As Mr. Bull left Mr. Stark's office with the freshly drafted lawsuit in hand, he knew he had a challenging task ahead. His next destination was Andrew Hudson's mansion, and a sense of frustration nagged at his heart as he started his car. A while later, he reached the mansion, and its wrought-iron gates swung open with precision as Mr. Bull's car approached, granting him entry into the yard. Minutes later, he pulled up to the grand entrance, where a uniformed butler awaited him. "Good afternoon, sir. May I inquire about your purpose here today?" James said. Raising the file, Mr. Bull gave a stiff smile and responded, "Good afternoon. I'm here to see Mr. Andrew Hudson. I have some legal matters to discuss with him." The butler nodded politely and said, "Of course, sir. Please follow me, and I'll take you to him." After some minutes passed, they finally arrived at a spacious living room, and Mr. Bull was met with the sight of Andrew Aniston seated on a plush armchair, and Maria s
The morning light shone against the papers as Jada sat at the dining table and looked at the pen. She tugged at Chase's shirt on her, a sense of hesitation, and then she felt his arm wrapped around her neck, kissing her cheek. "He's going to be so pissed," Jada mumbled, looking down at the sign paper. A spark of concern glowed in his eyes as he glowed, and he asked, "Are you getting cold feet? If you are, it's okay to-" "No," Jada said, hugging his arm and looking up at him, a smirk lighting up her face. "I owe this to Grandfather to set our family back to its past glory. No one else wants to do it, so if I have to do it alone and offend them all, so be it." With a grin, Chase leaned in, his nose touching hers, and whispered, "Who said you were alone? You got me." A smile lit up Jada's face, and he kissed her head before letting go and pulling away as she picked up the pen again. Drawing a deep breath, Jada put the pen on the paper and signed the ownership document of ADs' group.
When Andrew's secretary saw him leaving the office, she stood to her feet and said, "Sir, are you going out? Is Mis Hudson allowed to be in your office?" But he stormed past her, and a look of confusion crossed her face as she tried to figure out if she should follow him or confront Jada instead. When the doors to the office opened and the secretary walked in, Jada's calm eyes met her raging ones. Suddenly, the secretary lashed out, "What are you doing in the boss's seat?! How disrespectful? Don't you have any manners, coming in here and sitting where you don't belong?!" "Where I don't belong, you say." Jada laughed, locking her fingers together. "I see where your loyalty lays, and for that, you are fire." Raw shock rippled through the secretary's body as she realized the gravity of Jada's words, and she mumbled, "What are you saying?" "You are looking at your new boss. The owner of ADs group, and as she said, you are fire. Clear your desk, lady." Rolex said, his muscles flexing
Silence settled in the room, but the tension grew as the rest of the uncles and aunt stared at Jada, expecting her to back down because Andrew had more knowledge of ADs' and had spent years running the company.But Jada leaned back in her chair, considering Andrew's proposal carefully. She knew this was a high-stakes challenge, and the outcome could determine the future of ADs Group and her place within the family. But she was not one to back down from a challenge, especially when she believed in her abilities.After a moment of contemplation, Jada nodded, her eyes unwavering. "Agreed, Uncle Andrew. I accept your challenge. Let's write those proposals and see who can win the contract from Steel INC."The room was filled with a mixture of surprise and anticipation. Jada's confidence had caught many off guard, and they couldn't help but wonder if she was stupid.But what they didn't know was that after the incident, Mr. Clark had been secretly teaching her and ensuring she was well-educ
Sitting in the bar, Chase couldn't stop tapping his feet, anxious to meet Jada soon, and when his friend Josh noticed his uneasiness, he frowned, saying, "Do you have somewhere better to be than with us?" "Yes. With my fiancee, actually." Chase let out, reaching for his glass. "Ouch," Theo laughed, but Josh's eyes darkened in annoyance. Then a teasing smile twisted on his lips, and he said, "Have you heard the saying, 'Bros before ho-" "End that statement, and I will cripple you," Chase mumbled, resting the glass on his lips. Chase's response left Theo laughing even harder while Josh held up his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright," he chuckled. "No need to get violent. I get it, man. Fiancée first, friends second." The music in the bar continued to echo through the dimly lit room, filling the air with a pulsating energy. It mingled with the clinking of glasses, the murmurs of conversations, and the occasional burst of laughter, creating a symphony of sounds that served as t
As Ben drove away from her grandfather's grand mansion, Jada couldn't help but smile, lowering the windshield. The fact that she had just convinced him to let her take charge of AD's group, one of the most prestigious companies of their family's empire before Andrew ruled and destroyed it, had her giggling to herself. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the landscape as Ben sped down the winding road. The wind whipped through her hair, and she couldn't shake the exhilarating feeling that coursed through her veins. For so long, she had been working tirelessly to prove herself to her family, and finally, she had a chance to make her mark plus get her revenge. As Ben approached the fence, the sprawling mansion, a sense of anticipation settled over her. She couldn't wait to share the good news with him. After Ben pulled into the driveway of Chase's villa, Jada rushed out of the car, entered the mansion, and made her way through the opulent foyer. When Jada e
The morning sun lazily crept through the curtains, painting a warm, golden glow across the room. Jada had left for work early, and Jacob knocked lightly on Chase's bedroom door, then pushed it open. The room was empty, and just as Jacob was about to turn away, he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. For a while, he leaned against the doorframe, patiently waiting for Chase to come out. Moments later, the bathroom door creaked open, and Chase stumbled out, his hair wet, a towel around his waist, and a deep frown etched on his face. "Morning, master." Jacob greeted him cautiously. Walking over to his bed, Chase groaned and pressed his hand to his forehead. "Ugh, morning. I think I might have overdone it last night." Remembering how he and Jada were yesterday, Jacob tried not to think about what happened in this room last night and then shook his head, clearing his throat. "Are you okay?" He finally asked, his concern overriding his initial reluctance. With a
The lobby of the ADs Group skyscraper had fallen into a tense silence after Maria's dramatic quarrel with Jada. The employees, who had been buzzing with gossip, watched with wide-eyed curiosity as Maria stood there, her eyes welling up with tears. Seeing the dull look in her cousin's eyes, Maria took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she addressed the crowd of onlookers. "Please, everyone, I just want what's fair. My father, Andrew Hudson, dedicated his life to this company. He built it from the ground up. And now, because of Jada's ruthless decisions, he's been cast aside like he means nothing." Her suppressed rage made her plea sound heartfelt, and her tears seemed genuine. She had a way of garnering sympathy, and some employees began to murmur amongst themselves, uncertain where their loyalties should lie, especially since she was rude to them when Andrew had ruled the company. Despite the mumblings, Jada's expression remained unreadable, knowing that her cousin's plea could
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The morning sun danced through the lace curtains, casting a warm glow across the spacious room. Beaming, Jada stood in front of the grand mirror, her reflection a vision of ethereal beauty. The ivory gown hugged her slender frame, cascading down in layers of delicate lace and silk. A symphony of beaded embellishments adorned the bodice, shimmering like stardust on a moonlit night. As she admired her reflection, her heart swelled with excitement and anticipation. The room buzzed with the sound of laughter and joy as Sarah, Katherine, and Ivy, gathered around her. Their faces were aglow with love and pride, mirroring Jada's own emotions. With gentle hands, they carefully fastened the buttons on her gown, each intricate detail an homage to the love she shared with Chase. Suddenly, Sarah wiped away a stray tear that escaped the corner of her eye. "Oh, Jada, you look positively radiant. Chase is one lucky man to have you." "Indeed, my dear. Your love story is one for the ages. It warm
One Year Later The screeching tires echoed through the deserted parking lot as Ben expertly maneuvered the black car to a smooth stop. A symphony of engines ceased their purring, one after another, as the sixteen vehicles following in his wake mirrored his actions. For a while, Jacob, his sharp eyes never leaving the screen of his phone, got down with the other, and then he finally glanced up from the glow of the device. His commanding voice cut through the stillness. "Master Chase and Lady Jada are coming outside with young master," Men clad in impeccably tailored black suits emerged from the shadows, their presence commanding attention. They fanned out around the car, forming a protective circle, a formidable wall of security. Each man radiated an aura of strength, their eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced vigilance. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the airport in a hazy twilight. The flickering glow of the streetlights above bathed the scene in an othe
A look of fear crossed Jada's face, her voice quivered, and her eyes darted anxiously around the room as she cried, "The police... Why would the police come to us?" "Don't worry, rest yourself, and this will all be over," Chase said, stroking her cheeks to calm the stress that itched on her face. As he was about to leave the bed, Jada grabbed his hand, her grip tight and desperate. She looked up at him with wide, tear-filled eyes and said, "I want to come with you." "No, stay," Chase said, gently but firmly. "I am not some dog!" "Babe, you know that's not what I mean," "Stress is not good for our baby," "That's why I don't want you to come," "If I stay back, I am going to die from anxiety." Silence settled between them, the weight of their emotions intensifying in the dimly lit room, and Chase brushed his palm over his face and mumbled in his head, 'This is either going to break us up... or you love me beyond what I can ever imagine.' Then he nodded at her, a tiny smile
Panicking, Melissa sat in the private room of Greenland Restaurant, staring at Chase's message on her screen, "Meet me there by 12." But it was 12:30 and he had not shown up yet. With a scowl, she glanced at the empty glass, knowing that the bottle was also empty. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked Chase. His eyes met hers and the was this coldness that flashed across them. "What is it?" Melissa asked worriedly as he sat down next to her on the table and put his arms behind his head, letting out a yawn. "You killed Maria, didn't you." Chase's eyes flashed dangerously in amusement, as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, despite the anger seething within his chest. "You bought Lennon Haven, set a trap with Maria helps to kill Jada, and when your plans were falling apart, you left Maria in that building and triggered the bomb, blasting the building and killing her inside. Truth or truth?" Chase asked as a cruel smile played upon his face. "Who told you those lies?" sh
The sound of water dripping echoed in Leon's ears, reverberating through the dimly lit room. He sat in a chair, his wrists tightly bound behind the backrest, feeling the cold metal dig into his skin. The chill in the air seemed to seep into his bones, adding to the discomfort that already plagued him. As his head throbbed with pain, he struggled to make sense of his surroundings. The air smelled musty, like a forgotten cellar left untouched for years. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps grew louder, resonating in his ears and sending a shiver down his spine. The dread of the unknown gripped him, his heart pounding in his chest. And then, in one swift motion, the blindfold was yanked from his face. His eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, and fear washed over him as he found himself staring into Chase's cold, unyielding eyes. The look of rage etched on Chase's face was raw, causing a lump to form in Leon's throat. Before he could utter a single word, Chase's fist slammed into his nose w
As Chase's eyes bore into Derry Lennon's trembling form, the weight of his threat hanging heavily in the room, the CEO's face drained of color as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation he found himself in. Sweat glistened on his forehead, a testament to the fear that coursed through his veins. With wild eyes, Derry's voice quivered as he stammered, "Two... two weeks? But... but I... I don't deserve this! I didn't know what Melissa was planning! I never wanted any harm to come to Jada!" Glaring down at him, Chase's expression remained cold, his voice devoid of empathy. "Your involvement, whether intentional or not, led to an attempt on Jada's life. I could easily have your blood spilled on this very floor, but I'm showing you mercy. Two weeks, Derry. Two weeks to turn yourself in and face the consequences." The feeling of Chase's men's eyes on him made Derry's hands clenched into fists as he struggled to find his voice. "I... I can't just... I have a family, a reput
When Jada walked into their bedroom, she froze at the sight of Chase taking off his shirt, and the deep scar on his back made tears well up in her eyes. The scars from the burn on his back made her heart hurt, and she took steps toward him, stopping. Then her fingers rested on his skin. When Chase felt her touch, he closed his eyes, leaning into Jada’s hand on his back, and mumbled, "It has healed nicely, hasn't it?" "Our baby is so lucky to have a dad like you," Jada whispered, tracing the scars on his skin with delicate fingers. "You're such a good man." She mumbled, kissing his back, and Chase turned around, smiling down at her. Then he squatted, resting his palm on Jada's stomach, whispering, "Hey, bubby... Are you enjoying yourself in there?" "I can't believe Peanut is five weeks now." She pouted. "Peanut?" "Did you see the Ultrasound? Our baby was so small." A laugh left Chase's mouth as he kissed Jada's temple, saying, "Peanut if only five weeks, my love... and don't
Meeting his eyes, Jada hesitated, the weight of her past pressing down on her as she contemplated sharing the most intimate details of her childhood with Chase. But she knew that he deserved to understand her perspective, so she began to speak, her voice soft and filled with emotions. "Growing up, my world was a bit of a paradox. On the one hand, I had the privilege of being raised in a wealthy and influential family, but on the other hand, I felt a sense of isolation and detachment from it all. My parents, especially my father, were deeply immersed in the world of business. The HH Corporation was everything to him, and he had little time or inclination to be a father. I think he believed that providing for me financially was enough." Calmly, Jada approached the bed, sitting by him, and took his hand in hers, staring down at the floor. Then she squeezed his hand and said, "I was closest to Maria the most. She was older than me, and I looked up to her like a big sister. Maria was t