Mr. Sterling left the office and headed home. Upon his arrival, his wife immediately noticed his unusual demeanor. Concerned, she asked, “What happened at the office today?” He sighed deeply before responding, “There was an incident. Someone tried to sabotage our operations.” She was taken aback. “But we have no enemies in this jewelry business. Everyone respects our company and wants to collaborate with us. Who would do such a thing?” “Sweetheart, business is more complex than it appears. Even without direct competitors, there are always those who envy our success and would go to great lengths to undermine us,” he explained calmly.She fell silent, contemplating the gravity of the situation. Meanwhile, it was getting late and Seraphina was still at her friend’s house, having lost track of time. She had forgotten that the next day was Monday, the start of a new school term. “Vanessa, call Seraphina and tell her to come home immediately. She needs to understand the importance of re
During intermission, she went to the cafeteria to purchase a snack. As she headed back to class, a girl approached her with a friendly smile. “I want to be friends with you. I admire you so much,” she said. “Who are your parents?” she asked, curious. “My dad is an accountant, and my mom is a doctor,” she replied. Seraphina thought she might be wealthy, given her parents’ careers. “What’s your name?” she asked. “Ava,” she said. Seraphina decided to accept her as a friend but with conditions. “You must obey all my instructions and not mingle with anyone else,” she told her. Ava agreed without hesitation. They returned to class, and she sat beside me. Sera hadn’t realized they were in the same class. Their friendship was going to be interesting, and everyone was curious about how they became friends on Seraphina's first day. Meanwhile, at Radiant Treasures, Mr. Sterling, was busy in his office. He decided to investigate the incident that happened over the weekend. He checked the C
Miss Evelyn was on her way home when her phone buzzed with another message from the anonymous sender. The message read, “If you agree to help us, the company will not collapse as I warned earlier.” She paused, her mind racing with thoughts about the identity of this mysterious person. Evelyn was determined to protect the company at all costs. Her boss had poured his heart and soul into building Radiant Treasures, and she couldn’t stand by and watch it crumble. She quickly typed a reply, “What kind of help are you asking for?” The response was swift: “Meet me in two days.” Meanwhile, in a dimly lit office, Mr. Harrington leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. “You’re doing a great job,” he told his personal assistant. “I think this secretary will fall for our trap and become a traitor within Radiant Treasures.” Mr. Harrington, the CEO of Glimmering Vision, a less popular jewelry company in the city, harbored a deep-seated hatred for the CEO of Radiant Treasu
Seraphina was walking in the school's hallway towards the school's cafeteria , her presence commanding attention. Students parted like the Red Sea, wary of her sharp tongue and ruthless demeanor. Ava walked beside her, equally intimidating but with a softer edge. As they turned a corner, they saw Alexander leaning against a locker, his arm draped casually around a girl who looked up at him with adoration. Seraphina’s eyes narrowed. She had no patience for Alexander, the arrogant playboy who had harassed her at a party. “Look at him,” Seraphina muttered to Ava. “Treating her like she’s disposable.” Ava glanced over and sighed. “He’s always been like that. Thinks he can get away with anything because of his looks and charm.” Seraphina’s jaw tightened. “Not on my watch.” She marched over to Alexander, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. “Alexander,” she called out, her voice icy. He looked up, a smirk playing on his lips. “Well, if it isn’t the queen of the school. To what
The next morning, Sera's mom gently woke her up for breakfast. “Seraphina, it’s time to get up and have some breakfast,” she said softly, her voice filled with concern. “What happened yesterday?” Seraphina groggily reached for her phone and saw multiple missed calls from Ava. The sight of her name only reignited her frustration, and decided not to call her back. Seraphina wasn’t ready to have any conversation with her. “Mom, I’m not in the mood for any conversation. Can you please let me eat and go to school in peace?” she said, pulling out a chair at the dining table. Sensing her mood, Mrs Vanessa decided not to press further. She wanted her to be calm before asking any more questions. As she sat down, she noticed her dad’s chair was vacant. “Where could he be?” she wondered. “Where’s Dad?” Sera asked, looking up from her plate. “Your dad has gone to the office. He mentioned he has a business trip next week, so he needs to get things done before the weekend,” her mom explained.
Alexander had a reputation at school. He was known for his charm and good looks, which he often used to his advantage. There was a girl named Mirabel who had fallen for him hard. She was smart, kind, and genuinely believed that Alexander cared for her. They had started dating a few months ago, and Mirabel was over the moon. She thought she had found someone special. But Alexander’s intentions were far from genuine. He enjoyed the thrill of the chase and the power he felt from having someone so devoted to him. One evening, after a school event, Alexander and Mirabel were sitting in his car. He leaned in close, his voice smooth and persuasive. “Mirabel, you know I care about you, right?” Mirabel nodded, her eyes shining with affection. “Of course, Alex. I care about you too.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Then you trust me, don’t you?” “Yes, I trust you,” she replied, her voice soft. “Good,” he said, leaning in to kiss her. But as the weeks went by, Alexander’s intere
“I’m running late. I need to go shopping right now,”Seraphina said, standing up and preparing to leave. “May I join you? I’ll cover all the expenses, my treat,” Alex offered. She raised an eyebrow, her expression calm and measured. “Why do you want to come with me?” she asked, her tone even. Alex shrugged, maintaining a composed demeanor. “I thought it might be enjoyable,” he said, his smile genuine. “Remember, I haven’t accepted your request to be friends yet, so please respect my boundaries,” she cautioned, her voice firm but polite. Alex’s eyes widened slightly at my serious tone. “Understood,” he said, a small, respectful smile on his lips. “I’ll respect your space.” Seraphina was about to enter her car when Ava called, asking if she had finished shopping. She told her , that she was just heading there now. “Why are you going now? What kept you so long? I thought you’d gone already,” she said, sounding puzzled. “I stopped by the restaurant to get some food, and Alex delayed
With a round of applause, Mr. Harrington stood up, a confident smile playing on his lips. He approached the stage and delivered his speech with poise. Meanwhile, Seraphina’s father, Mr. Sterling, quietly excused himself from the event. The media, ever eager for a story, swarmed around him. “Mr. Sterling, you’ve won this award fifteen times, but not today. Is it true that your company’s quality has declined?” a journalist asked, their microphones thrust forward. Mr. Sterling, maintaining his composure, chose not to respond and continued walking. Back at the hotel, Mr. Sterling entered his room, his face a mask of controlled anger. He clenched his fists, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The thoughts of Mr. Harrington’s unexpected victory swirled in his mind. “Is this some kind of vendetta?” he muttered to himself. “If Harrington is behind the issues plaguing my company, he will regret it. I will ensure that.” Determined not to wait until morning, he packed his belongings and h