The ride from Adeline’s house to their mansion was filled with silence as Anastasia appeared equated as she was looking out of window with sleepy eyes. It had been quite late at night. As they were going home, Damien got a message from his secretary who said, “Boss, someone is trying to a do a back up check on Mrs Callahan. We saw someone trying to follow her today.” Damien was alarmed. He turned to look at Anastasia who was still looking out of the window and replied, “It must be Harold. Keep an eye on what he is upto.” He then called her name softly, “Anastasia?”She turned to face him, blinking away the sleep. “Hmm?”“Someone is trying to run a background check on you,” Damien said. Anastasia’s drowsiness evaporated as his words sank in. “Do you want to allow it?”Anastasia frowned slightly. “Who is it?”“I believe it is your father,” Damien replied.Anastasia nodded thoughtfully. “Can I decide what he finds out?”“Of course,” Damien assured her.“Then I will let you know what he
Later that afternoon as Anastasia was about to leave for the office, a maid approached her and said, “Madam, master didn’t take his lunch box. He doesn’t eat outside food.”Anastasia checked the time. It was around the time Damien usually ate and she was already running late. “Okay, give it to me,” she replied. “I’ll take it to him.”She drove to Damien’s office. Since the car was registered under his name, she had no trouble getting into the parking lot. As she stepped out of the car, she happened to see Regina nearby. Anastasia immediately turned her face away as she was not in the mood to deal with the scheming woman.It wasn’t Anastasia herself that irritated Regina, it was the car she was driving. The car was extremely precious to Damien. He wouldn’t even let Abel or Ronan drive it, yet here was Anastasia who was known for her reckless driving,driving it. Seriously? Regina was fuming with jealousy and anger. For years, she had loved Damien and spent all the time caring for him af
Today, Damien had an important meeting scheduled at the Nyx Nightclub. It was a confidential and slightly dangerous affair as the other party had ties to the Mafia. As they negotiated, the deal wasn’t progressing and the two sides took a break to discuss their terms privately. Damien was seated in another VIP section with his team. While waiting, he happened to spot Regina chatting with a member of the other party.Soon after, the man walked toward Damien with Regina by his side. Taking a seat next to Damien, the man said, “Mr. Callahan, you didn’t mention you brought your fiancée with you. No need to hide such a beautiful lady.”Damien was about to respond but Regina quickly responded, “Thank you, but I will leave you gentlemen to your discussion. I’m here with a friend.”As Regina walked away, Damien noticed the man’s lewd gaze following her. He could tell what the other party was aiming for. These people were known for using underhanded tactics to close deals. They likely thought th
The Spencer family crowded around the Callahan family as Claire arrived with her husband.Claire said, "Matriarch Callahan, you must give us a proper explanation."Matriarch Callahan was Damien's grandmother and the current head of the Callahan family and gave Damien a disappointed look. The Spencer family was not a group they could afford to offend. She said, "My grandson insists it wasn’t intentional. He didn’t know those people would use Regina against him.""But they did," Claire replied. "And it is my daughter who is suffering. She is in the hospital, being treated for the drug they injected into her. Do you realise she could have died, or... I can’t even bear to think about what else she could have gone through." She added, "And on top of that, he refuses to take responsibility for her. The whole media is calling her Damien’s fiancée and he doesn’t even want to acknowledge it. Why did he waste her youth if he was going to show her this kind of disrespect?"Matriarch Callahan sai
"Anna, where are you?" Austin’s voice was filled with concern. "I have been trying to reach you since morning. You are not answering your phone.""I'm sorry," Anna replied weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was sleeping."Austin's frustration seeped through. "The designs… they aren’t working out. The artisans said they are falling apart. They are hard to execute in reality, and they don’t even look the same as in the sketches. The contest is in two days and we still can’t get it right."Anna snapped out of her daze. She had been so caught up in her personal life, especially her relationship struggles, that she had neglected the real reason she came back to New York. How could she have let this happen? A bitter smile crossed her lips as guilt gnawed at her. Her mother had passed away and yet here she was, chasing after love instead of focusing on her purpose.“I will come to the lab, Austin,” Anna said. She realized the gravity of the situation. None of her designs were comple
The comments on the social media post were like this:@ArisUser2BC: The essence of life according to me is achieving the state of eudaimonia, as Aristotle used the term to express “happiness.” And do you know what gives me eudaimonia? *Evil laughing* Being between my girl’s legs. Kidding, it's food and doing nothing that gives me the greatest pleasure of happiness. I think the government should work to provide citizens with free food so they don’t have to work, and we can all live a work-free and happy life.@GodisDead: The essence of life is power. Maximizing power. Nothing else matters when you are powerful.@Peacefulglobalcitizen2024: Love, compassion, world peace, and striving to achieve these should be the essence of life. What will power and the happiness of a single person do if the world is burning, if genocide is happening all around us, if innocent humans are caught in the crossfire set by governments? The essence of life should be walking past the borders of hate, violence,
Behind the stage, all the contestants were getting ready with their models. When Regina arrived, she greeted Arabella, Abel’s sister, who was modeling for her. “Arabella, you look beautiful in the outfit.”Arabella looked at herself in the mirror and felt good. “Yes, you are very talented, Regina.”Regina replied, “Thank you for coming on such short notice. I know your dates were full—”Arabella waved her hand. “Come on, you are my brother’s friend. I can do this for you. He never requests me for anything. As for other shows, today I had nothing planned, but I will be leaving for L.A. tomorrow evening. I have an important shoot. I should be there by now,but my brother came with a sudden request, and I could not say no.”Regina was shocked. “Abel asked you to help me?”Arabella laughed. “Of course! Aren’t you guys friends?”Regina smiled. Well, in their four-person group, she and Abel were always fighting with each other. He was too pro-Anastasia, and she hated him for his stance. She
“For the last contestant of the evening, please welcome to the stage, Anastasia Spencer!”The auditorium went dark as the sound of heels clicking echoed before the spotlight illuminated a striking figure entering the stage. Anastasia was dressed in an elegant white gown and exuded confidence with her walk. Snake-shaped earrings dangled gracefully from her ears as it caught the light as she made her way to the center of the stage."I would like to call my models to the stage," Anastasia announced with a poised smile as her eyes sweeping the room before lingering briefly on her husband in the audience. With a subtle shift, she returned her attention to the judges and continued, "After the presentation, I will provide a brief explanation of each piece my models are wearing. Dear judges, you have detailed descriptions of the designs in the cards placed before you."The show began.The first model appeared on the ramp, adorned in a white and green dress that perfectly complemented the exqui
Many times, blood does not define relationships. Anastasia understood this better than anyone, and now Damien was living this truth as well.When Asher and Ashton were brought to their new home, they were awestruck. It took them an entire month to come to terms with the reality of their new life. Accepting Anastasia and Damien as their parents wasn’t easy, but all four of them were working hard to build a family together.It was the weekend. The boys had recently been enrolled in a new school and adjusting to the fast-paced curriculum of an international private school had been challenging for them. However, their parents were fully committed to helping them succeed.Despite it being a holiday, Damien woke the kids up early.Asher, the older of the two, groaned. “Do I really have to get up?”Though he was respectful to Anastasia and Damien, Asher had a frosty demeanour—his coldness rivalled that of Antarctica.“Yes, you do,” Damien said firmly. “We agreed that today you would learn ho
It was a special day for Anastasia and Damien.For the past few days, the couple has been discussing adoption, a decision that feels monumental to both of them. Today, they have taken the first big step by visiting an orphanage. The thought of becoming parents for the first time has made them both nervous and excited. They have spent countless hours talking it over with friends and family, weighing the decision carefully before finally moving forward.“Mr. and Mrs. Callahan, we currently have 50 children in our orphanage,” the manager explained warmly as he led them through the hallways.The place was bustling with life, filled with laughter and the curious eyes of children. Anastasia and Damien took their time talking to many of them. Each child had a unique personality, and their innocent charm brought smiles to the couple's faces.But as much as Anastasia wanted to feel an immediate connection, something inside her told her to wait. None of the children she met so far felt like her
As planned, Regina went to meet her father at a café.Harold sat quietly, staring at his cup of coffee. His thoughts were heavy. Both his daughters had refused to come back to his house, and that hurt more than he wanted to admit. He also knew why Damien always came with Anastasia. It was so she could feel safe in the mansion she grew up in but now couldn’t stand.Deep down, Harold knew the truth. The blame wasn’t on his kids or even Claire. It was him. His pride had ruined everything.“How are you?” Harold asked when Regina sat down across from him.Regina looked beautiful. Her pregnancy glow made her even more radiant, and though she had gained some weight, it suited her. At that moment, Harold thought she looked just like Fiona in her younger days.He had always seen more of Fiona in Regina than in Anastasia. For years, he told himself it was just his guilt talking. A reminder of the affair that had destroyed their family.But now, he couldn’t ignore it anymore. He was the one who
Regina glanced at her phone, her brow furrowed as she read the message from Giovanni:“Regina, I wanted to let you know that I’m going out for a project, and Gideon is staying with his dad. I can’t take care of her, and I doubt she’ll appreciate staying alone with just her caretaker. If you can, either visit her often or consider living with her.”A wave of worry washed over her. Over the past few months, she had been caring for the woman she’d found in the dungeon. Though she wouldn’t admit it aloud, she had grown attached to her. The woman’s warm and loving nature made it impossible to remain distant.“What’s wrong?” Abel asked, noticing the concern etched on his wife’s face.Regina hesitated before responding. “Actually, I have been taking care of someone—a friend. She is sick, and the person who has been looking after her needs to leave town. She doesn’t like being alone with her caretaker, and I’m not sure what to do.”“She can stay with us,” Abel suggested without hesitation. “W
A round of applause echoed through the courthouse as Regina and Abel signed the marriage certificates, officially becoming husband and wife. Anastasia and Ronan served as witnesses, while Adeline and Damien stood by, offering their unwavering moral support.After the formalities, the celebratory mood carried the group to the Smith House, where Abel’s parents had arranged an intimate party for family and close friends. Glasses were raised high as everyone toasted. “To Abel and Regina!” Mr. Smith beamed with pride, his voice filled with emotion. “I have never been happier than I am today, seeing my son start this new chapter.”Mrs. Smith leaned into her husband with a playful smile. “Well, except for the day when we got married.”The crowd laughed as they were charmed by the couple’s banter.Damien added. “Honestly, I still can’t wrap my head around it. Abel—married? And about to be a father? It feels like we have stepped into an alternate reality.”Ronan smirked, adding his two cents
say we couldn’t be seen together?”Claire stood before her and said in frustration and exasperation. “I told you not to come here. What part of that didn’t you understand?”Eleanor crossed her arms defiantly. “Why can’t I come? You don’t get to lecture me about this, Claire. You have kept me locked up in that house for months! I came here on my merit.”Claire’s eyes flashed. “If I hadn’t locked you up, you would have been punished far worse. Do you have any idea what you have done? Picking a fight with Anastasia and her friend was reckless!”Eleanor rolled her eyes. “Reckless? I was standing up for myself. They are not untouchable, Claire.”Claire’s voice dropped to a sharp whisper. “You don’t understand the consequences of your actions.”Eleanor’s defiance wavered, but she masked it with a glare. “Maybe you should stop underestimating me.”Claire sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “You don’t get it, do you? It’s not about underestimating you. It’s about protecting you—from your
“Abel and I are going to the courthouse tomorrow to get married. Would you like to be my witness?” Regina asked casually, as though she had just invited Anastasia for coffee. Her tone was like she and Anastasia had been a pair of best sisters all these years. Well, what was she supposed to do with the fact that Anastasia was no longer her half-sister? They shared the same parents. This made them full siblings. She had nothing to fight with this woman, right? Anastasia was annoying but she could do with it. Anastasia’s jaw dropped. “You are getting married? To Abel? And you want me to be your witness? Tell me the truth, were you smoking pot, Regina?”Regina burst out laughing. “Trust me, my life story is smoking pot.” She wiped a tear of amusement from her eye before adding, “Yes, I’m marrying Abel. He is a nice guy. I’m not looking for love. Giving a stable home to our kids before they arrive feels like the responsible thing to do. And if the marriage doesn’t last, that is okay too.
Anastasia stepped out of the banquet hall and found Regina sitting on a bench in the expansive garden of the Callahan mansion. Regina who was usually poised and sophisticated held a paper plate with a large slice of chocolate cake and was eating it with an unabashed delight that seemed out of character.For a moment, Anastasia simply stared at her but her curiosity was piqued by the rare sight.Regina’s gaze lifted and when she noticed Anastasia, she extended the plate with her used plastic fork. “Destiny was right. The birthday cake was awful, but this—” she gestured toward the cake with a satisfied sigh, “This tastes like heaven.”Anastasia raised an eyebrow.Regina grinned and said, “I walked an entire mile in these heels to get this cake from a bakery. The reviews didn’t lie. It’s worth every step.”Anastasia gaped. “You walked a mile? In those heels? Why didn’t you just tell Abel?”Regina shrugged nonchalantly. “I didn’t want to disturb him. He was with his friends. Besides, I ne
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, s