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It All Comes Crashing Down.
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2025-02-18 23:38:42
Samantha K. WhyteI don't feel bad for him.
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Up in Arthur’s office after the short conference that is safe to say had left all of the reporters with even more questions than the answers that they have come for, Bethany sips some orange juice, laughing at something that Arthur had said.“You know, you are like the regular kind of CEO but you are a money grubber too. I can’t believe you said it out loud that you will get only richer with the lawsuits, come on.” Bethany comments, while laughing.“Well, if there is one thing I know people hate in our society, it is the rich getting richer… and yet, they are not helping themselves either. So I know that if I make that statement that I will use their money to get even richer, they will stop, or at least, it will reduce.Bethany bursts into another round of laughter.“Why were you at the hospital anyway?” Arthur asks, coming to sit on the same couch as she is.Bethany’s face lights up and then dies down. “I learnt quite a lot of things there today. I’ll start with Quinn. She told me th
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“I’ll be back in a little bit.” She calls out as she grabs her bag off the couch.“Come on, let me drop you off.”Bethany chuckles. She is out to get him a surprise, so no. “Not this time, please…”“Fine. Be back in time for dinner?”“Promise. I won’t have a bite of food there and be on my way home as soon as I am done over there.”“I love you.” He calls out, blowing her a soft kiss.“Love you too.”Without taking a driver, she decides to drive herself, it has been quite a while since she just let the wind whip through her hair, scattering it.. but as much as she would love to do that now, she would rather stay poised so that woman will see no flaw to pick at… will see nothing to make her think she is inferior to her.After the little over twenty minutes’ drive, she stops the car right in front of Paradise block of apartment, high rise with its penthouse inhabited by our former wife, she walks out the lobby, her heels clicking loudly on the marbled floor.Bethany rolls her eyes, thank
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Bethany pushes herself off the floor, letting her gaze fall to the black clothes she has on, now with very visible specks of dust around it. She wipes it off with her hands but they don’t do much.“Millicent, why did you shove me like that?”Millicent takes one step backwards, her face turning red as she glances around into the cameras around her, all of them clicking and recording away.“Give me your phone. You can’t record our conversation without my permission.”“What recording? Why are you blaming me because I married Arthur? He is my husband and I love him so much, I don’t have any recordings on my phone. Stop yelling at me.”“Tell them to stop recording and tell the truth.”Bethany looks around at the crowd but she turns back to Millicent, feigning a gasp. “Millicent, what did I do to you? Just because you called your fans puppets, you are taking that anger out on me now?”The people in the restaurant all gasp collectively, some of them turning to their partners to gossip and wh
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Contented sigh.The morning sun peeks softly through the curtains, its light spilling gently over the cream sheets of the master bedroom where our couple have been staying and where the stay would soon come to an end since it's all over anyway. Arthur stirs first, slipping out of bed quietly so as not to wake Bethany. A few minutes later, he returns with two steaming mugs in hand. He knows what his wife needs anyway, and he'll give it to her, knowing what time she wakes up on her and even if it's not near, the coffee will damn near wake her up with it's 'rejuvenating' scent as she calls it.Bethany blinks awake just in time to see him walk in, dressed in his robe and soft slippers on his leg. He hands her one of the mugs and sits on the edge of the bed, watching her with amusement.She accepts it gratefully, taking a sip. “Mmm. You make a mean cup of coffee,” she says sleepily, sitting up straighter as the warmth spreads through her hands, waking her fully.Arthur raises a brow. “Goo
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