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To say that this unexpected turn of events had caught Christine off guard would be an understatement. Regardless of how astoundingly intelligent her little angel was, at the end of the day, he was still a child. Like any child, he reacted impulsively the moment he noticed something that disrupted his peace of mind. And she had only made matters worse by accusing him of stalking. The fact that Ethan was a prodigious hacker was a secret tightly guarded by both Christine and Ethan. If word got out about his unusual skill, who knew what could happen? Besides, it was illegal. She had made numerous attempts to deprive him of this habit, but to no avail. Perhaps, she thought, she might have better luck once he was older. However, she had managed to extract a promise from him to keep it a secret, like a playful game that only the two of them were privy to. But right now, she had to rectify the situation as quickly as possible. Her usual composed demeanor was on the verge of collapsing when
Christine couldn't help but roll her eyes as she read through the text messages sent by Jake. His revelation was anything but surprising; it was the exact scenario she had already predicted in her mind. His text read, "There's a man poking around, asking questions about you. You were right to warn me about this. How did you see it coming?" A sense of distaste filled her as she thought about the reason behind her forewarning. "Let's just say," she replied, "that it wasn't exactly rocket science. My stepmother is as predictable as they come." Jake then asked, "Do you want me to intervene and stop him?" She pondered for a moment before responding, "Why bother? Should we stop him from earning his paycheck? As far as I'm concerned, I have nothing to hide." "But are you certain? What if he digs up that one particular incident?" Jake asked, a hint of anxiety seeping into his message. Christine, however, was not fazed. "Even if he does, there's no solid evidence left. You made sure of th
In the confines of her mind, Christine found herself revisiting a particular question: 'Is my Ethan a little angel or a little devil?' It certainly wasn't the first time this thought had surfaced in her consciousness. Yet, he was undeniably her pride and joy, her world. It was her darling child who had been insistent that she adorned this specific red dress for the evening. The realization of his motive now dawned on her. Ethan must have seen Martha in the identical attire. While Christine had categorically forbidden him from spying on Hunter, she had simultaneously requested him to upgrade their home's security system. Undeniably, Ethan must have sneaked a peek at the trio departing the house. While their advanced home system respected privacy, not having any cameras in the bedrooms, there were however surveillance points located in the hallways. "Wow, is this a favorite dress among ladies?" Simon chuckled, fully embodying his self-appointed role as the 'funny brother'. "Or was it
'Christine is proving to be a remarkably resourceful woman,' both men thought, captivated by the enigma she represented. It seemed as if she was a radiant beauty, shrouded in an intoxicating aura of mystery. Men, as it was well known, were often driven by a primal urge to decipher such enigmatic puzzles. It delivered them a unique sense of fulfillment and achievement. In stark contrast, Martha was reeling from a brutal revelation. Christine, her once weak stepsister, had transformed beyond recognition, which spelled nothing but trouble for her. Mere threats would no longer deter Christine; Martha needed to unearth a critical weakness, a chink in her armor, that she could exploit for her own gain. Naturally, she would seek her mother's help. Elenora was a seasoned player in these power games. The remainder of the dinner proceeded in an unusual hush, with each individual lost in their own thoughts, all except for Christine. She appeared to be the only one truly relishing her meal, main
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Elenora’s heart hammered relentlessly in her chest, the jarring sensation echoing the onset of a heart attack as she wrestled with yet another rejection. Even though she had anticipated the possibility of this outcome, its brutal reality was a painful blow. A blow to her ego, her social status, her carefully curated image. 'How can this be happening to me? This cannot be real, it just can't be!' "Surely you cannot be serious, Mister Thorne! My late husband was your loyal client since he launched his business, a venture that filled your bank's coffers quite handsomely. The very same business you now blatantly refuse to extend a loan to." Mister Thorne interjected, "It was out of respect and sympathy for your late husband, an old friend of mine, that I chose not to report your outstanding debts to the authorities. It was in honor of Ethan Carter that you aren't facing legal charges this very moment." Feeling the gravity of her situation, she swallowed the
As Elenora sat in her lavish office, she was still dazzled by the audacious series of events that had unraveled. It was as if some malevolent curse had been cast upon her by Christine, her cunning stepdaughter. Every bank, from the smallest local establishments to the multinational giants, had unanimously refused to extend her the financial lifeline she so desperately needed. Now, to add insult to injury, she was confronted with an audacious proposal. An unsolicited takeover offer from none other than her calculating stepdaughter, Christine! How could Christine commit such a distasteful act as to exploit Elenora's unfortunate predicament? With resolute determination, Elenora knew that she would never, ever let this happen. Not on her watch. Not in this lifetime or any other. She would not just roll over and allow her conniving stepdaughter to seize the company that she had wrangled control of through her own sweat, blood, and a fair share of unscrupulous dealings. Yes, she had dance
Her nerves hummed with tension, stretching to their limits as if on the brink of snapping. It was obvious that Hunter had strategically exploited the situation to place her in a difficult position. Did she have the capacity to refuse and cause her son disappointment? Of course, she didn't. If she declined, what kind of mother would she be, to knowingly inflict pain on her child? Yet, if she accepted, she would be compromising, and one compromise invariably led to another in her experience. Ethan’s large, innocent eyes widened until they seemed to take over his face, his complexion turning an anxious pale white as he eagerly anticipated her response. “Mommy? Will you come with us?” His eyes glowed with innocence and hope, striking a chord in her heart. “Just this time,” she declared with a strain of effort to maintain her composure, shooting another glare at Hunter, who conveniently pretended not to notice. He would certainly get an earful from her later, she mentally noted with st
In a spa boasting opulent decor, Elenora was receiving a massage within the confines of the VIP room. However, tension ran rampant through her body, a clear indicator of the stress weighing heavy on her mind. Her nerves, poor things, bore the brunt of her internal turmoil. Her mind was a whirlwind of potential solutions, yet none seemed satisfactory. The root of the issue? Her thoughts were clouded by Christine's success, while she herself was scrambling to keep her company afloat. After spending what felt like an eternity indulging in various VIP services, clarity finally struck. There was only one solution: Christine must disappear. That was the harsh reality. Her stepdaughter, audacious enough to thrive instead of wallowing in misery as a single mother, was causing trouble once again. If Martha lost the financial support that Hunter provided, it would spell disaster for both mother and daughter. They would be utterly ruined. Elenora reached for her phone and began scrolling throu
Three months have passed since Hunter’s childhood home was blessed with the laughs of an ass kicking mother, charming father and adorable little brat. Loukas, a proud grandfather, was visiting them often, after his relationship with Christine was rebuilt to one of a father and daughter. It was one particular day when Christine’s feelings were all over the place. She was staring at the papers in her hands, and multiple emotions were spreading through her body. Her suspicions were confirmed, she was pregnant. Indeed, black letters on white paper were clearly stating that she was two months pregnant with Hunter’s child. A blessing from the heavens. This time, it was bound to be different. This time, she had support from him, the love of her life. Tears of joy were forming in her eyes, she could not remember the last time she cried of happiness, if ever. She could already imagine Ethan’s thrill to play with a sibling, she c
Fuming with rage, Elenora launched at her daughter, strangling her neck. “You did what, you wretched girl?”Choking, Martha cried out. “Help! Somebody… Help me! She is trying to kill me!”In no time, an officer interfered and separated the two women, before something disastrous would happen. He took Elenora away, with the promise that her recent act will be added to her long list of criminal offenses.Still struggling to breathe normally, Martha shouted. “You will rot in jail, mother! I know enough information to assure you of that! And don’t forget that Christine has the proof that you hired a hitman to eliminate her!”Heartbeats later, inside the interrogation room, she started her confession.“Are you aware that you are admitting to complicity by confessing your mother’s crimes? You had knowledge of every one of her crimes and did not report her. That, until now.”In
Unbearable silence was engulfing the room, there were only Christine, Hunter and Loukas left. Elenora was practically dragged outside by the police, while she shouted and threatened all the way to the car. Christine believed that watching Elenora in predicament would bring her fulfillment, but it was not like that. Certainly, her being punished was bound to bring some sort of satisfaction, but that didn’t change the past, the hurt and desolation that she felt because of that horrible woman. And to find out the shocking truth about her biological father, a truth that Elenora knew from the very start, that was… Well, that was backstabbing at a whole new level. The mere idea was making her sick to her stomach. After careful consideration, Loukas decided to take the lead. “The two of you seem to have much to talk about as well, so I’m going to say just a few words. In private, if that is possible, Christine!” Hunter placed an affection
In a twinkling, her world crumbled into small little pieces, leaving her completely broken inside.Everything was in a blur, the pain of betrayal stinging her chest. Reaching a hand out to Jake, she leaned on him for support for a few good seconds.In all honesty, it would have been less painful if someone would have pulled her heart out and stabbed the poor organ with a million daggers.“Is it true?” Anger and hurt were burning in her eyes. “TELL ME!” She cried out, walking to where Loukas was standing and clamping her fingers in his jacket.He met her accusing regard with silence, yet his entire demeanor was suggesting he was guilty.“Why are you quiet? I just heard you! Am I wrong?” She glared at him in outrage.“No, you are not wrong. You are my biological daughter.” He declared shutting his eyes close, his voice holding strong emotions.Her heart sank i
A press conference was scheduled by Fame Media to publicly apologize for sharing unverified information that led to undeserved public slander. As a consequence of their actions, the victim suffered moral damage, as well as monetary losses. Though CDE Group shares’ price plummeted only for a few hours, Christine demanded compensation, and her lawyers succeeded in securing a more than satisfactory amount. “Fame Media takes full responsibility for the damage caused by spreading fake news. In the past, we took pride in providing the best accurate information to our followers, therefore we are deeply ashamed of the recent events. After compensating the victim by paying the requested price, we are sad to announce to you that we will close our doors for the time-being. In the last decade, our followers have been like a second family for us, but mistakes must be punished. Speaking of that, we filed a lawsuit against Elenora Carter. As you may be a
A low moan sounded in his chest, it was all the approval he needed in order to ravish her, to appease the hunger that screamed to be gratified. Intoxicated with lust, their hands were roaming freely on each other’s body, while their tongues battled for dominance. Erotic moans filled the room, and they didn’t even start the love making session properly.It was just the warm up. There was no more reluctance, only complete surrender to their sexual cravings, their need for each other. It was when Hunter settled his manhood to her entrance that they suddenly stiffened. There was some noise outside the room. Footsteps. Then the door opened widely and a small silhouette appeared near the bed. Rubbing his eyes, he climbed into the bed, his eyes darted from his mommy to his daddy in confusion. It was the nightmare of any parents, to be caught red handed by their child. Good thing that they were covered by the sheets. “Mommy, w
Christine made several attempts in reaching Hunter, but his phone was off, her calls going directly to voicemail. ‘Weird. I hope everything is fine.’ Pacing the room, making holes in the floor, the tension was building up inside, eating her alive. What if something happened? He should have delivered her child by now. Her intuition told her that something was off. Or maybe she was just nervous, it was understandable, after all she went through. In the wake of such an excruciating day, she needed to have Ethan in her arms, he was her most prized possession, her pride and joy. Stealing glances through the window from time to time, she finally spotted Hunter getting out of the car, then scooping a sleepy handsome boy in his arms. The boy’s small arms locked behind his daddy’s neck. It was an image that pulled at her heartstrings, sweet and sour at the same time. She breathed a sigh of relief, the claw that was squeezing her hea
For a few good seconds, it seemed as if time stopped for Hunter. Air was suddenly kicked out of his lungs, he even forgot how to breathe. His chest tightened as he fought with the suffocating sensation.His mind was a mess, his thoughts all over the place, experiencing a roller-coaster of sensations.‘Martha lied to me all our life together!’‘Christine might have lied to me as well…’‘This child in front of me is possibly mine...’His eyes shut close. ‘Who am I kidding? I would be a fool to lie to myself that what I’m suspecting is not utterly real.’It demanded a major shift in his thinking to adjust to the new information. To accept it.Still, he needed a proper confirmation.His eyebrows furrowed. On the outside, his inner battle was translated as if he were immersed in plans of critical importance.“Daddy, are you feeling unwell?” E
Left by herself, Elenora sneered, staring at the text from Christine with a sulky expression.‘Take all my money? How dare that wretched girl threaten me? It’s more likely for hell to freeze than her winning against me!’A vein became visible on her forehead, as if cutting it in half, while her entire demeanor was turning murderous. ‘I’d rather kill her with my own two hands than lose this battle!’Glaring at the phone angrily, she typed [“Aren’t you afraid that I will reveal who is the father of that devil kid of yours?”]‘I know all your weaknesses, Christine! Each and every one of your vulnerabilities are within my reach! You should be scared of me! You damn should!’She was looking forward to the reply, but to her enjoyment, it didn’t come through. Naturally, she believed that she had won.‘Yes, go and hide in your closet! And don’t come out until I