You guys will love Adeline....
Back at the mansion, it was dinner time. Anastasia was there to have a meal with Damien, and after that, she had to go to meet Austin. She needed a way to tell him that she would be leaving home at this time for an important meeting. Meanwhile, he was curious about how she managed to get A&A Fashion House behind her back. They were one of the biggest fashion and jewelry brands in Europe and were now rapidly expanding in North America. It was not easy for a no name artist to represent them. He always knew that she had some tricks upto her sleeves but what are they. She said, “I have a meeting soon. I need to go out.”He did not ask her where she was having such late night meeting. He nodded and asked about the matter that was pressing on his mind. “You submitted the application.”She said, “Yes, I did.” After a while, she could not help but asked him, “Damien, do you also think like others that I am doing this to gain your attention and unnecessarily fight with Regina or sabotage he
As Anna was leaving, Mrs Luna handed her a key and said, "Master wants you to keep the car."Anna was really surprised to hear that and she asked, "He is giving me his car?"After everything, she did not know that he would give him a car. It was not that he was stingy but he did not care for her. Knowing that he took a step ahead in her direction made her feel so many things at once. Mrs Luna nodded at the girl who was dazed to assure her that it was true. Anna quickly grabbed the car keys and ran outside where Damien's Rolls Royce was parked. She laughed and grinned as she opened the door and slipped inside but not before yelling, "My husband is the best in the whole wide world!" She really loved the car! Not because it was expensive but because it was his favourite car and he did not like to share it. Inside his room, Damien muttered, "Materialistic girl! How can she be so happy over something so fleeting and materialistic?"His phone rang after some time and it was Abel who was c
From behind him, Ronan’s voice broke the tension. "You were actually thinking of trusting her, weren't you?" He smirked, continuing, "Damien, you need to open your eyes. Regina is right here and has always has been there for you. She is the one who loves you truly and yet you keep ignoring her. Do you know how much you are hurting Regina? She stayed by your side when Anastasia left you and this is how you repay her?”Abel who had been standing next to Ronan turned with a glare. "Ronan, stop poisoning his mind. Damien knows what he wants. And for heaven's sake, stop trying to push Regina onto him every chance you get."Ronan scoffed, shaking his head. "Anastasia Spencer is nothing but trouble. She is a liar and a cheat. Look at her! Flirting with another man just after professing her love for Damien! She is no good, Damien! Regina said you broke off your engagement because of Anastasia, and now look how she is cosying up to someone else. Regina is a saint compared to that slut—"Before
Anna looked down at Adeline who was clinging to her like a child. "What's wrong with you?" she asked, her voice was full of affection.Adeline's eyes were filled with concern after she had a couple of drinks. "Babe, are you really sure about this Damien guy?" she said. "Do you have to be his wife? Look, I can take care of you for the rest of your life. I have a house, and some money in the bank and I will make sure you are comfortable. You don’t need to do anything. You can just be a beautiful salted fish. I will raise you!"Austin chuckled from the other side of the table. "If it were up to her, she would probably marry you herself, Anna."Anna laughed, pushing Adeline away playfully. "Go away! I’m someone’s wife now."Adeline pouted dramatically. "Why would I marry her? I already have a prince of my dreams!"Anna sighed, rolling her eyes. "Oh, Adeline. You have never even met that prince. Either meet your mysterious online friend or block him. Honestly, if he doesn’t want to see you
Damien was sitting at the dining table, the morning sun casting a warm glow over him as he focused on his breakfast. He heard the sound of soft footsteps and a few moments later, Anna entered.“Sorry, I got late,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips.Damien just nodded in response, not lifting his gaze from his plate.Anna tried to initiate conversation "Thank you for the car. I like it very much."Damien nodded again. Anna hesitated before speaking again as if trying to find the right moment. “I have something to tell you.”But before she could say more, a voice interrupted them. It was neither Damien nor Anna who spoke. “What’s for breakfast?” asked Adeline, yawning as she sat down in the seat next to Anna, her hair were tousled and eyes were half-closed from sleep.Damien looked up with his eyes narrowing as he recognized the woman from last night. It was the same person who had punched Ronan and had given him that hopeless disappointed look.“She is my friend,” Anna expla
“Damien?” Anna knocked softly on Damien’s door. She seemed to have something on her mind that she wanted to express to him. “Yes?” came his reply from the other side. She walked inside his room as she saw him sitting on his desk and holding files in his hand. “Um… I’m going to London tomorrow,” she informed him, her voice was little uncertain.He furrowed his brows. “Suddenly?”“It’s important,” she whispered, not offering more explanation.Damien's tone remained practical. “The competition is in five days. Can you manage it?”“I will be back soon,” Anna assured him.“You know what’s best for you,” Damien said, though there was a hint of curiosity behind his words. Of course, he wanted to know why she was going to London just a few days before the important contest. He was certain that whatever was happening in her life was important than the contest. “Damien?” she called his name again, the tone softer this time.He blinked as he sensed there was more she wanted to say but hesitati
Damien shook his head. He could not be hung on his past. It has passed and he was at a very good place in life. “Jack booked the hotel,” Damien mentioned. Anna shook her head. “No, we can’t stay in a hotel,” she insisted. “I will drive us to our destination.”Damien didn’t argue with her over the plan. He had come here because she had asked him to. She seemed to know what she was doing and he trusted her with whatever was going on. After working nonstop throughout the flight, exhaustion was starting to set in. He closed his eyes as Anna took the car, dismissing the driver. The rhythmic hum of the road beneath them and the pitter-patter of rain on the windows lulled him into a light sleep. After an hour’s drive, Anna pulled the car over to a small bungalow which was situated in a semi-countryside area just outside the city. Damien glanced around as he saw the quiet and isolated place standing in clear contrast to the bustling London he had remembered. It was late and the night air
At that moment, Anna noticed Damien standing in front of her. She greeted him with a soft, “Hi.”Damien, feeling slightly out of place, asked, “Do you need help?”Anna looked at him, a small smile playing on her lips. “Do you know how to cook?”He shook his head.“Then it’s fine,” she said.“I can chop vegetables,” he offered. “Just tell me what to chop.”She raised her eyebrows but nodded. “Okay.” She guided him through the task and showing him how to slice the vegetables. To his surprise, he picked it up quickly. While he chopped, she boiled the pasta and reheated some freshly baked sourdough bread that the housekeeper had stocked in the refrigerator.As he watched her cook, Damien was captivated by her talent in the kitchen. Anna heated a pan, drizzled olive oil,and sautéed tomatoes with a mix of other vegetables,. She filled the room with a mouthwatering aroma. She finished the dish by grating cheese over both their plates of pasta.When Damien took his first bite, he glanced at he
Regina replied softly, “I wish I could answer that.”Abel’s expression tightened as he whispered, “Claire isn’t your birth mother?”What on earth did he just see? Wait, she let him see this information? Did it mean, she really trust him with her life? Before he could get happy, she began saying. Regina shook her head. The DNA test had confirmed what she never imagined—Claire was not her birth mother. She didn’t know how to process it.She said, “The doctor told me there was a possibility I was adopted. Since I recently did a DNA test with my dad, I was certain that Harold is my biological father. All my life, Claire told me Harold wasn’t my father when they both knew the truth. Then suddenly, the doctor pointed out that with their blood types, they couldn’t have had a child with AB+. I was racking my brain, trying to figure it all out. Finally, I decided to test my DNA against the rest of my family.”Regina took a deep breath before continuing. “My DNA matched with my father... but,
After the cake-cutting ceremony, Regina stood far away from the crowd when a little girl approached her with a plate full of cake slices. The girl stopped near her and said, “Hello, this is for you.”Regina looked at the little princess, who had become the apple of everyone’s eye tonight. She crouched down to the girl’s level and said, “Thank you. Did you bring this for me?”Destiny turned around and pointed at Anastasia. “Anna asked me to give cake to everyone who didn’t get any.”Regina asked, “Did you give cake to everyone?”Destiny shook her head. “No, just you.”Regina chuckled. “Thank you.” She took the cake and bit into it. “Oh, it’s delicious.”Destiny made a face and said, “No, it’s not.” Leaning closer, she whispered in Regina’s ear, “My mommy makes cakes with real sugar and cream. This one has fake sugar and cream.”Regina laughed again. The cake was low-fat and low-sugar, but since she rarely had sugar or dairy, she didn’t notice the difference. She said, “I will try a rea
“Why is she here?” Anastasia asked, her voice low but sharp as her eyes fixed on Eleanor standing confidently in the hall. The nerve of that woman to show up at her house after trying to hurt her family.Damien leaned in slightly, keeping his tone casual. “She is Chris’s plus one.”Anastasia exhaled, quickly understanding the situation. “Okay. I will be on my best behaviour.”Though she wasn’t one to bow to others’ opinions, Anastasia had been making extra efforts lately. Damien’s family hadn’t fully warmed up to her, and for her husband’s sake, she was resolved to leave them with no reason to criticise. She wasn’t naturally a people-pleaser, but she knew that making peace with his relatives meant comfort for him and that mattered.Damien wrapped an arm around her, pulling her into a side hug. “My wife is always on her best behaviour. It is just other people who know how to get under her skin.”Anastasia smiled faintly, conceding, “You are not wrong.”He chuckled, then flagged down a
The sound of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as more guests arrived and the mansion came alive with enthusiasm of the guests. Abel walked alongside Regina, his hand resting lightly on her lower back for support. She looked radiant in a sleek black evening gown, her poise and grace masking any signs of her pregnancy. Her heels clicked softly against the marble floor, commanding attention with every step.“If you are not feeling well, we can leave,” Abel said, his tone laced with concern. His eyes lingered on her, searching for any sign of discomfort.“I’m fine, Abel,” Regina reassured him with a faint smile. Despite her visible effort to appear composed, Abel remained unconvinced.“You have been pushing yourself too hard,” he pressed. “I don’t want you getting sick again.”Regina’s gaze softened as she turned to him. She understood his worry as the past month had been challenging. Her health had taken a toll, resulting his mother to insist she stay with them until she rega
Grandmother sighed and said, “They didn’t listen to us when we didn’t want them to get married. They went ahead and did it anyway. Now, when we ask them to marry, they are ignoring us again.”Suddenly, Adeline added while trying to get under someone’s skin, “What about having the ceremony on their wedding anniversary?”Claire and Carolyn shot Adeline sharp looks but Grandmother seemed pleased by the idea. “That sounds like a nice idea,” she said eagerly.Damien and Anastasia exchanged glances before responding, “We will give you an answer soon.”Grandmother nodded, a hopeful smile on her face. “Hopefully, it will be a good answer.”At that moment, there was a bit of commotion in the party and a maid quietly whispered into the old lady’s ear, “Mr. Callahan is here.”The old lady’s eyes sparkled as she turned to see her son entering the room, accompanied by his wife and daughter. He looked just as he had ten years ago. Perhaps even more cheerful now. His presence was as captivating as e
It was the 80th birthday of Matriarch Callahan, and dignitaries from across the globe had flown in to celebrate the grand occasion. The weight of organizing such a significant gala rested on the capable shoulders of Damien and Anastasia, leaving them with no room for error.In the backseat of the luxury car, Claire sat poised like the picture-perfect wife, adorned in the finest clothes and glittering jewels. Her carefully composed demeanour, however, was a façade.Harold glanced at her sternly. “Be on your best behaviour tonight.”If not for the important gala tonight, she would still be in the lock-up at Spencer's house. He could not come to Anastasia’s in-law's house without his picture-perfect wife by his side. This would raise questions among people of their high society. Claire pouted, leaning toward him in offence. “Hubby, don’t you trust me?”He didn’t hesitate. “Not after what you did to Regina. No.”Her expression hardened but she quickly masked it with a fake smile. “I was
Damien noticed the furrowed brow and the unmistakable worry etched across Anastasia's face as she stared at the screen before her. He stepped closer, his voice calm but laced with concern. “What is wrong? Are you worried about something?”Anastasia turned to him, her expression conflicted. “Regina is investigating my mom,” she said, her tone tinged with disbelief.Damien’s brow shot up in surprise. “Regina? Investigating Fiona?” He tilted his head slightly, puzzled. “Why? She has never shown any interest in Fiona before. What has changed all of a sudden?”Anastasia shook her head. “I don’t know why she would want to dig into my mom’s past. It doesn’t make sense. Regina’s behaviour has been odd lately, like not sticking to her usual script.”Damien’s frown deepened. “Is she only looking into Fiona?”“Not just her,” Anastasia explained, leaning back in her chair. “She is investigating everyone. Fiona, Claire, and even Claire’s past before she married Harold. She is trying to piece toget
Later, Abel walked into the hospital room and found Regina sitting patiently on the bed, scrolling through her iPad. He smiled hesitantly. “Hi.”Regina looked up, setting the device aside. “Hey, how are you feeling?” she asked gently.Abel rubbed the back of his neck, his expression conflicted. “You are probably thinking the baby’s father is completely hopeless. I’m sorry. I was just... startled. So many scenarios were running through my mind. I never imagined I would end up in the same situation as Ronan.”Regina raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her voice. “Is it really that bad?”“No…” he said quickly, shaking his head. “It’s just... I don’t know. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel. There are so many emotions hitting me all at once, and... I’m sorry, Regina.”She smiled warmly at him, her tone soothing. “I understand. Don’t feel guilty. You didn’t run away, and that is more than enough for me.”Abel sighed in relief, her words easing some of his tension. “Thank you for t
“Is he okay?” Regina asked the doctor, her voice was filled with both amusement and embarrassment. She couldn’t believe Abel had fainted when he found out about her pregnancy. He had always acted so tough, talking like he could handle anything, but when it came down to it, he was all talk, like a paper tiger.The doctor reassured her, “He is fine. He just needs a little time to recover.” Then, the doctor seemed to shift focus. “Miss Spencer, I need to talk to you about something. I was reviewing your family’s medical history and noticed that you made a mistake when filling out a form.”Regina felt a knot in her stomach. She hadn’t been feeling well that day and maybe, just maybe, she had made the mistake in a hurry or out of confusion.The doctor continued, “It’s no problem. Let me get the correct information, and I will update it in the system.” The doctor took out a notepad and pen, ready to write down the right details.Regina nodded, trying to shake off her unease. “Okay,” she sai