Fetching something to eat from the fridge that has been empty, except for the bottles of wine that are placed, Jay curses under his breath. Not after a minute when the doorbell rings, his attention is immediately diverted towards the door. He wonders if someone from his father’s team has come to grab him. He doesn’t bother to open the door, instead he walks towards the door, taking slow steps when he peaks through the peephole, realising a man who is standing outside with something in his hand. “Excuse me?” he rings the doorbell once again and this time he also knocks on the door. Jay scratches his eyebrows before he finally speaks up, “Who is it?” The man who is standing outside, utters, “uber eats!” Jay narrows his eyebrows as he is lost in a thought for a while, “when did I order from Uber eats?” he mutters under his breath. Before he could finally open the door, he gets a call from his mom who informs him about sending the food his way. He opens the door only to take the food f
Jay is still seething with anger from his argument with David. He is fighting for his reputation, if people knew about his feud with his father, he would be devastated. “Dad, please. Give him some time -” only to make the argument stop between a father and a son, Terry Nashville jumps into the conversation. His idea of solving this problem could only mean something to his younger brother. He perceives his father who is someone very obstinate and Jay is also strong-headed. “Jay, let it be. He is your father - do not push him.” Before Terry could speak further, Jay burst out with such anger, exclaiming loudly, “And I am my father’s son!” With this, he storms out of the house without a second thought, leaving both David and Terry completely astounded. As he makes his way outside towards the car parking, consumed by his emotions, he accidentally bumps into a beautiful woman. Jay stands there for a moment, stunned by her presence. “Oh, forgive me -” her sweet voice lingers into his ears
Jay Nashville with his rebellious nature and disinterest in conforming to societal norms, finds himself forced into his father's business company against his will. Reluctantly, he steps into the corporate environment that holds no appeal for him. The polished halls and rigid structure feel suffocating, stifling his free spirit. He looks around and finds the employees greeting him with a smile on their faces. Not only it is Jay who is astonished to find himself walking in the hallways of the Corporation but the workers are pleased to see him as well. As he walks through the impersonal corridors, resentment simmers within him. He can't shake the feeling of being trapped, forced to abandon his own aspirations and conform to his father's expectations. The whispers of judgment and skepticism from those around him only fuel his frustration.His father, a powerful figure in the business world, looks at him with a mix of disappointment and determination. He believes that by placing his son i
Nestled amidst sprawling gardens, the mansion stood as a magnificent testament to wealth and privilege. Its grand architecture, adorned with intricate details and towering columns, exuded an air of opulence. The polished marble floors reflected the soft glow of crystal chandeliers, casting an ethereal light that danced across the walls.Within the mansion's walls, every room was a testament to luxury. His world was one of extravagant living, where ornate furnishings and priceless artwork adorned every corner. The halls echoed with the whispers of elegance, a constant reminder of the stark contrast between her humble existence and the privilege that surrounded her.The vastness of the mansion created a sense of isolation, despite its bustling activity. The numerous chambers and hidden alcoves provided spaces for secrets to be shared, away from prying eyes. It was within these hidden niches that she and he found solace, their encounters becoming all the more clandestine and thrilling.T
David Nashville is pacing back and forth, With his hands crossed to his back there are three figures that are standing silently in the study room alongside him. None of them has the nerve to speak up until he raises a question, “Tell me everything, Blackwood -” Once the loyal bodyguard begins to speak, he informs the rich man about the brawl that has happened in the nightclub. Before he parts his lips to speak, he gives both of his children a deadly stare - looking at their bruised faces, he is rather anxious about presenting both of them in front of the final meeting that is arranged for tomorrow. “Is this how you show up in front of the clients?” When neither of his children dares to speak, he continues to say with the same temper, “Did I raise both of you to be spiteful creatures?” Jay, the younger one doesn’t control and he declares, “Dad, it wasn’t our fault.” David silences his younger one with an exclaim, “Silence! It is never your fault.” Then he moves his glares to the elde
When Ellen and Nora walk back into the kitchen after serving the breakfast, she is silently sitting on a chair, lost in thoughts. The chef has already started preparing the coffee for David and also begins with the preparations for the dinner tonight. Karen comes to give him the list she prepared for the dinner - everything is already decided by the house manager as she is aware of the taste of the Nashville family. “This is the list, chef.” The chef asks in return, “Is there any special demand?” In return Karen only shakes her head, then she converts her attention to the young maid and asks her to take the glass dinner set and clean it out. “Where is it, Ellen? Show it to the girl -” With this, she turns to walk away, leaving the kitchen. Nora senses that Karen is somewhat rude, she does not like this woman at all. She is so full of herself. “Why is she arrogant?” Nora can’t help but ask Ellen who utters, “She is Miranda Nashville’s favorite - that is why.” Nora starts to wash the d
“This was your very first mistake in this mansion. You deserve a remission. But be careful with the dellicate stuff next time.” Miranda Nashville is indeed a very kind woman. Nora is grateful for the kind woman. She continues to thank her, praising the act of kindness and Miranda simply utters, “We have known Henry for a long time - he is very hardworking, therefore you are spared.” Gesturing at Karen, she asks the house manager to take the young girl back to the kitchen. Nora keeps the matter of the kitchen insult to herself, she doesn’t bother to tell this to the rich woman. She thanks her before walking out with Karen. “Stay right here, I will be back.” Karen commands to her and terrified, Nora keeps her head low, silently standing beside the staircase. When Karen enters the room, she awaits for the orders from the rich woman. “What are the orders, Mrs Nashville?” Miranda is staring at the wall, with her eyes that carries rage, she begins to say, “give her a hard time, Karen.” A s
Coming back from the room of the handsome stranger, she is taking a moment to breathe in air. Her lungs has been gasping for air until she remained in the room with him. Now coming out she not only realises that her cheeks are flushing with redness but she notices her heart that has been beating very hard on her chest. She finds her heart immersed in a whirlwind of emotions, each one vying for her attention. Her thoughts become a kaleidoscope of vivid images and lingering sensations, as she reflects on the encounter with the handsome stranger who has left an indelible mark on her soul. A sense of wonder envelops her, as she replays the scenes in her mind, savoring every stolen glance and every word exchanged. The memory of his captivating smile lingers, etching itself into the depths of her heart. She finds herself drawn to his magnetic presence, unable to shake the enchanting spell he has cast upon her.Excitement courses through her veins like a surge of electricity, igniting a fla
As Jay Nashville invades Nora's personal space, she musters her courage and swiftly brings her hand up to deliver a resounding slap across his face. The sound resonates in the room, momentarily breaking the tension. A flicker of surprise crosses Jay's face, quickly replaced by a dangerous glare. His voice drops to a menacingly low tone, sending shivers down Nora's spine. "I told you not to touch my face, kitten..." Jay's words hang in the air, filled with a chilling warning. Nora's heart races, realizing the gravity of her actions, yet determined to stand her ground. However, as Nora looks at Jay, an unfamiliar feeling tugs at her memory. Her eyebrows furrow, trying to piece together the puzzle of his voice. Before she can dwell further, Jay steps back, facing her, and begins unbuttoning his shirt. A knot of fear tightens in Nora's stomach as she watches his actions, unsure of his intentions. "What are you doing?" she questions, her voice laced with unease. Jay's response is col
As the engagement party begins, the guests gather together in anticipation, ready to witness the exchange of rings between the happy couple. Among the crowd, Nora's eyes scan the room, searching for that specific person who holds a significant place in her heart.Suddenly, her gaze pauses, and her body becomes momentarily paralyzed as she stares at Terry Nashville, her husband.Despite the passage of time, Terry's charismatic features still captivate her. His beard, freshly trimmed, adds a touch of rugged charm to his appearance.However, there is a weariness in his eyes, a hint of exhaustion that cannot be concealed. Nora senses that he is not entirely happy or satisfied, and a mix of conflicting emotions wells up inside her.Just as the atmosphere is charge
"But, Mr. Sterling... I don't understand the reason for going back," Nora says softly, her voice barely above a whisper, as she settles into her seat on the private jet, her newborn baby peacefully cradled in her arms.Alexander Sterling, sitting in front of her in his distinguished three-piece suit, leans forward, matching her tone.He speaks in a hushed voice, his words filled with a mix of understanding and determination. "Yes, Nora, I do understand your point, but going back is our only chance."There is a pause, and then he continues, "I've heard that Terry Nashville is going to get married to someone. And I can't bear to see you suffer every second of your life for a man who deserves nothing but your hatred."Nora's heart sinks, as if it's been squeezed out o
Nora's anxiety reaches its peak as she paces back and forth in the room assigned to her in the Sterling mansion. The walls seem to close in on her as her mind races with worry and anticipation.She desperately wants to know what is happening, her heart yearning for answers. With each step, her concern for Terry grows, and she can't help but wonder if he has forgotten about her in the midst of this turmoil.Rubbing her palms together, she glances at an object on the dresser, her eyes drawn downwards with a mix of curiosity and trepidation.Her gaze fixates on the small tube that holds a pregnancy test, a symbol of hope and added concern. Nora's emotions collide within her as she contemplates the possible outcome.She knows that the test could bring joy a
Terry and Jay step out of the police station, their frustration mounting as they realize Nora is nowhere to be found. Terry's heart races as he searches the streets, panting and desperate to locate his wife. He even reaches out to Henry, hoping for any information about Nora's whereabouts. But his hopes are dashed when Henry reveals he knows nothing.Just as Terry's anxiety reaches its peak, his phone begins to ring, displaying an unknown number. He answers cautiously, his voice soft with anticipation. "Hello?" he utters, his mind racing with possibilities.The voice on the other end of the line is distant yet strangely familiar. Confusion etches Terry's face as he asks, "Who are you?" hoping for some clarity. The man on the phone clicks his tongue and responds, "Did you forget me so soon?"Baffled, Terry asks once again, his voice filled with urgency, "Who is this?" And finally, he hears the name he least expected. "Alexander here," the voice says. Terry tightens his grip on the
Terry and Jay find themselves face to face with Jennifer, the woman who has held them captive for what feels like an eternity. As she enters the room, Jay's anger reaches a boiling point, causing him to lash out at her without restraint.His voice carries a mix of frustration and desperation as he demands their immediate release. "Jennifer! What the fuck do you want? Untie our hands right this moment!"Jennifer remains unfazed by Jay's outburst, maintaining her composure with a serene demeanor. She responds to his demands in a calm and collected manner, acknowledging his request with a touch of amusement in her voice."Of course, baby." With a subtle smile playing on her lips, she confidently steps forward, approaching Terry and Jay. With practiced ease, she unlocks the cuffs that have kept the Nashvilles restrained, granting them their freedom.Stepping back, she watches them intently.Jay, his anger still simmering beneath the surface, ca
With Nora now by his side, Alexander wastes no time in initiating his plan. He swiftly sends a text message to his steward, instructing him to release Blackwood.It is crucial that Terry and Jay Nashville are informed about Nora's whereabouts, as Alexander intends to exact his revenge on them for mercilessly killing his beloved nephew, Anthony.The thought of taking away something precious from their lives fills Alexander with a sense of purpose and a twisted satisfaction.Turning his attention back to Nora, Alexander suggests gently, "Why don't you go and have some rest?"He pauses briefly before continuing, "I will stay up, just in case we receive any information about Terry and Jay Nashville. My men are at work, so you don't need to worry."
“thank you, Mr Sterling, if it was not you, I -” Nora's voice trails off as Alexander interrupts her, his words hanging in the air. “If it wasn't me, then it would be your husband…” Her heart skips a beat, her mind racing to process the implications of his statement. The mention of her husband sends a chill down her spine, and a wave of unease washes over her. She gazes at Alexander, searching for answers in his eyes, but his expression remains inscrutable, leaving her with more questions than before.As Nora starts walking, Alexander's offer to drop her home breaks through the fog of her thoughts. “It would be great if you let me drop you home.” The reality of her situation sinks in—she cannot go home alone. With a nod, she accepts his proposition, her gratitude mingled with a hint of apprehension. Alexander opens the car door for her, a gesture that surprises not only Nora but also Sebastian, the steward. The astonishment in Sebastian's gaze doesn't go unnoticed by Alexander, w
As Nora drifts deeper into her drunken stupor, unaware of her surroundings, a sudden commotion breaks through the haze. The sound of police sirens fills the air as law enforcement officers arrive at the scene. Nora's bleary eyes struggle to focus as they approach her, their voices muffled and distant.One of the officers steps forward and addresses Nora, his words barely registering in her intoxicated state. "You are under arrest, Mrs. Nashville," he declares, the weight of his statement lost on her confused mind. Nora, disoriented and unable to comprehend the situation, simply nods in a daze, her response a mere reflex.With the officers by her side, Nora is led away, her movements unsteady and her hands cuffed. Onlookers gasp and whisper in shock as they witness the unexpected turn of events. Terry and Jay, who are unaware of the unfolding situation, are absent and unaware of Nora's predicament.Miranda and David, among the stunned crowd, are taken aback by the presence of the pol