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I’m certain we can still work things out, and this time, I’m ready to do whatever she wants. I treated her badly for four years, and I need to make it up to her. I have to protect her from danger, it’s my responsibility. I never should have let her go in the first place. There has to be a way to make things right.I was so focused on the company and taking care of Zara that I never cared enough about her. Business always came first, and I made it my top priority.What’s done is done, I can’t change the past. All I can do now is right my wrongs. I’m not sure what exactly I feel inside, but I know we can work things out.I felt a tap on my hand and turned to see Zara. "We are here." She said. I hadn’t realized Jasper had stopped the car, I was too lost in thought."Let’s go inside." I stepped out of the car first, then walked to her side and opened the door for her. Once she was standing next to me, I took her hand. "You need to keep your promise. I don’t want any drama." I warned her."
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EmilyI don’t know who invited him or why he's here, but seeing him makes me uneasy. If I had known Ryan would be this close to me, I would have mentally prepared myself to handle it until I could leave. It’s been months since he stood this near, and the tension is palpable."Are you okay?" Anderson asked, his voice gentle.I forced a smile, trying to appear composed, but deep down, with Ryan just a few feet away, I couldn’t shake the discomfort."I’m okay." I replied, hoping it sounded convincing. Just then, a waitress passed by, and I quickly grabbed two glasses of wine. Handing one to Anderson, we clinked our glasses together before I took a sip, trying to ease the growing tension."Thank you for your assistance. I did most of this with your help, I appreciate it.""You are welcome. Please give me a few minutes, I will be right back." I set the glass down and turned toward the hallway.I needed a moment to clear my head. Ryan’s gaze had been making me uncomfortable, and I had to es
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RyanHer words played repeatedly in my ears. But why don't I believe her? There's no way she's moved on that fast. We spent four years together, she can't throw everything she had for me just like that. It doesn't seem like she was telling the truth, she must have said that to make me stop bothering her.No, I can't believe what she said. When I held her, I'm sure my touch had an effect on her, the way she reacted, she still feels something for me. I need to act quickly, before Anderson takes his chance and makes his way into her heart.I pushed the thought aside, trying to get back to work. As I typed on my keyboard, her face was all I could see. I couldn't get her out of my mind."Boss." I slowly lifted my head to see my manager. I don't recall hearing a knock on the door, how did he get inside?I raised my brows, waiting for an explanation. "I'm sorry, I knocked, but you didn't respond, so I had to come in.""You should have gone back to your office. Next time, wait until I give yo
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I paced back and forth, thinking about what had just happened in the blink of an eye. That was fast, it could have cost me my life if I hadn’t moved quickly. I don’t know where or how the figure was able to reach me.For the past few years, it’s only been threats. I have never received a call before. I must have crossed a line this time for him to actually contact me. But why does he want me to stay away from Emily? In four years of marriage, nothing like this has ever happened. Why now?He doesn’t have a problem with me but with Emily? What has she done to put her life at risk? Whoever this person is, he knows I met her at the launch. But the real question is: was he there? Did he pass by me? How did I not suspect anything? This just proves how dumb I'm for not being more wary.Where do I even start? I can’t trace the call, it came from a burner phone. I need a skilled hacker, someone who can track down this figure.The door to the room swung open, snapping me out of my thoughts. I tu
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Emily I stared at the mirror, reapplying my lip gloss. I hate having dry lips, especially after lunch. I made sure to keep it subtle, and once I was done, I turned, ready to leave the restroom. As I reached for the door, a memory of Ryan pushing it open crept into my mind. I couldn’t stop imagining how he pinned me against the wall, and how I had reacted to his touch. What if something had happened between us during our marriage? Would I have reacted the same way? I couldn’t believe I was having these thoughts. I needed to bury the past. Grabbing the doorknob, I pulled it open and walked out, striding back to my office. I had stayed out of the news until this afternoon, and now, Ryan was caught up in a scandal about being gay, and somehow, I was part of it. My only offense was falling in love with him and proposing marriage in exchange for giving blood. There was no reason to drag me into this mess if I never married him. But wait, was he gay all along? Is that why he never felt
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Who does he think he is? He comes into my work environment to order me around because of his son? A father who should be scolding his child and trying to settle things amicably is instead adding fuel to the fire. What a jerk he raised as a son. I’m certain that Father would have let this slide if his son had come clean and shown remorse. I will make sure he hears the recording. His friend supports whatever his son has been doing and perhaps has been aware of it all along. A knock on my door diverted my attention. Lifting my head, I saw my secretary peeking her head inside. "You have a call from your father." She informed me. I looked at the office telephone on my desk, wondering why he didn’t call my cell phone. "He seems really pissed." She added, closing the door behind her. I picked up the phone and placed it to my ear. "Hello, Father," I said, waiting to hear his tone. I'm not sure why he's angry. "What did you do to Mr. Michael?" He roared, his voice harsh. I didn’t know wha
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As soon as my client left the room, I hurriedly grabbed my bag and followed behind. I needed to get to the address on time, before Anderson left. I received another text from him, stating I was the only one he was waiting for.Once outside, I hopped into the car and settled into the seat, quickly fastening my seatbelt."Where to, ma'am?" Biggy asked."The address I gave you. Take me there." I instructed."Okay, ma'am." He started the car and drove off. For some reason, my heart kept racing as we drove further.I had tried to find out who was in the car and where the person had been taken after the accident. But even the emergency responders who came to the rescue said they didn’t know what happened after the body was removed from the scene.I had spoken to Anderson about it before, and he asked me to let it go since I was trying to be discreet. But now that he had found out more, I wasn’t sure why he had investigated further."We have arrived, ma'am." Biggy informed me. I looked aroun
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"What do you think I should do? I can’t leave her here like this, knowing I’m the cause of all this. I need to find out what happened."I was determined to uncover the truth. It would feel selfish to walk away without understanding what led to this. It’s clear that I was the target that day, there’s no way she would have driven onto the highway without seeing the truck heading for the car.I caught a glimpse of Anderson watching me, his arms folded across his chest."How sure are you she’s here because of you? I didn’t look into this to make you blame yourself." He said, almost in a whisper.I sighed, understanding his point. He is right, I might be overreacting, blaming myself for something beyond my control. I needed to take things slowly.I felt a hand on my shoulder, and when I looked up, I met Anderson's eyes."We don’t have much time. Let’s go. I promise to dig deeper and find out who’s behind this. If it has anything to do with you, I will let you know." His words felt like an
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EmilyThe echoing sound startled everyone in the dining room. Father, who was closest to the exit, hurriedly stood up and made his way into the living room. Seeing how urgently he moved, we followed behind.Upon stepping into the living room, we saw Ethan rushing down the stairs, a bit disheveled."What is going on? I called you for breakfast, and you didn’t show up." Mother said as he took the last step down.Ethan didn’t respond. Instead, he grabbed his keys from the table and was about to head out when Father stopped him."Did you not hear what your mother said?" Father asked firmly. Ethan paused, almost stumbling but quickly caught himself by grabbing the wall for support."I’m sorry, Father. I heard her, but I need to track one of the twins now. He just left his address." Ethan said hurriedly, and without waiting for a response, he dashed out of the room.Mother sighed heavily. "What is really going on? I don’t understand anymore. Why can’t he just be sure of the one behind it?"
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It had been two days since I announced the launch of the new refinery, and today it was happening live. I had invited a few people to grace the occasion, and I was pleased they all showed up to celebrate with me. Most of the invited guests had already left, leaving me with just a handful who stayed behind to keep me company while I addressed some issues. One of them was Mr. Fernandez.I had sent him an invitation, hoping he would come, and to my greatest surprise, he did. I spotted him earlier when most of the guests had gathered. At the time, I was busy inspecting some equipment and walking around the machines when he and his group arrived."Mr. Ryan." one of them called, catching my attention. I stepped back to meet them, extending my hand for a handshake."I'm honored you showed up. Thank you for sparing some time from your busy schedule." I said."You are welcome! Keep up the good work. We will be on our way now." Mr. Fernandez replied.I nodded, gesturing toward the exit. "Let me
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I arrived home and made my way upstairs to freshen up before thinking about grabbing dinner. It had been months since I last cooked, but making something tonight didn’t seem like a bad idea. I dropped my phone on the bed and proceeded to strip off my clothes. While reaching for my T-shirt, I thought I heard some commotion outside. The voices sounded distant, and it would take a minute to get downstairs to check. I ignored it and turned to walk into the washroom when a knock on my bedroom door halted me. "Jasper, is that you?" I asked, waiting quietly for a response. "Yes, we have a problem." He replied, and I immediately thought about the voices I had heard. "Anderson showed up and refuses to leave until he meets you." Anderson? What does he want? Could the police still be watching us? Does he want to get dragged in for questioning? It’s only been a few days since his accomplice died—why is he showing up at my house now? I need to warn him. "I will be downstairs." I responded. He
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Ryan It was late in the evening. I had been indoors working all day, but an idea suddenly popped into my head, prompting me to step out. The death of the figure we held hostage still lingered in my mind. I decided it was time to find out more about the kind of person he was and the people he worked for. If Anderson was truly one of them, then it’s likely they worked together before he was killed. I recalled keeping a business card belonging to one of the men from the abandoned estate where the figure resided. He had claimed he wasn’t a killer, and if he was telling the truth, then I needed to uncover who he really was before that bastard ended his life. I have tried every possible way to catch the perpetrator, but nothing has worked so far. What other avenue is left for me to explore? I was a peaceful young man during my school days, with no issues or conflicts with anyone. Yet here I am, entangled in a web of betrayal and violence. In my line of business, there are many who have
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We spent the entire day moving from one orphanage to another, distributing the items I had asked Ethan to arrange for me. I hadn’t been to the office all day. Though it was the weekend, I still had work to catch up on. As soon as I left the house, we headed to the store where the items were packed.Father was kind enough to hire some guards to accompany me on the journey. I went out with a convoy of vehicles, which I hadn’t expected until they showed up at the location where the goods were stored.The guards helped load everything into the cars, and we set off to deliver the items to the orphanages. It had been a fun and fulfilling day since morning, though I had overheard some of them complaining about being hungry.We had breakfast before leaving, but I guess going there and here, had made them all exhausted. They made a great team, I wasn't just going out with them, they were all entertaining and fun to be with.We were headed to a Christian orphanage run by a group of reverend sis
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As we arrived at the courthouse, I spotted the lawyer outside, engaged in a conversation with an elderly lady. The area was slightly crowded, making me wonder if the session had already concluded.Stepping out of the car, my gaze shifted to Adams, who was emerging from the courthouse exit. His expression was dark, and moments later, his father followed behind him, both looking tense. I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to put them in such a mood.I walked toward the lawyer, who waved me over. As I approached, I noticed Adams heading in my direction. Ignoring him, I focused on the lawyer."Don’t tell me I’m late. I left as soon as I called you." I said, standing beside the elderly lady he had been speaking to, exchanging greetings."When you called, we were about to enter the courthouse. The evidence you provided was strong enough to wrap things up quickly." He replied."Emily, I need to talk to you." Adams interrupted, his voice firm."I'm sorry, you can't see her. Please lea
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EmilyIf I hadn't grown up a bit before Father left us, I wouldn't have believed what Mother told me a few hours ago. I had a rough childhood, and he was never there for me. Mother wasn’t allowed to show me love, which I guess was why she lied to me—saying he had died—and ran away with me.But did he really tell her he wouldn’t come home unless she sent me back to the orphanage? Did he divorce her because of that? How could he have trust issues when he knew she liked his friend before he made his intentions known to her?Two best friends fell in love with her, but she ended up with him. Such a miserable man I call Father. How could he even think Mother slept with his best friend when she was married to him? Was he that insecure because he was lucky to wed her instead of his friend?Mother did the right thing by leaving him. I'm glad I didn't grow up with him. Who knows, he might have killed me by now and claimed it was an accident. I have a father who cherishes me, I should hold him d
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Ryan I sat in the car, waiting for Zara to come prove she was in her hostel and not somewhere else. The clip my men sent me played on repeat in my head, a video of her walking out of Empire Company. What was she doing there? I had warned her countless times to stay away from Emily. The last time she interfered in Emily’s business, she got a punch for her efforts. And now, she had the audacity to go all the way to her company. For what exactly? I sent Zara to this school for a reason, to study and, most importantly, to stay away from Emily. But clearly, a two-hour drive wasn’t enough of a deterrent for her. If she needed anything, why couldn’t she have called Jasper? Or me? Instead, she chose to disobey, as if my warnings meant nothing. She had claimed she was in her hostel over an hour ago, saying she needed to freshen up before coming out. But the timeline didn’t add up. It was clear she hadn’t been in her hostel, at least not the whole time. And now I was left to wonder how man
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As I swiped it open, a video clip popped up, and I proceeded to play it. The sight of what I saw almost made me drop my phone. Remembering I was still in the reception area, I hurried down to my office and shut the door behind me. Watching the clip, I clutched my chest, struggling to breathe. This has been happening right under my nose, and I’m just finding out? How long has he been sleeping with her? Did he really sleep with her? Unable to take it any longer, I let the tears roll down my cheeks, crying out the pain that surged through me. Is this why he never looked at me with love? I tried for four long years, was I never good enough for him? What did I do to deserve this? Was liking him my mistake? Has he been with her all these years? Where? How? And why am I just finding out now? I reached for my face and wiped my tears away. He’s not worth it. Why should I cry? It’s been months already, but I still can’t get over him, no matter how much effort I put in. Fine, we are divorce
