window. His fists clenched at the sight before him—Mitchel was still at the gate, screaming, demanding to be let in.Caspian’s patience snapped. He stormed to the entrance, his jaw tight with anger. "Open the gate for her," he barke

Caspian stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched Aurora drag her suitcase down the stairs. Her expression was cold, distant, as if the love they once shared had been erased completely. He rushed to her side, grabbing her wrist gently."Aurora, please," he pleaded, his voice raw with desperation. "Don’t do this. Let’s talk; let’s fix this together."Aurora yanked her hand away, her eyes blazing with pain and anger. "Fix what, Caspian?" she spat. "That you lied? That you slept with her? That there is another child out there with your blood?" She exhaled sharply, shaking her head. "I realise now that I made a great mistake. I shouldn't have given us another chance."Mitchel, standing in the middle of their lavish living room, smirked. "Caspian, are you done with your little drama? I need you to show me my room. My son needs to rest."Caspian’s jaw clenched as he turned to her; his anger got more escalated. "You think this is a joke? You came here to destroy my home, an

Before Aurora could react, Caspian stepped outside. He had just finished a phone call and was walking toward the driveway when his eyes landed on Mitchell. His footsteps slowed, and his brows furrowed in confusion.“Mitchell?” he said, his voice filled with disbelief. “What the hell are you doing here?”Mitchell smirked and held her son left hand tightly. “Took you long enough, Caspian,” she said. “Didn’t expect to see me again, did you?”Aurora felt her heart pounding in her chest. She wanted to say something, anything, but the words caught in her throat.Caspian folded his arms and took a step forward. “Why are you here?” he asked sharply.Mitchell let out a dramatic sigh. “Is that how you welcome the mother of your child?”Aurora’s breath hitched. What?Caspian’s expression darkened instantly. “What the hell are you talking about?”Mitchell raised an eyebrow. “This is your son, Caspian. Our son.”Silence.Aurora felt like the ground beneath her had disappeared. The little boy stand