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Mr. Creed stood in front of the screen, watching the headlines flash across it...all covering the same scandal. A satisfied smirk played on his lips as he took in the chaos unfolding.Behind him, Tyrese watched in silence as Creed rejoiced."Let’s see how you get out of this, Anderson, Nobody will even talk about your victory", Creed murmured, his eyes gleaming with victory.….……A few hours ago after Max had landed before Mr Green even went for Kristen.The moment the car pulled up to Max’s estate, Mr. Valtor swung the door open and stormed out... his steps heavy with fury. His wife, Julia, rushed after him, calling his name, but he didn’t stop. He was a man on a mission and that mission was to tear into his son for the disgrace he had just witnessed.The grand doors of the mansion opened and there stood Max.But before he could utter a wordBam!A sharp blow landed across his jaw.Max’s head jerked to the side but he didn’t retaliate. He didn’t even flinch as his father grabbed him
The studio lights blazed which casting a crisp glow against the pristine white backdrop. Photographers and assistants moved swiftly, adjusting cameras and perfecting the lighting.Lena was in her element. She posed effortlessly, her radiant smile never faltering. She twirled, laughed and reached for Max’s hand at every opportunity, ensuring the cameras captured them as the picture perfect couple.Max, on the other hand, stood stiffly beside her. His jaw was tight, his hands in his pockets between shots. When the photographer told them to get closer, Lena eagerly wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder."Smile, Max," she whispered sweetly, tilting her head up at him.He forced a small smirk, but his eyes were cold and empty.The cameras clicked."Perfect!" the photographer called out. "You two look amazing together!"Lena giggled and adjusted her dress before leaning into Max again. "I told you this would be fun!" she said, running a hand down his chest.Max
Lena stepped into her room, closing the door behind her with a satisfied smile. She tossed her bag onto the bed and let out a small laugh as she felt victorious.“Finally,” she whispered to herself. Everything was going exactly how she wanted.She glanced outside...'' Let's see how you get out of there, no one is coming to save you this time''….…….“Do you know what you’re asking for, Ma’am? Your friend should be in jail by now.”The police officer leaned over the counter with a stern expression as he said...Noami clenched her fists, frustration bubbling inside her. “She did nothing wrong! She’s innocent, please trust me!”The officer scoffed. “Do you think this is how it works? If everyone came here crying, should we let all the criminals go?”Noami’s eyes filled with tears as she begged. “Please, just let me see her for a few minutes.”The officer narrowed his eyes. “If you’re not careful, you’ll end up in a cell next to her. Now leave before I close my eyes and open them again.”No
Max burst through the hospital doors, his breath was heavy as his entire body was covered in Naomi’s blood. His eyes were wide with panic as he shouted, "Doctor! Somebody help!" His voice echoed through the halls.Doctors and nurses rushed toward him, but he couldn’t wait....he carried Naomi straight inside with trembling arms. "She’s losing too much blood! Do something!" he demanded..A nurse tried to take Naomi from him, but he wouldn’t let go. His grip tightened as if he could hold onto her life himself. "Sir, please, let us handle this!" a doctor insisted.Max hesitated, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. He finally laid her on the stretcher, watching as they wheeled her away. His hands, stained red, hung in the air before he clenched them into fists. His legs felt weak, his vision blurred, but he forced himself to stay standing."Please… save her," he whispered, his voice barely audible.Just then, the doors to the emergency room slammed shut in front of him, leaving him standing
The ambulance had just taken its left on the main road…and Ryan did same, still having a heavy smile on his face….As he drove, a memory flashed in his mind….how he had made this possible.''Time to make a claim'' he whispered, and with that, he walked out of sight.Ryan burst into the hospital, his voice urgent. “Where is my wife? Where is she?” He looked around frantically as he played the part of a distressed husband.A doctor stepped forward, his expression calm but skeptical. “Sir, who are you referring to?”Ryan exhaled sharply, as if barely keeping himself together. “Naomi Macy. My wife! She was brought in earlier, and I need to transfer her to a better facility immediately.”The doctor frowned. “That’s impossible. We need her family’s authorization”Ryan cut him off, pulling out his phone. “Here. Look at this!” He shoved the screen toward the doctor, displaying multiple photos of himself and Naomi together. Some were edited, others manipulated, but convincing enough.The doctor
Max stepped out of the car, his body heavy with exhaustion. His tie was loosened, his shirt slightly wrinkled, but none of it mattered. His mind was elsewhere.As he walked toward the door, his foot hit something small. A faint glint caught his eye. He frowned and knelt down to see what it was. His fingers brushed over the dirt, and then he saw it. It was a ring and it looked familiar...His breath caught.Slowly, he picked it up, his hands trembled as he wiped off the dust. The moment his fingers closed around it, a memory crashed into him."Will you marry me again?"Kristen’s voice, her hesitant smile, the way she looked at him that night.....it all came rushing back.“Kristen…” he whispered, his eyes scanning the empty space around him. His chest tightened. He turned in circles, gripping the ring tighter.“Kristen!” he called out again. But there was no answer. Just silence.He exhaled sharply as he pressed the ring to his chest.Max rushed inside, still holding onto the ring tight
Lena stood in front of the mirror, smiling at her reflection.Her dress sparkled. Her hair was perfect. Today was her day.She touched her lips lightly, then turned to the makeup artist."Make sure everything stays flawless. I can’t have anything going wrong."She glanced at her phone...still no message from Max.But she didn’t panic. Not today.“I’m not stressing out today,” she whispered to herself.Just then, the door opened and her parents stepped in.Lena lit up. “Mom, Dad!”“Out, everyone,” she said quickly to the makeup team. “Give us a minute.”Her dad looked her up and down with a smile on his face.“Are you sure you’re the bride this time?” he teased.Lena rolled her eyes with a playful laugh. “Of course, duhhh.”They all chuckled.“I told you not to stress yourselves coming,” she added as she adjusted her veil in the mirror.“Give us a break, princess,” her dad said. “We wouldn’t miss this.....even if it was the tiniest celebration.”He leaned in and kissed her forehead gent
Max walked slowly toward the altar, his steps heavy and his face serious. He adjusted his clip as he moved, and every step was measured.Lena, who was seated on the altar side, suddenly stood up when she heard the murmurs.When she turned, she saw Max approaching, and a small grin crossed her face. I knew you were definitely going to show your face, she thought.Max reached her side, and without a moment's hesitation, Lena rushed forward and hugged him. Her hands slipped under his shirt as she clutched him tightly."I’m sorry for being late," he muttered as he gently parted her hair.Max then turned to the gathered guests and apologized.The atmosphere held its breath, Every eye watched as the tension gradually dissolved into a delicate moment of forgiveness.…....Now, everything moved along like nothing had happened.Next clipLena’s dad stood beside her, adjusting himself with a proud smile. “Shall we?” he asked softly, offering his arm.Lena, her face glowing beneath the laced vei
"Let's see how you free yourself from this one," Lena muttered to herself as she slowly walked to a seat, her gaze still fixed on the man."Can't say no to the finest wine," the sugar baby man said, taking a glass from the waitress' tray. He sipped it and swaggered forward.….."Ah, I thought you weren't going to come," a man called out as he stopped in front of him."Haha, you know I never miss any party, Mark... late but never miss," Sugar Baby responded with a chuckle.The man laughed in response and gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder before turning to exchange a few words with a nearby guest.....Kristen nodded her head as she took a step forward after speaking with one of the men.Without knowing, Sugar Baby and her bumped into each other."So sorry, Sir," Kristen said, turning to face him."No problem," Sugar Baby said, turning equally.Kristen stared at him for a brief second, her eyes slightly blinking."My sweet Sugar baby," the man muttered with surprise as he looked a
"Hahaha, come in," Mr. Morgan said, laughing warmly as he led a group of men inside.....all dressed sharply, clearly important like himself.As they walked in, two security personnel stood at the entrance, checking every guest.“Good evening, ma'am. May I have your name and invitation card?” one of them asked politely.“Kristen Roses,” she replied softly, handing over her card.The guard looked at it, nodded, and handed it back.“Welcome to Mr. Morgan’s 67th birthday celebration, ma'am.”Kristen nodded with a small smile, hiding the nervous flutter in her chest.“Shall we?” another guard said, stepping aside to let her through.Taking a deep breath, Kristen stepped inside the venue.She tried not to stare too much, keeping her head low as she made her way through the crowd.Inside, the ballroom is filled with elegantly dressed guests, all chatting and laughing as soft music plays in the background. Crystal lights sparkle from the ceiling.Kristen walks in, forcing polite smiles and nod
"Welcome. This is going to be your new office. I hope it works well for you," Mr. Creed said as he stepped in with Kristen by his side."Thank you, sir. This is more than I expected," Kristen replied with appreciation."No need to thank me," Mr. Creed said with a faint smile. "I'll leave you to settle in while I take care of a few things."Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, a smile lingering on his face as he disappeared down the hallway.................Mr. Creed met Tyrese just outside the hallway, pausing briefly before both men stood in front of his office. Without a word, he opened the door and gestured for Tyrese to enter first.Inside, Mr. Creed moved with an air of authority, crossing the room and settling into his chair. As he arranged a few documents on his desk, taking his time, the finally looked up at Tyrese, who stood tall and silent waiting to hear a word from him."Hmmm, he cleared his throat as he began…I want you to begin a full search into he
Kristen’s hands shook as she tore off the wires attached to her arms. The monitor beside her beeped wildly, then went flat.“Miss, please....you need to rest!” the nurse rushed over as she tried to hold her gently. The doctor stepped forward. “Hey, listen. You just woke up. Your body is still recovering, and you’re....”“I said I can’t stay here!” Kristen exclaimed, her voice trembling and breaking. Her eyes darted around the room, wide with fear. “I don’t even know what happened to me…”She shoved the blanket away and swung her legs off the bed. The cold floor felt like ice against her bare feet, but she didn’t stop. Her head spun, and her knees almost gave way.The nurse caught her just in time. “Please, you’re not strong enough to walk. Just lie down”Kristen clutched the nurse’s arm, her low and broken voice she said. “I need to get out of here. Please… I can’t breathe.”The doctor shared a concerned glance with the nurse, then nodded slowly. “Alright,” he said softly. “We won’t s
"We have about 6 hours until everything clears from her eyes," Charles said, his grip on the phone tighter as he made a step into the room. Kristen laid there motionless, still fully unconscious."Do whatever you want with her... dump her somewhere," the person on the other end said."Sure," Charles said as he ended the call.Charles slipped his phone into his pocket, just as the door creaked open. The lingerie lady stepped in, crossing her arms behind her as she surveyed the room. Her eyes briefly flickered over Kristen’s motionless form before shifting to Charles."You want us to keep her here?" she asked, her tone casual, but with an edge.Charles didn’t look at her as he answered. “No. They’ll come for her back.” He turned to her sharply. “Thank you. I’ll have the rest sent to your account.”The lady simply nodded her head, chewing her gum with a lazy smile. “Sure thing,” she replied, unbothered, as if this was all just another day’s work.Without another word, Charles turned and w
“Hey, sugar baby,” a man in black socks muttered as he stepped inside, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips.Slowly, his pants slid down while his gaze remained fixed on the bed where Kristen lay unaware of his presence. He pulled off his white tee and tossed it to the floor, revealing a large belly that jiggled with every movement.“Sugar baby…” he said again, his voice low and thick as he climbed onto the bed, settling himself above her motionless body. He muttered "sugar baby" once more as he climbed onto the bed, letting out a soft moan while leaning over Kristen's body.“Are you ready to have some fun?” he muttered, a crooked grin spread across his face.He gently took Kristen's hand, raising it gradually toward his face. With a disturbing calm, he began sniffing along her skin, trailing from her wrist down toward her elbow. His eyes fluttered briefly as he exhaled, completely lost in the moment.When his head lowered near her breast, a soft, unsettling moan slipped from his
A couple of days later…Lena spotted Max stepping out of the house. “Max,” she called sweetly as she rushed towards him.She reached up to adjust the collar of his shirt. “Where are you going?” she asked with a forced smile.Max gently removed her hands without saying a word. He turned and walked past her without even glancing back.Lena stood still, watching him go, but a small smile tugged at her lips. She pulled out her phone and quickly typed a message:You know what to do. Make sure everything goes as planned. Ruin everything and I’ll have your head.She pressed send and smirked. “What’s coming next…” she muttered under her breath, “he won’t recover from.”With that, she turned and walked away.Just as Max reached for his car door, his phone buzzed. A quick look at the caller ID told him everything he needed to know. He answered.Seconds later, his expression tightened.Without a moment's pause, he hung up the call, jumped into his car, and drove away quickly.….………………………..
Kristen walked into the building with a hopeful heart. It wasn’t a grand place.......nothing luxurious.....but it was hers. A fresh start. A chance to prove herself.She smiled politely at the front desk and introduced herself, holding her appointment letter carefully. “I’m Kristen Rose. I was told to report for my trial this morning.”The receptionist checked the list, paused… then looked up.“Wait here, please.”Kristen waited, watching people walk by with files in hand and purpose in their steps. She imagined herself being part of them.Minutes passed. Then the HR manager walked out.“Miss Rose, may I speak with you privately?”Kristen followed unsure of what she might say. The door shut behind them.“I’ll be direct with you,” the woman began. “We’ve received an urgent message from one of our board members. He’s advised that your appointment be withdrawn with immediate effect.”Kristen blinked. “What? Why?”“I wasn’t given details, only that your presence here could compromise cer
“Kristen!” Max called out as he leaned his head out the car window.He saw her walking away… slipping further into the crowd.“What are you doing?” Lena said quickly, grabbing his arm to stop him from leaning out too far.Just then, the traffic light turned green. Engines around them roared, ready to move.“Max, stop it!” Lena shouted, panic rising in her voice.“Kristennn!” Max called again. He pulled his head back in and reached for the car door, about to open it.The car jerked forward slightly with the movement of traffic, but he didn’t care.“What are you doing, Max?!” Lena cried, still clinging to his arm.Before anyone could stop him, Max was already out of the car, rushing to cross the road.He ran straight into moving traffic, weaving through cars. Horns blared, but he didn’t stop. He managed to make it across.Lena’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest. “Max!” she cried. Without thinking, she flung the door open and got down too.As she hurried across, the sudden roar of a m