"Good morning, Mum and Dad," Desiree greeted cheerfully as she approached the dining table. Her parents responded while she kissed them both on the cheek."How are you feeling this morning, Dad?" she asked."I'm feeling well, dear. In fact, I'm feeling better than I've ever felt," her father answere
Tears brightened her father's eyes, reflecting in his voice when he spoke. "And I truly appreciate that, sweetheart. But you can't deny that it has become too much ever since the doctor said I didn't have much time to live. You and your mother have been sacrificing so much for me, your mum especiall
“How the fuck did this happen, Renzo? How the fuck?" Gerald was currently at the port, ripping into the manager of the crew who handled his shipments. They'd called him hours ago to inform him that one of his shipments which was currently the most important one whose items were worth billions of do
Liam felt a surge of panic. "I am, Michael. I am all those things. Why do you suddenly think otherwise?”"Stop calling me by my first name, Liam,” Michael snapped, glaring at him. “Only my loved ones have the privilege to do that. And you are no longer one of them.”Liam gritted his teeth, forcing h
The next moment, Michael picked up his phone and was about to call someone, but Liam was quick, slapping the phone out of his hand. "What do you think you're doing?" He gritted out harshly, grabbing Michael by the collar. "You now think so highly of that bastard, don't you? Well, your dear Gerald i
After stepping out of the study room, Liam darted his eyes around as casually as he could, trying to see if there was anyone nearby. To his luck, there still seemed to be nobody around.Still, he remained casual as he slipped out of the house, knowing that there were CCTV cameras outside. He wasn't
Staring at her mother, Desiree let out a sigh. Even though her mother looked ahead at the platform, clapping her hands along with the other guests at the Carnival of Love, she was obviously distracted. Lines of worry and anxiety marred her forehead and swirled around her mouth, making her appear a
"Gerald, how's my father doing?" Desiree questioned. Her mother stepped ahead of her, gazing at Gerald with tears in her eyes. "How's my husband doing, Gerald? How's Michael? Please tell me he hasn't left me. Please tell me he's still with me." She threw her arms around Gerald, breaking down into