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Leaving the Island 2
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Andrew's POV I was deep into the paperwork scattered across my study when a soft knock interrupted my thoughts. Sheila walked in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Before I could ask what was up, she beat me to it. "Your grandparents just invited me to spend the weekend with them," she announced with a hint of a smile. I groaned, leaning back in my chair. "This will be the third time they’ve done that. What’s going on? Why are they always inviting you over every weekend? If care is not taken, they would extend it to everyday. Did you slip them a love potion or something? " Sheila giggled, shrugging playfully. "Maybe I did." Then she proceeded to mutter some gibberish words, her hands waving in the air as if she was casting a spell. “I think it's time to cast that same spell on you, Andrew Walker,” she said with a deep, fake voice and then blew an imaginary potion at me. I laughed, shaking my head. "I find it difficult to believe that a love potion would work on me, Sheila Walk
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Stevenson's POV I leaned back in my leather chair, listening to Mr Anselm, one of the shareholders in my company, talk with excitement and enthusiasm on the other end of the line. And why shouldn’t he be? Antonio Ricardo’s investment had sent our stock price soaring, attracting attention from investors we hadn’t even dreamed of getting. It was everything I had planned for, and more."Stevenson, this is unbelievable," Mr. Anslem said, barely able to contain his excitement. "Our stock price has skyrocketed, and the investors are pouring in. We’ve hit numbers I didn’t think were possible."I felt a swell of pride as I glanced at the financial reports spread across my desk, confirming every word he said. "This is just the start," I replied with a tinge of pride in my voice. "With Antonio Ricardo, My son in-law, on board, we’re not just riding a wave. We’re creating one. We’ve expanded into markets that were previously closed off to us. The growth potential is limitless.""And to think,
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Andrew's POV “Our projections show that the Eastern market isn’t just an opportunity—it’s a necessity for our continued growth,” I said, looking around the boardroom at the expectant faces of the board members as I continued.“This expansion is crucial if we want to stay ahead of our competitors and secure our position globally.”Mr. Kensington, one of the oldest board members, adjusted his glasses and leaned forward. “Mr. Andrew, your proposal is good and solid, but with the political instability in that region, are we not taking a significant risk? How do you plan to navigate those uncertainties?”I expected this question. “Your concerns are valid, Mr. Kensington,” I responded calmly. “We’ve developed contingency plans to address potential disruptions. Our legal team is coordinating with local partners to ensure compliance and mitigate risks. We’ve also diversified our investments across multiple markets to cushion any potential setbacks.”The board members exchanged glances, noddi
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Andrew's POVI drove into the house, my head still buzzing from everything that happened at the police station. The stress was just overwhelming, and all I wanted was a moment of peace. But instead, I stepped into a scene filled with chaos.Gwen was in the center of it, her face red with fury as she pointed fingers and shouted at Sheila. My eyes darted to Sheila, who stood a few steps back, looking shocked and confused. Anna was trying to keep Gwen from getting too close, acting as a human shield for Sheila while Alfred looked confused, battling whether to interfere in what seemed to be a women's war zone.“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!!!” I barked, my voice cutting through the air like a knife. The anger in my tone surprised even me, but I couldn’t help it—everything was just too much.The chaos froze. Everyone turned to look at me, the sudden silence thick with anticipation. Gwen’s eyes widened as she noticed my presence, and for a moment, she looked like a charged wild animal. B
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Phoebe’s POVI paced around my room, my heart pounding with frustration. The phone rang in my hand, and I anxiously waited for my mother to pick up. When her voice finally came through, I couldn’t hold back my emotions any longer.“Mom, I can’t take it anymore. Please convince Dad to come and get me out of here,” I blurted out, my voice trembling. “Antonio doesn’t care about me. He parades his whores around like I’m nothing. He brags about how they satisfy him well and often compares me to them. I’m tired of being treated this way!”My mother’s voice was calm on the other end, almost too calm. “Phoebe, you need to calm down. Leaving Antonio isn’t an option right now.”“But why not?” I felt my throat tighten. “I can’t live like this anymore! Don’t tell me you can’t convince Dad. He listens to you; talk to him! I can’t believe you would leave me to suffer here all alone. Please, Mom!”Tears stung my eyes as I pleaded with her. At first, I was mad at her for supporting Dad, but now she w
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