In just three days, everything had turned upside down in the city, and there seemed to be no way out of the investigation that was ongoing, concerning the incident that occurred at the Meyers mansion on the night of Irina's 60th birthday party. Every guest that was invited to the party was all under thorough investigation, and with their alibi being proved one after another, they employed the services of their best lawyers to be free from the humiliation of being a suspect in an attempted murder case. The Meyers had been restless for days with the sirens of the police constantly visiting the neighbourhood and mansion, thoroughly investigating what could have prompted the fall from the terrace, considering that every CCTV camera at that moment was suddenly not working. Unfortunately, the area of focus in videos that were also captured during the event was mainly the party grounds, which left one person as the suspect. The only person that was with her on the terrace at that moment
“I didn't expect the news to escalate in just a few days. I cannot believe we got rid of those pests once at a time,” A haughty grin split Ivy's lips as she spoke, her full focus on her phone as her fingers typed fast. She sat across from Isla in their private living room, while Irina slouched comfortably on a deluxe couch, at the opposite side of the living room, while demurely sipping from the cup of strawberry milkshake she had had, grasped in her right hand. It was the first time the family gathered after the entire hubbub that occurred at the birthday party and turned the media upside down, which left them vulnerable to intrusive reporters who wanted an exclusive, and giving statements about what happened at the police station. It has been quite a lot to deal with. Irina's face contorted into a disdainful mark upon hearing what Ivy said, as the deaf maid in the room massaged her head skillfully even if her eyes were closed, “That is why I need to make sure that good for noth
It felt like a bomb had been dispelled into the room at what Isla said, and it was almost impossible to take her seriously immediately, because she was never in the position to care if Aaron was truly missing or not. However, the expression she had on her face was too stern to be fake. “What? Are you serious now?!” Ivy looked up from her phone, confusion etched across her face, waiting for Isla to say it was a joke, even if she knew her sister was not the type to make one. “Apparently, his mother told his school that they were moving to another country, and received every necessary school report and document for him,” Isla appeared so calm and spoke softly as if she was saying the most natural thing ever. “What?! Audrey did what?!” Irina finally found her voice after processing what she had just heard, her eyes jumping wide open in shock in a way none of them had ever seen, as she signaled to the deaf maid to leave instantly. “Yes. He is nowhere to be found, and the supposed camp
“Sit and eat your food,” Zoe instructed Aaron, whom she called from his room, after she served breakfast on the table. “I will not eat!” Aaron declared with an impassive expression on his face, as he stood up from the chair he was sitting across from her, ready to leave. “Then you can starve,” she muttered coldly as she stared at the immature child, before she put her face down and began to force the food before her down her throat even if she was not willing to eat. “I am going to my room,” he muttered sternly as he sauntered past her, but Zoe said nothing and just continued to eat her food. When he was out of sight, she instantly got on her feet, packed the untouched food in the kitchen, and carefully sorted everything back in its right place, before she left for the room she used upstairs, knowing he would still come back to eat the food. A few minutes after she was done taking her bath and dressing up, Zoe sat in front of her dresser afterward to touch her face and s
“I heard you delegated the conglomerate to a professional management!” The voice from the other side of the phone raged, as soon as Zoe picked up the phone, “What the hell do you think you are doing?! Leaving my conglomerate in the hands of those management professionals? Have you lost your mind?!” he fumed uncontrollably, unable to contain his fury. Remaining unfazed by his exasperation, she remained composed as she sat back in the back seat of her car as Dylan drove, and spoke calmly, “Yeah. Before the scandal. Those dimwits that are busy holding meetings to take me out should have gotten the news now.”“Are you trying to ruin the conglomerate?!” He was so pissed that he didn't allow Gary to speak on his behalf this time around. “I never knew you cared so much about the conglomerate in the first place, Mr. Sinclair. Considering how you have put me through hell for the past months of running it,” her voice dropped heavily with sarcasm, her face contorting to a mask of indignation
For as long as anyone could remember, Malcolm had been a pillar of ice-cold, distant, and apathy, and everyone in the family had learned to live with the silence that followed him wherever he went. He had always had the perfect image of the heir to the conglomerate, his gorgeous face, sharp and handsome, always a blank mark that revealed nothing. He barely spoke unless it was necessary and there was no warmth or comfort in his presence, while forcing himself to suppress every emotion he had ever felt from a young age. He had known since he was a child that his family’s legacy was not built on honor, but on betrayal, manipulation, and lies that stemmed from the first generation, which was his great-grandfather. His father, Mill Meyer, had made sure he understood from a young age what his position meant in the family. His grandfather, Mac Meyer, groomed him to carry the burden of the family name, and made him understand that he was the heir and that he couldn't make mistakes ever si
Like any other day that passed after that fateful day, nothing made sense again. Ever since Malcolm found out that his siblings weren't his, it was the day his life got even more difficult because his father started expecting too much from him. Knowing the reason already, even if he had been better off not finding out, he wouldn't cry, or grumble. He just took whatever he was told and tried so hard to become everything his father wanted. The realization of his life hit him like a punch to the gut, and he felt nothing but disgust and anger, even when he was supposed to feel some twisted sense of relief, maybe even satisfaction, knowing that his place in the family was secure. The truth was bitter and sharp, slicing through him at every meal eaten together, every event attended together, and every family portrait taken together. His father's words couldn't help but echo in his ears, even if he wondered endlessly how he was able to maintain the facade of being indifferent to the truth
Edward intentionally didn't mention Zoe's name straight up, so that it might not end up sparking rage in Malcolm, considering that he still could not figure out what was going on between the two after the hospital incident. Upon hearing that, Malcolm's eyes snapped up the moment he processed and the tension in his body accelerated instantly, as his intense gaze made Edward swallow as he quickly continued. “She is involved in a scandal that is on the verge of ruining her reputation now and is being investigated for attempted murder. Mrs. Audrey Meyer, who she is friends with, was pushed from the mansion's terrace during Mrs. Meyer’s birthday party, and now she is in a coma. The press is all over it, and... your family has been making sure she stays at the center of it. They are pushing for her to be charged for it,” he quickly rushed his words without taking a sip of breath. For a moment, the room fell into an agonizing silence, as if Malcolm went momentarily deaf, as he tried to pr
ZOELVA’s luxurious structure, erected tall, reflected the shining bright lights of the afternoon sun from the east, with its luxurious designs radiating across the core and surroundings far and beyond the huge city. Inside, shoppers went from floor to floor, wandering wide corridors that were lined with top-tier brands, with staff moving around to guide and direct everyone in the most orderly manner. Groups of families made their way to food stands, their laughter and shouts mingling with the savory scents of sizzling burgers, crispy pizza, and sweet, sticky treats. On another side, fashion enthusiasts, elites, and socialites were gathered around numerous designer boutiques, their eyes fixed longingly on the glossy displays of haute couture, while others anticipated getting their hands on the most sophisticated top-notch tech devices. Amid the crowd’s awe and excitement and the hubbub of purchasing endlessly and engaging so many sections in the mall, a moment of stillness fell int
The small studio apartment Ivy sat in was dimly lit, because she left the lights off, with only a small table lamp to illuminate the room. The air of the surroundings was heavy and filled with the staleness of days-old dishes in the sink as well as the faint scent of spilled wine on the threadbare carpet. Every surface of the apartment bore the weight of her gloom with stacks of unopened bills, piles of dirty laundry, and empty bottles left lying on the floor which portrayed too many lonely nights. For weeks, she had lived this way. Isolated, enraged, shrouded in bitterness, and sinking in despair, ever since the incident with Isla that made her get on Malcolm's bad side, and Andre's sudden return which she never expected in her life to see coming. And even if she had been so joyful to see her brother who was back from his supposed death, after they had mourned him for years, she could not believe her mother would quickly replace her with Isla, who she had condemned just a few w
“You are around,” the gloomy and almost fading voice mumbled with a heavy heart, as soon as he heard the phone click on the receiver of his call, just a few minutes after dialing. It was at the most unexpected moment when he had tried the same line he had been trying again and again in futility for the past months, that it went through and the owner of the phone answered. It took him willpower to hide his shock. “Yes,” Zoe's voice came out placidly, devoid of any overt emotion as she answered curtly. Malcolm's eyebrows arched so high in astonishment because he had expected a sarcastic reply from her or a brutal hangup, as his brain ran out of the right words to articulate as a response to the answer she gave him. His voice crackled through the line of sullenness, laced with an uncharacteristic mix of vulnerability and hesitation as he said the most random thing that came to mind, “Your things are still in the room as you left them,” he informed her as if she didn't remember. “You
In just a few days of Zoe having her hands so busy with signing deals and contracts after the launching of ZOELVA, it was already becoming the busiest, most-talked-about destination in town.Shockingly, some of the most iconic foreign brands began to set up their flagship stores with massive storefronts and bold displays, their designs extravagant yet tasteful there, as if they had all been waiting all along. Top-tier local designers and retailers held their own space also, blending a cosmopolitan elegance with a touch of local charm. From the management to the customer service desk that began work in just two days, every employee worked with an intensity that matched the mall’s electric energy, and quickly adapted to the pace, which was astonishingly fast given how new everything was.With their unique uniforms and all of their movements conveying confidence, they smoothly guided people, answered questions, and handled endless transactions with ease. Media houses, and top magazines
Isla bolted out of her room almost at the speed of light as soon as her eyes caught the most shocking news of her life while surfing the internet, and getting prepared to leave the house. Her face instantly flashed with an overwhelming shock and a mix of disbelief after she had checked more than ten media outlets to confirm the news, and scrolled endlessly while watching videos from the launching event from the previous night. Her lungs dropped to her heart and her stomach sank with fury and a profound shock that stole her entire breath away, as she charged down the hallway of her room toward her mother’s room while holding her phone tightly in the grasp of her hand as if she was going to crush it. Her thoughts tumbled over each other, each one more impossible than the last, as she tried to process the news that had shattered her world and left her almost insane with hatred. As soon as Isla abruptly parted the grand doors to her mother's room open and left them swinging with a ter
“I am sorry to inform you, but the blood test results of persons A and B did not match. They are not biologically related.” Zoe stepped into her house after the launching party had ended, and somehow the excitement she had in her all night after her grand launch became the talk of the town, died instantly. As she stepped inside her new home, an unexplainable heaviness washed over her.Her phone vibrated just as she sauntered in and slouched upon her favorite chair in her living room, and as she glanced at the screen and picked up, she heard the most confusing words she couldn't even grasp almost immediately. “What did you say?” she pressed the phone closer to her ear to be sure she heard right, her eyes twitching uncontrollably. For a moment, she didn’t breathe.“I am sorry to announce to you that the two people in the results that have been forwarded to your email are not biologically related. Therefore, the bone marrow transplant cannot proceed.” A few weeks ago, when Zoe finally
The golden air at the moment, which held an air ambiance that opened the world of grand luxury and sophistication, filled the nooks and crannies of the new mall where its launching event was being held, whose name had just been announced a few hours ago. ZOELVATop elites began to saunter into ZOELVA mall, where every inch was polished with fine marble, and was designed with mind-blowing architectural expertise that exuded grandeur, designed to leave them thoroughly marveling and awed by the sight that stole breath from their lips. The glass walls had clear panes that were interspersed with opalescent beams that captured and reflected light in all directions, and giant tiers of diamond chandeliers hung in the main atrium, each crystal strand swaying subtly with a familiar melody, while casting the most artistic light pattern on the marble floor below. The huge ballroom for the event was alive with whispers, laughter, and small talk from the elites that were in attendance, ranging fr
It was impossible to miss. The newest, grandest mall which stood in gleaming glass and steel splendor of great luxury and opulence, with its gigantic structure, stretched so wide, and covered an almost unimaginable number of square meters. The intricate details in its architecture whispered of wealth and exclusivity, and every floor was rumored to be filled with unique boutiques, lavish dining experiences, an indoor oasis lined with lush greenery and trickling water fountains, an entertainment area with a cinema of virtual reality lounges, and a rooftop garden overlooking the city below. The construction of the mall had been shrouded in secrecy for months after the redevelopment of the area was instantly announced, and now its opening and launching event was the talk of the town, flooding every news outlet and social media platform. Everywhere, people wondered what conglomerate owned the huge work of art. #Mall of century #Biggest in the city #Magnificent Mall #Top entrepreneu
The grand front door of the Meyer swung open with force and rattled against the wall as Isla stormed into the grand lobby, and then the stairway, her heels striking the marble floors with a force that echoed through the long hallway, revealing the intensity of her anger. Her face was scrunched up in anger and despair, and her voice was loud and quivering with frustration, as it dissipated into the air before anyone had even noticed her arrival, knowing she would definitely find them there. “She is back!” she cried out in frustration, as her fists clenched her sides, and her body quivered with anger, as she strode into the living room where her mother and brother sat, “Zoe is back, mother!” Ever since Andre returned home and the family ended up dividing, the only person who was not shocked by the announcement or new arrangement was Isla. It was as if she had known what had been going on behind the scenes before the plan finally became public, and couldn't help being bothered like