Sinjin had just stepped out of the conference room following a board meeting when his phone vibrated in his jacket pocket. He pulled it out, frowning at the sight of his mother's picture on the screen, his finger hovering over the decline button. It had been weeks since the incident at the shop, yet he still struggled to move past it, despite Eds telling him to. She had assured him it wasn’t a big deal, insisting his mother had just wanted his attention. He'd resisted the urge to scoff at that, knowing his mother, now in her late fifties, was acting more like a frustrated five-year-old who didn’t get her way.She probably assumed he would track her down and confront her for lying about Edselyn, so she had left the country for a week. He had been tempted to do exactly that but decided he wasn’t prepared for the inevitable headache that would come with arguing with her. Besides, it was his father who had slapped his wife, not his mother.He missed the call, but before he could put his
After completing her nightly routine, Eds gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Her face glowed, not from the expensive body lotions she applied, but from the overwhelming happiness that made her feel like she could burst with joy. She had no idea what the future held, but at that moment, she was glad she'd taken a leap of faith and married Sinjin. He brought joy not only to her but also to the boys, and she prayed that this happiness would last. But if life, fate, or anything else tried to disrupt it, she was prepared to face it head-on. Sinjin had reminded her a few weeks ago that their happiness might not last forever, but when hard times came, they’d have to hold on to the memories of the good times to find their way back to each other.She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, smoothed her silk robe, and stepped out of the bathroom. Sinjin was in bed, on the phone with someone while his laptop rested on his lap. She crossed the room to the sliding glass door, pulled it open, but
"Why do you look so sad?" Sinjin asked Eds as Williams loaded his suitcase into the trunk of the car. "I'll be back before you know it.""I know," Eds replied, nodding. "I just... I'm going to miss you, that's all.""Really?" Sinjin looked at her, surprised."Of course." Eds frowned, puzzled by his surprise. "I know it's only two weeks, but it'll feel like an eternity to me."Sinjin smiled softly. "I'm so glad to hear that because I'm going to miss you and the boys like crazy. If I could, I'd take you with me.""Maybe next time," she said, her tone hopeful."You promise?" Sinjin asked, holding up his pinky."I promise." Eds chuckled, linking her pinky with his and sealing the pact."Awesome," he grinned, leaning over to peck her cheek."Sometimes, you act like a nine-year-old," Eds teased, shaking her head."We never really grow up, you know," he replied with a wink."Okay, go on before I beg you to stay." She said, opening the back door for him. "Call me when you land, okay?""Sure t
Kyle shut the door behind the psychologist and leaned against it, releasing a sigh of relief. He then walked into the living room, quietly settling on the sofa across from his sons. For several minutes, he remained silent.As he looked at them, he couldn't help but notice how little they resembled him. They had Eds' eyes, her delicate button nose, and her striking jet-black hair. If they let their hair grow longer, they could almost be mistaken for girls. His sons weren’t just handsome; they were truly beautiful. He felt grateful to finally be part of their lives.He wanted to ask them about their session with the psychologist but hesitated. Something told him they wouldn't appreciate the question, so he held back, choosing instead to trust that whatever was said had been positive about their new situation."So, um... is there anything you'd like to eat?" Kyle asked them, hesitantly."We've already eaten," Troy replied.Kyle raised an eyebrow. "What did you have?""Food," Tristan said
A week later Tristan and Troy were playing soccer in front of the house when Emma's red Audi R8 Spyder zoomed up the driveway, stopping right in front of them. The car door swung open, and Emma stepped out, closing it behind her. Without so much as a glance at the boys, she strode directly into the house.The boys knew Emma had purposely parked in front of the house to stop their game. They didn't like her, and she didn't like them either, but they respected her because she was Sinjin's sister."How are we supposed to play now?" Troy asked, frustration evident in his voice. "We'll just play around the car. It'll be fun," Tristan replied with a mischievous grin. Troy nodded in agreement. "Okay." As they continued their game, they moved farther away from the car. But in a sudden misstep, Tristan accidentally kicked the ball towards the car’s windshield. The glass shattered with a loud crack. Troy gasped, covering his mouth as his eyes widened in horror. "Oh no!" "What do I do
"Adella, there's something I've been meaning to ask you," Sinjin called out as she turned to leave his office. She spun around, curious. "Yes, sir? You can ask me anything."Sinjin hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Your outfits... over the past few weeks," he started, searching for the right words, "have been, well... inappropriate, to say the least. Is there someone here you're trying to impress?"Adella felt her pulse quicken. So he had noticed. She'd been waiting for this moment, though she was careful to hide her satisfaction. "No, sir," she replied, her voice steady despite the lie. "I'm not trying to impress anyone."Sinjin raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Really? Then why the skimpy clothing?"Adella glanced down, suddenly self-conscious of her short skirt and the extra buttons on her blouse that she'd undone before entering his office. "Skimpy?" she repeated in a tiny voice, her face warming with embarrassment."Yes," Sinjin confirmed with a sigh. "I've tried not to
After Sinjin and Eds finished brushing, Sinjin said, "We haven't gone on a date since we got married. I’d like to take you out tomorrow night. What do you think?"Eds replied, "Let’s go to that beachfront restaurant on Lanikai Beach.""Okay, it’s a date," Sinjin grinned. "I’ll pick you up at six.""How about I pick you up at six instead?" Eds suggested with a smile.Sinjin raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Really? That’s a first." He muttered."And I’m going to pay for our meal," she added."In that case, I’m going to order a five-course meal," Sinjin said. "Are you sure about paying? That place is pretty expensive.""Thanks to my brilliant husband, I’ve made quite a bit of money these past few months. I’m not a millionaire yet, but I’m getting there," Eds said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I can cover our meal without it affecting my account.""I see," Sinjin said, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. "Do we really have to wait until August? I’m not a fan of
"Blaine Piers? The actor who owns 300 hectares of land at Twin Oaks Ranch in Sequoia Springs?" Adella asked, her eyes widening in shock."That's the one," Sinjin confirmed. "He doesn't want the ranch interfering with his celebrity lifestyle. I've heard he's been trying to sell it, but no one's been interested.""Are you planning to become a rancher?" Adella asked, surprised. "Sequoia Springs is three hundred miles from Elderstone.""I hear livestock farming can be a lucrative business," Sinjin remarked. "How do you think Blaine Piers Sr. made his fortune?""Um... I'll call his assistant and ask," Adella said, quickly typing it into her iPad. "Is there anything else, sir?""Ah, you're free to leave by six. I’m going on a date with my wife—she's picking me up," Sinjin said with a grin."Alright, sir," Adella nodded before turning and walking out of the office.~~~~~~At five-thirty, Sinjin's meeting with the executives of Mega Mind Studios, the parent company of Midas Corporation, was d