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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
Emily The 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
As we left the house, I turned to Lincoln to ask about Biggy. He told me that Biggy had reached out to him, asking him to pick me up in his place. What happened? Where had Biggy gone? He hadn’t told Lincoln where he was heading, and the thought of him leaving without informing me nagged at my mind. Looking in Lincoln's direction, I leaned forward slightly. "Please drop me at the Mayor's house." I instructed, leaning back against the headrest and staring out the window. Before I could process my thoughts, the car came to a sudden halt, pulling my attention back to him. "What’s going on? The car seems fine." I said, puzzled by the abrupt stop. "I'm sorry, ma'am. The car is fine, I was the one who stopped it." He explained. I stared at him in astonishment. Why was he stopping? What for? Without waiting for my response, he tried to explain himself. "I don’t think you should go to the Mayor's house." He said cautiously. I frowned, trying to understand his reasoning, but his words were
I left the house, fumed. This should be the last time he treats Father like trash. He must have forgotten who put him in that position. I reached for the car, hopped inside, and settled into the chair. "Let's go." I instructed, fastening my seatbelt. He started the engine and drove out of the compound. I hoped this would serve as a warning, Father is not someone he can look down on. Just like the saying goes, you bite the hand that feeds you, and that's accurately what they are planning to do to him. But it won't work. If he's mad because I asked him to leave my office, then he should take it up with me, not Father. They could claim he didn’t raise me well, but thanks to my mother, they can shift the blame to her. She wouldn’t mind that. "The secretary called." He said. Slowly, I turned to look in his direction and saw him stealing glances at me through the rearview mirror. "Is everything okay?" I asked further. "She said a parcel came for you." A parcel? Could it be one of tho
Upon reaching the parking lot, we got into the company car and headed to the hospital. While Lincoln was out there trying to uncover the truth behind that picture, I needed to put an end to Zara’s lies. I had planned to confront Alex, let’s see if he would deny knowing that Grace is Ryan’s nieces. I doubted he was even aware of it. I didn’t want to let the clip Zara sent me bother me anymore. I have had enough of her shenanigans. It was time she stopped crossing paths with me. If she had been disguising herself as his sister, Alex wouldn’t hesitate to expose her once he finds out. "Ma’am, are you sure you are okay?" I heard my secretary say, pulling me out of my thoughts. I flashed her a smile. "I’m fine. I just hope Lincoln finds out who’s behind all this." She returned the smile and reached for my hand. "I don’t know if I have told you this before, but I’m proud of you." Her words struck a chord. I still remembered the first time she told me how proud she was. Sporadically I won
I rushed into the hospital, stopping at the receptionist's desk, panting for breath. Recognizing me, she offered a polite smile."Hello! Please, have you seen my father?" I asked, struggling to steady my voice. I had no idea where they had taken him."He came in with a patient." She replied. "Try the surgery room. I think that’s where they took the patient."Without wasting another second, I hurried toward the surgery room, my secretary close behind. When we arrived, the hallway was eerily quiet, with no one outside. It didn’t look like any surgery was taking place, the silence was unsettling.If the receptionist had directed me here, then the patient’s condition must have been critical. But why wasn’t anyone around? Not even a nurse to confirm if he had been brought in for surgery.Panic began to bubble up inside me. What could have happened? He hadn’t mentioned leaving, especially when he knew he was supposed to bring me to the office.We looked around the area, but there wasn’t a s
I just listened to his gibberish. What he’s been saying doesn’t make any sense to me. So, he came all the way here just to rant nonsense? Who on earth isn’t aware of what happens at their own company? A company where he’s the director, yet so many things go on under his supervision, and he claims he’s not even aware.He’s not even remorseful. The audacity of him to boldly say I had no right to go for an interview without reaching out to him to settle things amicably!What is there to settle? He sounded like we had unresolved issues from the past, but I have e never had any business with him before. His company was the first to release news of my divorce with Ryan, so why am I even surprised? He has no shame, not even a common sense."Did you hear everything you just said? Maybe I should replay it for you." Lincoln said.He had been standing in the room since I invited him into the office. Truth be told, he sounded ridiculous. I never imagined he could be this timid because, seriously,
Ryan As I walked into the house, I didn’t stop until I was standing in front of Amber’s door. I knocked vigorously, and without waiting for her response, I pushed the door open. She was seated in front of the mirror, applying makeup—obviously getting ready for the club. I had gotten information that someone now comes to pick her up from home. Standing just inches away from her, I stared at her from head to toe. If I decided to hit her, she would probably end up in the hospital. This was how she chose to repay me, after all I had done, sending her to school, offering her a job, even asking her to work for the family company. She had refused to do any of it. No matter how much I scold her, she never listens. "Were you at the hospital today?" I asked. She stood up, and I noticed she was shivering, her eyes darting toward the door. "Answer the question. What were you doing at the hospital, Amber?" "I was sick. I went there with Mother." She replied hesitantly. "Do you want to get yo
It took me a few minutes to bring Emily back to her senses. She was losing it and needed someone to ground her. We couldn’t fight her father here, he came prepared, determined to take her away with him."Don’t say a word." I warned her, turning to face the man standing in front of us. He doesn’t deserve to be anyone’s father. How could Jasper not find anything substantial on him when I asked him to investigate?"I’m disappointed in you." I began, my voice steady and sharp, "not just as Emily’s father but as a so-called boss who can’t even protect his men from danger."He furrowed his brows, clearly confused, as if he didn’t understand what I had just said."You must remember when I told you that only a fool hides while his world crumbles around him. Your men were kidnapped, yet all you could think to do was chase someone you’ll never catch.""Is this your attempt to provoke me?" He retorted, his tone calm but laced with disdain. "You’ve failed. Your words mean nothing to me.""Can you
I made sure all the plans were in place before stepping out, fully prepared. He’s coming to get Emily, while the twins and their boss are coming for their friends body, and that of his brother. I will finally uncover who wanted Emily dead and went so far as to plant a bomb in her car.The anonymous figure who’s been tormenting me for years, forcing me to divorce her, needs to be unmasked. I need answers. Why has he been doing all this?Once I was ready, I got into the car, buckled my seatbelt, and drove off. We’re out to catch two people today."Hey, is everything set? Any movement yet?" I asked, gripping the steering wheel tightly as I exited the parking lot. My nerves were shot, not because of the plan itself, but because Ethan kept giving us problems. I could only hope he wouldn’t jeopardize this operation."Nothing yet, but that doesn’t mean no one will show up. You’ve seen the twin brother. He’s not just starving, he’s like that because he’s been separated from his brother." Khan
Ryan"The both of you need to calm down. What has gotten into you? This isn’t the place to argue. You have to come to terms with this." Khan intervened, his voice sharp with irritation.I looked away, not proud of how I had responded. But if I keep letting Ethan talk down to me, he might end up punching me in the face or trying to order me around. I’m only doing this because Emily wants me to.I took a step back as Khan continued to vent his frustration. Ethan didn’t even look remorseful. He started this whole mess; I just had to put him in his place."Can we not have a peaceful conversation without you two fighting? What is this? Is this how you intend to plan things out?" Khan asked, his tone exasperated."If there’s anyone to scold, it’s him. He acts childish and doesn’t even think before speaking." I defended, glaring at Ethan."You’re the childish one. Don’t you dare talk to me like I’m one of your servants!" Ethan snapped back, raising his hand as if to hit me."Enough! Enough,
"You have to do something about this. It's too early to be showing signs of fatigue." Alex explained as he looked at the chart.I should be careful from now on. But how? How can I be cautious when I'm dealing with all this at the moment? I can't just sit back and not help Ethan. Besides, I'm the reason he's been moving around effortlessly."I will try to be careful." I responded.Surprisingly, he looked in my direction and cast me a furtive stare, obviously not supporting what I had just said. I watched as he dropped the chart, his attention now fully on me.He took his seat, crossing both hands, his gaze locked on mine."Listen, Ms. Emily, if you don't want to lose that baby, you'd better behave and take care of your health. If something happens to that child, I won't forgive you." He said firmly.My heart skipped. Why? Why wouldn’t he forgive me for losing the child? What reason does he have to say that? Besides, I don’t want to lose the baby either. If something like that were to h
EmilyI waved my hand in the air, hoping he would see me as he walked out of the airport. His attention wasn’t on me, as he glanced around the precinct, searching. I had been at home when he called, asking me to come pick him up. I hoped his business trip had been a success—he had been away for weeks now.Finally, he spotted me and hurried in my direction, a smile plastered across his face. As he approached, I stepped forward, pulling him into a warm hug."Welcome back." I said, pulling away slightly. "How was your trip?""I got the deal." He said, breathing out in relief, his smile infectious. I wasn't too savvy with the specifics, but it was clear he was pleased with the outcome."Congratulations! Are you heading straight to the office?" I asked as Biggy helped load his luggage into the trunk."Yes, there are some documents I need to send out today." He replied, then paused, his expression softening. "How have you been? I've been following the news... The media is buzzing about your
"Why do you hate me this much?" I began, my voice steady but tinged with frustration. "I know you were the one who hacked into the hospital system and erased the footage on the day of our divorce.""You don’t deserve to know where or how she left that place. And as if that weren’t enough, you accused her of theft.""Come with me." I said, gesturing for him to follow as I turned on my heels. I didn’t hear his footsteps, but I was certain he’d come after me.He hates me so much that, if given the chance, he’d probably kill me. I’ve never wronged him in any way, yet his hatred burns deep, and I can’t understand why.I want his sister back. I desperately want to have her in my life and start a family together. But to accomplish that, I need his approval as her brother—and I’ll also have to find a way to work things out with him."I'm not here to cause trouble. We need to save your father. The Mayor is planning something," I said as soon as we were outside.He tilted his head, one brow rai
Ryan"You might have more people coming in. Why don’t you eat?" Khan said, diverting my attention to him.Honestly, I wasn’t hungry. I had tried eating all day, but I just couldn’t. Besides, I don’t think we’re expecting more people, it’s already late.People have been coming and going all day, but now, as the night deepened, I remained seated in the same spot I had occupied since this morning.Mother, as usual, was adding to my pain, not even acting like someone who had just lost a daughter. But that’s the least of my problems. I would rather not keep letting her actions get to me.I noticed Jasper walking into the house. He had been away since the evening and was just now returning, making me wonder where he had been."Where have you been?" I asked as he stopped next to me."I had some things to deal with, but it’s done now. Have you eaten anything?""I’ll eat later." I replied. Surprisingly, he didn’t argue. The Jasper I know would usually persist until I gave in and ate something.
Reaching for the doorknob, I pulled it open. If someone had told me the Mayor would come to the hospital, I wouldn’t have believed them. Yet, there he was, standing outside with a few of his men and his best friend. This fight isn’t mine; he should face Father before they bring about their downfall. I pushed the door wide open, making way for them to come inside. I hadn’t even noticed the banquet they brought with them—one of the guards was carrying it. Closing the door behind them, I strode back to the couch and took my seat, ready to watch what was about to unfold. There’s nothing more to expect here but lies. They exchanged pleasantries as if nothing were going on. Father also acted like he wasn’t holding a grudge against him, but I was certain that deep down, if he could strangle him to death, he would. After everything Father did for him, he bit the hand that fed him. "How do you feel? The last time we came, you were unconscious. We had to leave." The Mayor said. "As you can
Preparations were made, and Ryan made no delay in putting her to rest the following day. However, his mother was strongly against it, believing she would wake up and insisting she wasn’t truly dead, even though everything that happened was her fault. I remember how Ryan tried to stop her from going to clubs when we were still married, but she always defended her actions which he has to ignore. Astonished, Ryan ordered that his mother be locked until the evening. She was only released because Father asked him not to do that when he heard about it. I’m still stunned he listened to Father, but that’s not even the most fascinating part of it. Father, who was still in the hospital, attended her funeral. He came to the cemetery as Ryan's father. Of course, Liam wasn’t left behind, and Khan flew into the country this afternoon when he heard the news. Since we returned from the cemetery, I have been wanting to call Ryan and check up on him, but I’ve restrained myself. He’s in pain, and I wo