‘Shut your mouth, you fool! I knew you’d be like this. Anyway, I don’t have the time to battle words with you. I came across a scandalous post about your ex-wife, so I decided to get you to see too, maybe then, your eyes will open to the lies she’s been feeding you with. Also, it’s an opportunity to clear your name and turn the table.’ “What is– Beep... Beep... Beep!” Ben stared at the disconnected call with gritted teeth. He hates it when she does that. But that was not the most important thing right now. Vivian wouldn’t act that way if something hadn’t come up. Ben went online and was shocked by what was trending. “Meera, you lying bitch!!” He roared and bolted to the court. ... Meanwhile, in one of the tall buildings in the hearts of the city, Greg was seen in his office, staring at the pictures that were sent to his phone a moment ago. He picked his coat from the hanger and was about to dash out when his assistant barged in. “Greg, the meeting is about to start.” “Postpone
As they screamed on top of their voices, they were throwing her eggs, tomatoes, and even stones. Maria became desperate to get her friend away from the crowd, but all to nought. Seeing that she couldn’t create a path for Meera, Maria hugged her and began to collect all that was thrown at Meera with her body. Ben stopped granting interviews and stood there, watching as Meera and Maria were being attacked, while the reporters took pleasure in taking pictures and videos. Even though he still feels hatred for Meera for what she did to him, he decided to help her, at least for old times sake. Just as he was about to take a step towards her, the appearance of a convoy of black vehicles caught his attention. When the long row of black cars stopped in front of the court, out came an entourage of bodyguards forming two long lines with Greg in the middle. Their momentum commanded respect and the aura shrouding them caused a sense of dread to everyone present. The coldness in their eyes woul
Mr. Carl had just threatened to make his daughter drop out of school. He hopelessly watched the angry Greg who was strolling out of the room. What should he do about a patient who is adamant to die? She’s unwilling to live, which is why she’s unresponsive to treatment. He had tried to mentally stimulate her, but she wouldn’t move. However, he dared not say it that way to Mr. Carl, otherwise, he may be sent to the Netherlands to bring her back. He had never seen Mr. Carl care about a woman until now. ... Ben returned home, feeling overwhelmed by the incident that happened earlier. The news of Meera having an affair with Kelvin was already a blow to his ego, and then came Greg!“What is going on? Why can’t I understand anything? This is frustrating me!” Ben hates surprises. He thought his plan was foolproof. What he didn’t see coming was Greg. At the court, he already got an upper hand. After the discovery that Meera was having an affair with a married man and even did abortions f
Meanwhile, it’s been two days since Meera was taken away by Greg and Maria had started to grow worried. At first, when she told David about it, the boy assured her that Meera was fine and she shouldn’t worry. However, for how long would she stay put and not look for her friend? David, whom she thought would be more worried about his sister, was chatting on his phone with a broad smile on his lips. What kind of situation was this? Not able to take it anymore, Maria stormed in on David, yanked his phone off his grip and was about to throw it aside when she caught the name he was chatting with. Greg Carl!“Do you know him?” surprised Maria questioned. Was Greg a person whom David could befriend on Instagram? The man’s account is private and rarely interacts with anything or anyone, unless on occasions where his account ‘likes’ the company’s post. How did he become friends with David? Maria peeked at their conversation and her eyes widened. She looked over at David and asked, “When di
“What did you say?” Vivian found it hard to believe what Ben just told her. “Recap.”“I said, Meera is acquainted with Greg Carl.”“How? How did that happen? Why are you just telling me that?!”“How was I supposed to know that she would keep such a big secret from me? She made me look like a fool in the eyes of everyone!”“This is not right... This is absolutely not right.” Vivian started pacing in the office. Suddenly she paused and looked at Ben, “Did you see her for who she really is now? She’s never been the Meera you think you knew. The Meera you grew up with was long gone and what remained was a selfish, secretive, and ambitious woman.”Ben frowned. He refused to believe that Meera had been playing him all these while. He thought he was on top of the game, only for her to send him falling with a heavy punch. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Vivian– she always had the best plans. “What should we do now? What if she gets a share of inheritance from my late grandfather?”
At the gym.. “Greg, why do you have her in your holiday house?” Sonia questioned as she watched him on the treadmill.“Is this related to work?”“No, but– ““Then leave it be.” Sonia swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth. How could she leave it be? Another woman had effortlessly stolen what she’s been watching out for, for years! Did Meera know the sacrifices she made to be able to stick by his side? Did Meera know how many times she schemed against the females around him to be able to become the only woman around him? Was Greg someone Meera could have? How dare she?! Sonia took a deep breath and a moment later, she was calm and elegant like she’s always been. “Mrs. Carl won’t like her. She’d be pissed if you don’t marry Rosie.” She wasn’t fond of Rosie either, but Rosie was a small matter compared to Meera. If she could talk him out of his stupid idea of being with Meera, she could also make him shove Rosie away. “You’re suspended,” Greg spat without looking back at her. Sho
Mr and Mrs Carl gave birth to five boys and two girls with the hopes of having a large family. Among the children and grandchildren, the majority came with their wives, husbands, Son-in-laws, daughter-in-laws, and grandchildren. On one of the ‘L’ shaped sofas were Greg’s parents and three sisters. Sitting beside them on another ‘L’ shaped sofa were Greg’s first and second uncle with their families. Greg’s first uncle’s wife glanced around. Everyone in the family was present except for Greg, so she turned to Greg’s mother and asked, “Samantha, is your son not coming today? I reckon he’s been missing from the family function for the past months.”Before Greg’s mother could respond, another of her co sister-in-law, Carolyn chimed in. “He’s not the leader of the family yet, but the family functions had already turned a joke to him. I wonder what would happen when he finally begins to lead the family. Hmph!” she scoffed, picked up her tea cup and elegantly blew on it to not scald her ton
In the family, only her children were seen as shameless, useless, and worthless because they don’t want to get involved in business, politics, and the country’s security. One of her sons chose to be a celebrity, Ronnie wanted to be a fashion designer but his exile complicated things for him. As for her only daughter, she chose to become a model. What is wrong with those careers? Indeed, her children don't make monetary contributions to the family, but her husband is a mayor and Ronnie has given the family a grandchild and another is on the way. Thick silence hung in the air after Madam Carolyn made that statement. Her husband frowned at her and so did the others. Although they tear each other down at every opportunity, calling Chloe a barren was a taboo in the family. Her condition was one of the many sacrifices that saved the family many years ago– even before Madam Carolyn was married into the family. “Who said that?!” Everyone simultaneously turned to the stairs, descending wit
As she was about to step out of her dress and hug Greg again, he gave her a once over and smirked, “There is nothing to be desired. Your body does not impress me.” A woman's body is her pride. Commenting negatively about her body could cause her mental and emotional breakdown. This, Greg knew too well, but still did it. He turned and began to put on his clothes. He believed that after disrespecting her, she would respect herself and leave like he wanted. He didn't intend to hurt her, but he had no choice. Sonia froze. Her face paled and her heart shattered into million pieces. The stabbing pain in her heart was unbearable, like a dagger twisting deep within her. She felt humiliated, rejected, and utterly devastated. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her mind raced with shock and anger. She couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. The room seemed to spin around her, and her entire world came crashing down.Greg's harsh words and dismissive behavior had stripped her not onl
Sonia’s heart froze with fright when Greg turned around. Her mind jolted to the threat he made the last time she barged into his room like this. “Sonia, consider this your last warning. If you ever burst in on me like this again and catch me off guard, there’ll be consequences.” Sonia snapped out of it and took a step back in shock and dread. Standing in the room was Greg in his full glory, holding a white towel as he stared back at Sonia with darkening eyes. Behind Sonia was Meera whom nobody knew when she arrived. Meera’s eyes bulged at the sight of naked Greg. The size of his length choked her. She suddenly felt her heartbreat increasing tremendously. Her cheeks burned scarlet and her lower region tingled with excitement. She raised her gaze to stare at his face. Her eyes betraying her heartbreak. She didn't want to think that Greg lied about not having a woman, but if not, how could he show Sonia his nakedness so brazenly. Was she not present, wouldn't he have laid with her?
“Greg!” Meera heard a female voice calling out to Greg as she approached the room she was in. Greg had excused himself after bringing her to his bedroom in order to get ready for the ball. “Greg, I'm here– “The door suddenly swung open and Sonia stepped in, only to be shocked at the sight of a gorgeous woman she didn't recognize. Her brows furrowed at the sight of the stranger in Greg's bedroom and couldn't help but ask, feeling annoyed. “Who are you and what are you doing here?” Meera’s brows knitted slightly. Who is she? Why would she barge into a man's room without knocking?“Has the cat got your tongue?... Who the hell are you?!” Sonia's mind reeled with a sense of crisis as her mind conjured few ideas. The stranger in front of her looked ravishing in her red mermaid dress that outlined her curves. Her makeup was flawless and her hair was styled perfectly into a high ponytail. The stranger's gaze locked onto Sonia's, eyes sending sparks, and for a moment, they just stared at
Greg shook his head, “Glamour Entertainment’s artist had an affair with Sunlight Entertainment’s artist. However, when the artist from Sunlight Entertainment was caught, the company took advantage of your situation and together with Glamour Entertainment, increased the flame under you. They didn't care what the outcome of your struggle would be. All they cared about was maintaining the image of their artists.” Meera gasped. “You mean both companies have a hand in what I'm going through?”“Hm. With your ex-husband and his mistress's fanbase, they wouldn't have been able to stir so much wave. I knew something was fishy when the videos suddenly blew up the internet in less than 10 minutes, so I had someone look into it and found out both Glamour and Sunlight Entertainment bought the top spot on every media outlet.” Meera’s grip on her spoon tightened. No wonder Mr. Collins immediately believed her. But there was something she wasn't clear about. “If that's the case, why do both compan
Inside the car speeding down the road, Meera was staring at the scene outside the window as they zoomed by, however her mind was trapped in the event that happened earlier. It's been six months already, yet people were still hacking on her matter and wouldn't let go. She sighed for the umpteenth time, suppressing the dull ache in her heart. Suddenly, a phone appeared in her view. She turned her head and saw that Candice had extended her phone and she wouldn't talk. It seemed Candice was still annoyed. Looking down at the screen, it was Greg calling. Meera took the phone and placed it on her ear. “Hey,” she said but her voice was hoarse, barely making a sound. ‘I saw the videos. Are you alright?’ Meera shifted her gaze back to the window, swallowed and gently nodded, “I have to be.”‘I asked the driver to bring you straight to my villa, outside the city.’ After a slight pause, he explained so she doesn't get the wrong idea. ‘Paparazzi must be following you everywhere and the repo
Inside the elevator, Meera finally felt she could let out the steam she had been holding. “How could he do that? After all I've been through, Kelvin is just going to go scot-free?! I'm not happy! I'm mad!”Candice pursed her lips. She also didn't understand why Greg would let Meera be an artist here, knowing her enemies were here. Still, she had to say something to comfort Meera. “I'm sure Mr. Greg knows what he's doing.” Meera frowned. Indeed, Greg wasn't one to make such blunders. He may really know what he's doing. With that, her heart relaxed a little until the elevator arrived at her doom's door. Just when the elavator arrived at the ground floor and opened up, Meera was shocked to see an outrageous crowd waiting for her, their phones raised, furiously taking pictures and videos of her like, like uncultured reporters. Unbeknownst to her, the moment she entered the company, many people had already went online to drop spicy gossip and every jobless netizen was already waiting
Meera, Candice and Mr. Collins was left in the meeting room. The man observed Meera for a while then said:“I know you're innocent of the accusations…”Meera’s head whipped up, stunned. It's been a long time since anyone said they believed she was innocent. Before she could rejoice, he broke her bubble. “... However, I don't know if your womb had indeed been taken out or not.”“That is not an appropriate topic to discuss with my Miss!” Candice snapped, her brows furrowing deeply. However, Mr. Collins smiled, “I'm not trying to fish for gossip. I'm just stating what I believe, so she doesn't get it twisted.”Even with his excuse, Candice still rolled her eyes. She didn't give a fuck about his excuse. Although her face remained how it was - emotionless and unfriendly, she was angry. Meera quickly got involved, smiling nervously. “That's fine. The media made things up.” “I see,” Mr. Collins nodded like realization just dawned on him and then, he asked after a while. “The trick you pu
Meera was fighting internally to not break down with the amount of heavy words that were being used on her. Finally getting an opening after waiting for everyone to spit out what they had bottled up, she said. "I dare because I have the proof, gentlemen. And I will not be silenced or intimidated. You may have thought you could sweep this matter under the rug, but I assure you, the truth will come to light." She was only bluffing. She had no evidence, whatsoever. The executives' faces turned beet-red with rage, their mouths opening and closing like goldfish, as they struggled to respond to her bold challenge.All these while, Mr. Collins didn't utter a single word and was only watching Meera’s reaction closely. He saw how she stiffened when she was getting criticized, yet maintained her ground and stood firm. His eyes lowered to his fingers that were rhythmically drumming the table and his lips curled up ever so slightly before he spoke. “Miss Ford, our artist, Kelvin Morris is ou
Leaving the office, Meera’s legs gave way and she almost fell. “Careful!” Candice swiftly supported her and made her rest her weight on the wall. A lone tear slipped down Meera’s eyes. It's been almost six months since her reputation was ruined, yet the pain and fear in her heart hasn't subsided. All this while she was hiding behind the wall of thick makeup, she thought she had grown a thick skin, but now, she realized nothing had changed at all. She still has mental breakdowns when they verbally attack her. “Miss Ford, are you okay?”Meera shook her head, she wasn't okay and couldn't lie about it. “C – can I ever be able to defeat my fears?” her lips trembled. “If you put your heart to it, you can.” Looking at Candice with her teary eyes, she felt the urge to ask her what she thought about her. She'd been afraid to ask this question ever since Candice became her assistant, because she feared what her reply would be. Candice was bluntly honest and sometimes, her honesty could