“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
“Mother, please, don’t be angry. Greg will take care of his affairs well.” Samantha tried to smoothen the situation but the stubborn old woman wouldn’t give in. “If he was willing to handle his affairs like a grown up, I wouldn’t have bothered to get involved. You two, his mother and father are worthless. Look at your daughters, none of them are willing to settle down. Do you also want me to find them husbands too? Then what good would you two be if I find them husbands? I can’t believe this. Seth, in what way have I wronged you? Why are your children hell-bent on not giving me great grandchildren? Do you think I have a thousand years on my side? ... ““Grandma, who is it that has angered you again?” Greg’s warm voice suddenly drifted in from the entrance. The old woman’s serious expression loosened up a bit and her wrinkled lips curled up slightly. But the moment she lay her eyes on Greg, her face turned unsightly again and she yelled. “Who else would anger me to the point of deat
Greg returned to his holiday house immediately he received a call from the housekeeper. Arriving at the house, Meera was sitting with her back to the headboard. Greg stood by the door, staring at the woman who was chatting with her friend and brother. None of them noticed his presence. He was about to leave to avoid eavesdropping but stiffened when Maria asked Meera a question relating to him.“When did you intend to tell me that you knew Mr. Greg? What relationship do you two have?”“Except that he’s a big name in the country, I have no idea who he is and why he saved me.”“He likes you, can’t you tell?” David threw in his opinion while playing games on his phone.“What do you know about love?” Maria took a jab at him and scoffed.“Sister Maria, stop looking down on me. I’m master of ladies’ hearts,” he said proudly.“Is that so, then the king of England is my father,” she playfully rolled her eyes.It seemed they wouldn’t be talking about him. He turned and was ready to leave but fr
‘I understand. I was deeply saddened and if Mr. Scott was still alive to witness this, he would have been heartbroken. I’m so sorry, Meera, you didn't deserve any of this.’ The mention of Mr. Scott pulled a string in her heart and she experienced another wave of heartache again. Would things have been different if the old man were still alive? Her resolve broke and more tears cascaded down her cheek like a fountain. “I miss him so much,” she subconsciously let out. ‘Which is why I called you. The reading of his Will shall commence tomorrow at 10 AM at his villa. You should be there.’“Why? Going there would only serve me worse. I’m sorry, Mr. Lynn, I’m not ready to see Ben right now.” ‘You’re not going for Ben, I can assure you. Mr. Scott specifically told me to invite you to the reading of his Will, otherwise I can’t proceed with the reading.’ Meera pressed her lips together, thinking of the chaos that could surface again. She was not ready to face Ben but this was about the man
“The Villa, where I lived, situated at number 5, South Street would be given to Meera and her brother, David.” He paused to look at Meera, she looked quite surprised probably because she didn’t expect to get a thing.Tears of gratitude and longing clouded her vision. She was content with the Villa. This place housed the happy memories she shared with the old man. Everyone else in the room scoffed. They would be upset if they were given this old and ‘unappealing’ villa instead of the ones that were truly worth something. “The money from all my accounts combined should be divided into two equal parts between Benita and Benjamin. The estates in and outside the country couldn't be divided equally between my granddaughter and grandson…” The lawyer further shared the land and everything else of property that the old man had equally among Benita and Benjamin. Benita and her mother were quite shocked that Benita received the same number of houses and land that Ben received. What’s more, h
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