Ava lounged in the sitting room of her penthouse, surrounded by opulence and grandeur. The morning sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted her poised figure, her raven hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night. Luke had left for the office, leaving her alone in the vast space.She reached for her phone and dialed Stanley's number, her eyes fixed on the city skyline outside. When he answered, she spoke with precision, her voice commanding. "Stanley, I need you to schedule a meeting with my partners and a press conference."Stanley's tone was cautious. "A press conference, ma'am? May I ask why?"Ava's smile was a masterclass in politics. "I'm announcing my participation in the upcoming congressional race. I aim to compete with Jackson, and I need the public on my side."Stanley's pause was palpable. "Is that wise, ma'am? I mean, competing with Jackson directly... it's like fighting a dog head-on."Ava's laughter was low and husky. "Do you have a better plan, Sta
Just as the confrontation between Ava and Jackson was escalating, Stanley appeared at Ava's side, his eyes fixed on Jackson with a warning gaze. "Ava, we need to leave," he whispered urgently. "Now."Ava's eyes never left Jackson's face, her expression unyielding. "What is it, Stanley?" she asked, her voice low and even.Stanley's voice was barely audible. "Officer Thompson is waiting for us. We have a meeting."Ava's gaze flickered, her eyes narrowing. "Now?" she repeated, her tone laced with annoyance.Stanley's nod was curt. "Yes, now. We can't keep him waiting."Ava's eyes flashed back to Jackson, her expression daring him to make another move. "This isn't over, Jackson," she hissed, before turning to follow Stanley.As they walked away, Jackson's eyes burned with anger, his mind racing with questions. What was Ava hiding? And why was she to meet with Officer Thompson? The same officer handling Emily’s case. The answers, for now, remained elusive.Inside a room,Officer Thompson,
Amelia hastily arrived at Ava's apartment, her mind racing with determination. She approached the door, took a deep breath, and knocked softly. The door opened a crack, revealing a maid's timid face. "Can I help you, ma'am?" the maid asked, her eyes darting nervously. "Hello, I'm Amelia, a friend of Ava's. I need to speak with her urgently," Amelia replied, trying to sound calm. The maid's expression turned apologetic. "I'm so sorry, ma'am, but Miss Ava is not here. She's at the office, working on her campaign." “Ahhh…”Amelia's eyes narrowed, her mind racing. "Do you know when she'll be back?" “Hmmm…” The maid hesitated, glancing around nervously. "I'm not sure, ma'am. She's been working long hours lately...but I can try calling the office to see if she's available to meet with you." Amelia's smile was tight. "No, that's okay. I'll try reaching her at the office myself. Thank you for your help." As the maid nodded and closed the door, Amelia's eyes lingered on the apartme
Ava's eyes blazed with determination as she strode towards the security room, her mind racing with suspicion. If Amelia was here, she had to know. She burst through the door, her gaze fixed on the bank of monitors displaying the CCTV feeds from around the house.She scanned the screens, her eyes scanning the empty rooms and hallways, until one feed caught her attention. Her bedroom. And there, on the screen, was Amelia, snooping around her room, opening drawers and cabinets, her hands rummaging through Ava's personal belongings.Ava's face twisted in rage, her eyes burning with fury. She had been right. Amelia was snooping, trying to uncover her secrets. The betrayal cut deep, and Ava's grip on the counter tightened, her knuckles white with anger.Ava's eyes narrowed as she approached the maid, her voice icy. "Maria, why did you leave Amelia alone in the sitting room? I specifically instructed you to never leave visitors unattended."Maria's eyes widened, her face pale. "I-I'm so sorr
Ava's eyes fixed on the phone screen, her frustration growing with each unanswered call. She had tried reaching Amelia six times, and still, nothing. She slammed the phone onto the couch cushion, her anger simmering just below the surface.Just then, the door opened, and Luke walked in, his eyes tired from a long day at work. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, noticing Ava's tense expression.Ava's voice was laced with irritation. "Amelia. She's ignoring me. I've called her six times, and she won't pick up."“Why wouldn’t she reply you? Did something happen?”Luke's brow furrowed, his concern evident. "What's going on between you two? Have you been trying to reach her all day and you didn’t get through?"Ava's eyes flashed with anger. "She's been snooping around, asking questions. I know she's trying to uncover something, but I won't let her."Luke's expression turned calm, his voice soothing. "Ava, maybe it's time to take a step back. You're getting worked up over nothing."Ava's gaze nar
Luke's voice was firm, his eyes resolute. "I'm done, Ava. I refuse to help you again. I can't keep enabling your destructive behavior, your manipulation and hurtful actions. I deserve better, and so do the people you've hurt." Ava's face turned white with rage, her eyes blazing with fury. "Fine!" she spat, her voice venomous. "I don't even need you, Luke. I'll get what I want on my own. And you'll be left behind, wondering what hit you!" With a fierce storm, Ava turned and marched to her room, slamming the door behind her. The sound echoed through the house, a stark reminder of the turmoil that brewed within. Luke stood frozen, his heart heavy with sorrow and regret. He knew he had to stand firm, but a part of him feared what Ava might do next. ~ William's chest heaved, his breathing labored, as he sat in the dark room of the Timberlakes' mansion. The aged woman re-entered, her eyes piercing with a knowing gaze. "Are you ready to talk, William?" she asked, her voice gentle yet
Lisa's eyes locked onto Ava's, her voice firm. "Were you friends with Emily Greenfield?"Ava's smile was effortless, her response swift. "Yes, we were friends."But Lisa's instincts screamed that Ava was lying. And then, it clicked - the truth hit her like a ton of bricks. Ava wasn't just friends with Emily; she was Emily. The plastic surgery had altered her features so drastically that it was impossible to recognize her.But Ava refused to reveal the truth, her eyes glinting with a secret she was determined to keep. "Let's just say, Lisa, that I'm friends with Emily. Very close friends."Lisa's mind raced, her thoughts whirling with questions. What was Ava hiding? What was she afraid of? And what did it have to do with her sudden closeness with Amelia?But Ava's expression remained guarded, her secrets locked tightly behind a mask of deception. And Lisa knew she would have to dig deeper if she wanted to uncover the truth.Lisa's eyes narrowed, her voice firm. "What's your motive, Ava
Ava's body began to shake, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and memories that started to resurface. She tried to compose herself, but her voice trembled as she spoke."Lisa, it's time you left."Lisa's eyes narrowed, her voice filled with concern. "What's going on, Ava? Why are you shaking?"Ava's response was barely audible, her eyes darting around the room. "Nothing. It's just... late. Yes, that's it. Late."Lisa's gaze lingered on Ava's face, searching for answers. But Ava's expression was closed off, her secrets locked tightly behind a mask of fear."Okay, Ava," Lisa said softly, her eyes never leaving Ava's face. "I'll go. But promise me you'll be okay."Ava's nod was barely perceptible, her eyes still wide with fear. Lisa hesitated for a moment, then turned and exited the door, leaving Ava alone with her secrets and her pain. As the door closed behind Lisa, Ava's shaking intensified, her body wracked with sobs she couldn't quite release. The memories she had kept hidden for so l
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Many years later, on a sun-kissed summer day, Ava's daughter Eloise stood radiant in her wedding gown, a vision of loveliness. Her tall, statuesque frame glided effortlessly beside her father Luke, down the lush green aisle, the soft grass beneath their feet.The sound of soft music playing in the background and everyone present, rising to their feet to appreciate her appearance and watch her elegant strode to the alter.Eloise's white wedding gown, a masterpiece of ivory silk, hugged her curves, showcasing her toned physique. Delicate lace adorned the bodice, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her bright, porcelain skin. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, soft waves framing her features.Her eyes, a bright, sparkling blue, shone like sapphires, reflecting her joy. John on the other hand, who stood his hands across each other right in front of him, gazed at Eloise as she approached with her father, slowly.Luke’s gray-haired but still dashing, beamed with pride, his
Ava and Amelia chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company, as they stood on the balcony of the penthouse, far above the glittering city lights. The cool evening breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers from the gardens below.Their conversation flowed effortlessly, sharing stories and memories, until Amelia's smile suddenly faded. Ava noticed the change and turned to her, concerned."What's wrong?" Ava asked, but before Amelia could respond, Ava's gaze shifted to see Gloria Timberlake standing behind her, holding a gun in her hand.“Surprise!” Gloria's eyes glittered, as Ava startled back with Amelia catching her. “Ohh, easy, so you don’t fall.” “How did you get in here? Who let you in and how are you not in prison?” Ava asked quickly but Gloria's eyes blazed with a mix of anger and desperation. "You know, Ava, you should have invited me to this little party."Ava's heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her eyes fixed on the gun. "Gloria, I ask again, what a
As Ava and Luke mingled with their guests, they were stopped by Mrs. Muse, a prominent socialite, who gazed at them with admiration. "Ava, Luke, congratulations on your remarkable success! You two are the talk of the town, and your love story is truly inspiring."Ava smiled graciously, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, Mrs. Muse. We're humbled by the support and kindness we've received."Mrs. Muse's eyes sparkled. "Your journey, from overcoming adversity to achieving greatness, is a testament to your strength and resilience. What's your secret to success?"Luke wrapped his arm around Ava, pulling her close. "Being together has been our strength. We've faced challenges, but our love has kept us grounded and focused on our goals."Ava nodded in agreement, her voice filled with emotion. "We've learned to appreciate each other, prioritize our relationship, and support each other's passions. It's not always easy, but it's worth it."Mr. Johnson, a business associate, chimed in, "Your partner
Three years had passed since Ava's ordeal, and she had never been happier. She and Luke were hosting an evening gala at their luxurious penthouse, and the excitement was obvious. The penthouse's interior was a masterpiece of design, with lavish chandeliers, marble floors, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the city skyline.The gala's theme was "A Night Under the Stars," and every detail was meticulously planned to create an enchanting atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate silver and gold patterns, shimmering like stardust. Crystal glasses and delicate china sparkled on the tables, while the soft glow of candles and string lights created a warm ambiance.The maids were speedily getting the whole tables set. Inside the penthouse, in an apartment Ava stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her stunning gown. The dress was a custom-made, strapless designer masterpiece, hugging her curves in all the right places. The silk fabric shimmered in the lig
Gloria paced back and forth in her prison cell, her eyes blazing with anger. Her lawyer, Mr. Jenkins, sat calmly, his expression stern. "Get me out of here," Gloria demanded, her voice low and menacing. "I don't belong here. This is all Amelia Clifford’s fault. I didn’t see this coming."Mr. Jenkins shook his head. "Gloria, there's no way. You've been convicted of multiple crimes, including abduction and assault. The evidence against you is overwhelming. You just have to stay put and serve your sentence."“Fuck it!”Gloria's face twisted in rage. "That Ava Richardson thinks she's so perfect, doesn't she? She's the reason I'm here. She's always been the reason for my misery." Gloria's curses filled the air, her venom directed at Ava.Mr. Jenkins sighed. "Gloria, Ava Richardson is the victim here. You abducted her and her children and nearly killed her. You need to accept responsibility for your actions."Gloria's eyes flashed. "I'll never accept this. Ava Richardson will pay for this. S
Ava's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with Luke's concerned gaze. He sat beside her, his face etched with worry, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep."What... what happened?" Ava asked, her voice groggy and barely above a whisper.Luke's expression softened, and he took her hand in his. "You fainted, Ava. You've been out for a few hours. I was so scared when I saw you on the floor."Ava's mind fogged, memories slowly returning. She remembered being with Amelia and then to Luke, talking to him about to leave, and then... nothing."The twins... where are they?" Ava asked, her voice laced with panic.Luke's hand enveloped hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "They're alright, Ava. They're safe and sound, sleeping in a room. Stanley is watching over them."Ava's eyes welled up with tears as Luke pulled her into a tight hug."Rest, Ava. Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," Luke whispered into her ear. “After you’re strong enough, we would go see the kids.”But Ava's worrie
Amelia sat beside John on the plush couch in her lavish bedroom, her eyes drinking in every detail of her son's face. She had missed so much, and she was determined to catch up. The warm sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the contours of John's features, and Amelia's heart swelled with love. "John, sweetie, tell me everything about yourself," Amelia said, her voice filled with excitement. "What do you like to do? What's your favorite subject in school? Do you have any new friends?" John's eyes sparkled as he launched into an enthusiastic account of his love for soccer, his favorite teacher, Mrs. Gabe, and his passion for reading. Amelia listened, captivated by her son's animated expressions. "And how's your father treating you?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern.”Has he been nice to you? John's face lit up with a warm smile. "Daddy's nice, Mommy. He's always busy, but he makes sure I'm taken care of. He takes me to the park and plays soccer with me whe
As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil