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Luke sat in his dimly lit living room, his eyes glued to the TV screen. The news was showing highlights from Carina's handing over ceremony. He watched, jaw clenched, as Carina confidently delivered her speech, then saw Martins kiss her passionately. The crowd's cheers seemed to echo in his ears, amplifying his anger and jealousy."That should be me!" he roared, standing up abruptly and hurling a vase across the room. It shattered against the wall, causing Claire to jump in her seat."Luke, calm down!" Claire demanded, her voice a mix of irritation and concern."How can I calm down?" Luke shot back, pacing furiously. "That should be me standing beside her, not Martins!"Claire folded her arms, her expression skeptical. "You were the one who said you hated Carina, remember? You wanted nothing to do with her."Luke stopped and turned to face his mother, his eyes blazing. "Can't you see, Mother? Carina is now a billionaire. She's powerful, successful. She's everything we need."Claire's
The family gathering was in full swing, with relatives milling about, enjoying the sunny afternoon in the sprawling garden of the family estate. Martins stood by the refreshment table, chatting with a few cousins, when he noticed Luke making his way towards him. Luke had a smug look on his face, and Martins knew trouble was brewing."Well, well, if it isn't my dear uncle," Luke said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he approached Martins. "Aren't you ashamed, Martins? Dragging a woman into this mess? And worse, trying to take her from me, your own nephew?"Martins chuckled, not the least bit intimidated. "Luke, let's get one thing straight. I've loved Carina long before you ever came into the picture. My feelings for her are genuine. You? You never appreciated her."Luke's face darkened. "I want Carina back, Martins. You need to step back."Martins' expression turned serious. "Stay away from Carina, Luke. She’s not some trophy to be won. If you come near her again, I swear, I’ll b
I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my blazer for what felt like the hundredth time. My hands were shaking, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. The business proposal meeting was only an hour away, and the fear of failure loomed over me like a dark cloud. How could a high school dropout like me possibly pull this off?I picked up my phone and called Martins. His soothing voice was exactly what I needed right now."Hey, Carina," he answered almost immediately. "How are you feeling?""I'm a wreck, Martins," I admitted. "What if I mess this up? What if they see right through me?""Listen to me," Martins said firmly. "You are incredibly smart and capable. You’ve worked so hard on this proposal. Just breathe and trust yourself. You've got this."I took a deep breath, trying to absorb his confidence. "Thanks, Martins. I really needed to hear that.""You’re going to do great," he assured me. "And remember, I’m here cheering you on."As soon as I hung up, my phone rang again.
The thrill of securing the contract still buzzed through me as I drove to Martin’s house. I couldn’t wait to share this moment with him. The city lights blurred as I sped through the streets, my heart pounding with excitement. As I pulled into his driveway, I took a deep breath to steady myself. This felt like a significant milestone, and I wanted to celebrate it with the person who had believed in me the most.Martins opened the door before I even had a chance to knock. His eyes lit up with surprise and happiness. "Carina, what are you doing here?" he asked, pulling me into a tight embrace."I couldn’t wait to tell you in person," I said, my voice trembling with excitement. "We got the contract, Martins! They signed it!""That’s amazing!" he exclaimed, lifting me off my feet and spinning me around. "I knew you could do it!"As we exchanged kisses, my hands brushed against his cheek, and I noticed a scratch. I pulled back, my brow furrowed with concern. "What happened to your face?"
I met with my lawyer, Mr. Thompson, at his office early in the morning. The air was thick with anticipation. Today was the day we would serve Luke with the court papers. I had been waiting for this moment, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Mr. Thompson looked up from his desk, his expression calm and reassuring."Are the papers ready?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady."Yes, Carina," Mr. Thompson replied with a nod. "Everything is in order. We're ready to move forward."I took a deep breath and nodded. "Good. Let's do this."We left Mr. Thompson's office and headed to my office first. There were a few things I needed to take care of before confronting Luke. The drive was quiet, both of us lost in our thoughts. The city buzzed around us, oblivious to the storm brewing in my life.At my office, I handled some urgent emails and signed a few documents. It was a necessary distraction, something to keep my mind from spiraling. My assistant, Jenna, sensed my tension and
The sun had barely risen when I heard the familiar chime of my phone. Groggily, I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed it, squinting at the screen. It was an email from Madam Katie. Curious, I opened it, blinking to clear my vision. As the content of the email sank in, I bolted upright in bed, wide awake.Madam Katie had sent me a proposal from a major entertainment company. Not just any company, but one of the biggest names in the industry. The same company my sister Nelly had been dreaming of working with for years. I couldn't help but laugh at the irony. This was perfect.I quickly dialed Madam Katie's number. After a few rings, she answered, her voice as composed as ever."Good morning, Carina," she said."Morning, Madam Katie," I replied, barely containing my excitement. "I just saw your email. This is huge!"She chuckled softly. "I thought you might find it interesting. What do you plan to do?""Oh, I'm definitely going to do it," I said, grinning. "I can't wait to see Nell
Nelly Westwood was lounging on the sofa in the family living room, flipping through channels absentmindedly. She had spent the better part of the morning sulking over her recent string of bad luck. Her career had hit a stagnant point, and nothing seemed to be going her way. As she settled on a news channel, her mood darkened further when the anchor mentioned a name she had grown to despise: Carina."Today, in a major industry move, Carina Rodriguez has signed a groundbreaking deal with one of the leading entertainment companies," the anchor announced. "This partnership promises to bring innovative and exciting projects to the market. Carina Rodriguez is seen here with the company's representatives, looking confident and radiant."Nelly's heart sank as images of Carina flashed on the screen. Carina's smile was wide and genuine, a smile that Nelly was sure was directed at her, mocking her failure. Carina looked every bit the successful, unstoppable force she had always feared her to be
I was in the middle of finalizing some details for an upcoming project when I heard a knock on the door. I looked up to see Maddie, my best friend, standing there with a worried expression on her face."Hey, Maddie! Come in," I said, waving her in. "You look stressed. What's up?"Maddie sighed and flopped onto the couch. "I have this big event tomorrow night, and I have nothing to wear. I've looked everywhere, but nothing seems right."I leaned back in my chair, thinking for a moment. Then, an idea struck me. "Wait a second," I said, getting up. "I think I have something that might work."I walked over to the large wardrobe in the corner of my office. Inside were some of my old designs, dresses I had sketched and sewn myself over the years. I hadn't shown them to many people, especially not after Luke had crushed my confidence by burning some of my creations and calling them trash.I turned to Maddie, feeling a bit nervous. "I have some designs I made a while back. They're not profess
Dear Diary It’s been three years since everything changed. Sometimes I still marvel at how quickly life can transform from chaos to calm, from pain to peace. I’m sitting in my room now, surrounded by the comforting hum of everyday life, and I feel compelled to capture this moment, to reflect on how far we’ve come, Everyday I wonder if it's a dream but I don't think I want to ever wake up from this dream,I am finally happy, Over the years things have changed but let me take you on the ride. Martins and I are happily married,Ohh and our wedding was the talk of the town, Every day with him feels like a blessing. We have twins now, A beautiful girl and a boy, Their laughter fills our home, and watching them grow has been one of the greatest joys of my life, Leah won't stop thanking us for giving her siblings, She has settled into junior high school remarkably well. She’s blossomed into a bright, confident young woman, and I couldn’t be prouder, The stigma that her father was a murder
I felt a surge of excitement that I couldn’t contain. I wanted to share the incredible news about our engagement with the people who had supported me throughout this journey. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and dialed Madam Katie’s number.“Hello?” Madam Katie’s warm voice greeted me.“Madam Katie! It’s Carina,” I said, barely able to keep the excitement out of my voice. “I have some wonderful news to share with you!”“Oh, Carina! What’s going on?” she asked, her tone immediately brightening.“I’m engaged!” I blurted out. “Martins proposed to me tonight here in Jeju, and I said yes!”There was a brief pause before Madam Katie’s delighted gasp came through the line. “Oh, Carina, that’s wonderful! Congratulations! I’m so happy for you both.”“Thank you! I wish you could have been here to celebrate with us,” I said, my voice filled with happiness. “We had a perfect evening. The setting was beautiful, and the proposal was just as magical as I’d hoped it would be.”“I’m sure it
Martins and I had spent a perfect week exploring the island, soaking in its natural beauty, and trying out new experiences. Today was our last day, and I couldn’t believe how quickly the time had flown by. I’d been recording every moment for a special video, capturing the highlights of our trip.After finishing up my latest video segment about our visit to a stunning waterfall, I was excited to see what Martins had planned for our final evening. He had hinted at a surprise, and the anticipation made my heart race.As we walked back to our accommodation, Martins was unusually quiet, his gaze occasionally shifting to me with a secretive smile. I couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store. When we reached our place, he helped me get ready, making sure I looked my best for whatever the evening had in store.A private car soon arrived to take us to a special restaurant Martins had booked. The ride through the picturesque streets of Jeju felt almost surreal, with the soft evening light c
Carina and Martins prepared for their much-anticipated trip to Jeju Island, the air was filled with a mix of excitement and relief. They had dropped Leah off with Mandy, who was more than happy to look after her. Carina had managed to give Leah a quick hug and a few reassuring words before they left. The bittersweet feeling of leaving Leah behind was softened by the knowledge that she was in good hands. Mandy and Leah stood at the airport, waving goodbye as Carina and Martins made their way to the boarding gate.The airport was bustling with activity, but Carina felt a sense of calm wash over her as they approached the gate. She and Martins had been looking forward to this trip for weeks. It was their chance to unwind and escape the chaos that had dominated their lives recently.As they boarded the plane, Carina felt a flutter of anticipation. She and Martins settled into their seats, and Carina glanced around the cabin, noting the comforting familiarity of their private space. The pl
yMartins had sent a message about a special trip we were taking together to Jeju Island. I couldn’t wait to escape, even if just for a little while. As I approached the front door, I could already feel the excitement bubbling up inside me.Martins greeted me with a warm hug as soon as I walked in. His eyes sparkled with genuine happiness, something I hadn’t seen in a long time. “You made it! I was starting to think you might change your mind.”“Never,” I said, smiling up at him. “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”We shared a soft kiss, and it was like the world outside ceased to exist. All the trials and tribulations seemed to vanish for that moment, and it was just the two of us. Martins took my hand and led me to the living room where soft music played in the background. He had set up a cozy space for us to unwind. There was a bottle of wine chilling in a bucket, and he poured us each a glass as we settled into a slow dance.The music was soft, almost ethereal, and as we swayed
The gala party incident had become the talk of the town. Social media buzzed with clips of the shocking revelations and the dramatic arrests of Luke, Claire, and Nelly. News outlets dissected every detail, and the public eagerly awaited the legal proceedings. Carina's bravery in exposing her tormentors was widely praised, but now, the focus shifted to the consequences for those who had wronged her.Claire was the first to be investigated. She sat in the interrogation room, her face a mask of defiance. Despite the overwhelming evidence against her, she maintained her silence."Mrs. Grant, we have substantial evidence against you," the lead detective said, his tone firm but not unkind. "Your best option is to cooperate."Claire’s lawyer, a sharp-eyed man in a tailored suit, leaned forward. "Claire, listen to me. The evidence is irrefutable. If you plead guilty and cooperate, we might be able to negotiate a lighter sentence."Claire’s eyes flashed with anger and fear. She looked at her l
I woke up on the morning of the gala with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. Today was the day we would finally expose Luke, Nelly, and Claire for their crimes. But first, I had to make sure Leah was safe. Mandy and I drove to her niece’s house, where Leah would stay for the night. Mandy’s niece was a sweet, responsible young woman who adored Leah, and I felt confident she was in good hands. “Thank you so much for taking care of her,” I said to Mandy’s niece as I hugged Leah goodbye. “Of course, Carina. She’ll be safe with me,” she assured me with a warm smile. Leaving Leah behind, I drove to the event hall where the gala would be held. The place was a hive of activity, with people bustling around, setting up decorations, arranging seating, and checking sound equipment. Everything had to be perfect for tonight. I walked around, ensuring that all the preparations were on track. Satisfied with the progress, I headed back home where my fashion designer was waiting for me.
I sat in Madam Katie’s cozy living room, the weight of anticipation heavy in the air. Mandy, Martins, and Madam Katie were with me, all of us gathered to watch the video that Miguel had sent. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the screen in front of us. My heart pounded in my chest as I pressed play, and the recording started.Miguel's face appeared on the screen, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and determination. He began to speak, detailing his involvement in Luke’s dirty dealings, Nelly’s scheming, and Claire’s cold-blooded actions. As the video played, the room grew eerily silent, each of us hanging on every word.When the video ended, I looked around at the others. Mandy’s face was pale, her eyes wide with shock. Martins sat with his head in his hands, and Madam Katie had a look of grim determination.Martins was the first to break the silence. “I can’t believe it. My own sister... she killed her husband.” He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. “She acted so de
Carlos felt a strange mix of satisfaction as he walked into the headquarters of the Mexico police. After days of meticulous planning and gathering evidence, he was finally ready to bring Miguel down. The evidence he had collected was damning, enough to put Miguel away for life and bring justice for all his victims. Carlos handed over a thick file to the lead investigator, a stern-faced woman named Inspector Rodriguez."We've been looking for Miguel for a long time," Inspector Rodriguez said, flipping through the documents. "This is exactly what we needed."Carlos nodded. "I'm ready to play my part. I have been undercover as Miguel's right-hand man for some time now. I can lead him right into your trap."Inspector Rodriguez looked at Carlos with a mix of admiration and concern. "You know the risks, Carlos. If Miguel suspects anything, you're a dead man."Carlos's jaw tightened. "I know. But this is the only way to bring him down."The next day, Carlos slipped back into his undercover