Dwight Cullen stepped out of his car with a sense of purpose he had never felt before. The weight of his newfound identity as Dwight Mendez, the heir to one of the greatest fortunes in California, sat heavily on his shoulders. He wasn’t the same man who had spent years as the Nortons’ humble cleaner. No, now he was someone entirely different—someone with power, influence, and the means to help Mandy exact the revenge she had long dreamed of.
From the cottage window, Mandy watched as her husband marched toward the grand entrance of the Norton mansion. She could sense that something was going to go wrong, something risky. Without thinking, she hurried after him, her heart racing with fear. But Dwight was already too far ahead, his strides full of determination. There was no stopping him now. As Dwight entered the Norton mansion, he found the family gathered in the luxurious drawing room, engaged in a tense discussion. The atmosphere was heavy with anxiety. Grandpa Benson sat at the head of the table, his wrinkled face creased with worry. Uncle Mark was pacing the room, his hands gesticulating wildly as he spoke. Gerald, Dwight’s longtime tormentor, leaned back in his chair with a scowl on his face. Rachel and Elsa sat to the side, their expressions grim as they listened. “They’re pulling out all their shares,” Gerald spat, slamming his fist on the table. “The Wendel's wants nothing to do with us anymore. If they go through with this, we’re finished!” “We can’t let this happen,” Grandpa Benson replied, his voice shaky. “The Wendels are the backbone of our company. Without them, we’re nothing.” Rachel shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. “Ramsey Wendel is a fool. He doesn’t realize the damage he’s doing by cutting ties with us. We have to find a way to stop him.” Dwight stood there, unnoticed by the family, listening to their panicked conversation. A smile crept onto his face. They were vulnerable, desperate, and he was about to deliver the blow that would change everything. “Would the Nortons mind becoming partners with the Mendez?” Dwight’s voice rang out, cutting through the room like a knife. The room fell silent. All heads turned toward Dwight, and the shock on their faces was almost comical. Gerald was the first to recover, his expression twisting with fury. “How dare you, Dwight!” Gerald growled, rising from his chair. “How dare you mention the Mendez name with that filthy mouth of yours!” Grandpa Benson’s face turned beet red, his eyes bulging with anger. Even Uncle Mark, usually the calmest of the group, looked stunned. Rachel rolled her eyes and let out a disgusted huff, clearly offended by Dwight’s audacity. Mandy, who had just caught up to Dwight, froze at the doorway. Her eyes widened in horror as she realized what her husband had just done. “Dwight, what are you doing?” she whispered, her voice trembling. But Dwight remained calm, his gaze fixed on the Nortons. “I’m serious,” he said, his voice steady and confident. “I can make the Mendez family your partners.” Gerald let out a harsh laugh, his face contorted with rage. “You? A lowly cleaner? You think you can speak for the Mendez family? Don’t make me laugh.” Grandpa Benson shook his head, his hands trembling as he pointed at Dwight. “You’ve gone too far this time, boy. If you think you can throw around the Mendez name like that, I’ll see to it that you’re kicked out of that cottage too.” Uncle Mark, however, held up a hand, signaling for silence. “Wait, let’s hear him out,” he said, his eyes narrowing as he studied Dwight. “He seems awfully confident for someone who’s supposedly out of his depth.” Rachel scoffed and got up from her seat. “I’m not wasting my time listening to this nonsense,” she declared, storming out of the room. “Let me know when the delusions are over.” Dwight watched her leave but remained undeterred. He turned back to the remaining Nortons, his expression unwavering. “I’m offering you a lifeline,” he said. The room erupted in laughter. Grandpa Benson, Gerald, and even Elsa couldn’t contain themselves. To them, Dwight’s words were nothing more than a bad joke. But Dwight stood there, unflinching, waiting for the laughter to die down. “I’ll tell you what,” Grandpa Benson finally said, wiping a tear from his eye. “If you can make the Mendez family partner with us, I’ll consider you a hero. But if you can’t, you’ll be out on the streets with no place to call home.” Mandy’s heart sank as she heard Grandpa Benson’s words. She knew he was only looking for an excuse to get rid of Dwight once and for all. But Dwight remained calm, his confidence unshaken. “Deal,” Dwight said, a small smile playing on his lips. they he walked away. Mandy grabbed his arm, her voice filled with desperation. “Dwight, what are you doing? You can’t help them! They don’t deserve it.” Dwight turned to her, his expression softening. “Don’t worry, Mandy,” he said, gently cupping her face in his hands. “I’m not helping them. I’m up to something, trust me.” Mandy wanted to believe him, but the uncertainty gnawed at her. “But how are you going to link the Nortons and the Mendez together?” Dwight chuckled and shook his head. “That’s for me to know and for them to find out,” he replied, giving her a reassuring wink. *** The next morning, Dwight set his plan into motion. He called one of his CEOs, Pamela, and instructed her to reach out to the Wendel Sybarian Enterprise with a proposal for a partnership. Pamela, always sharp and efficient, wasted no time in making the call. Serena, sought Ramsey’s approval for the deal, and it was quickly accepted. Ramsey, thrilled at the prospect of partnering with the most influential company in California, agreed without hesitation. Dwight couldn’t help but laugh when he received the news. Everything was falling into place. The Nortons were desperate, and the Wendels were now under his control. He had both families right where he wanted them. He woke up early the next morning and ordered Cane to deliver the Norton company’s papers to him. It was time to reveal his hand. Cane arrived at the cottage, discreetly handing over the documents that would change everything. Dwight tucked them under his arm and, with Mandy by his side, marched up to the Norton mansion. He summoned the entire Norton family to the drawing room, their faces filled with curiosity and suspicion. Mandy stood beside Dwight, her heart pounding as she tried to make sense of what was happening. Dwight placed the company papers on the table and looked each of the Nortons in the eye. “I’m the owner of your company now,” he announced, his voice filled with authority. “Your lives are in my hands.” The room went silent. The shock on their faces was priceless. Mandy’s mouth fell open in disbelief. This was beyond anything she could have imagined. Dwight smiled, enjoying the moment. “I’d like to remarry my wife, Mandy,” he continued, his voice calm and measured. “And this time, I’m not proposing with a thread. I’m going to buy the most expensive ring in California.” Bella gasped. Mandy’s jaw dropped further, her mind struggling to catch up with everything that was happening. “And with that being said,” Dwight added, his smile turning into a smirk. “I plan to sell the entire Norton company and use the money to buy that ring.” The Nortons stared at him in shock, their faces pale with fear. Dwight had them cornered, and they knew it. *** Meanwhile, across town, Serena burst into Ramsey Wendel’s office, a broad smile on her face. “We did it, Ramsey,” she exclaimed. “The Mendez company has bought all the shares in our company. We belong to the Mendez now!” Ramsey’s heart soared with excitement. Partnering with the most powerful company in California was a dream come true. But his joy was short-lived. As he scrolled through the latest headlines, his face drained of color. Lorenzo Mendez was dead, and he had willed everything to his lost but found son. But who was this mysterious son? Why was his identity hidden? And why was he so interested in the Wendels? A sense of dread settled over Ramsey as the realization hit him—his entire fortune was now in the hands of this unknown person. His phone beeped with a new message, and as he reached for it, his heart pounded in his chest.He glanced down and saw the message was from Bella. His heart raced as he read her words: "Dwight has something to do with the late Mendez man. Make sure you don't partner with the Mendez..." His eyes widened, and panic set in."Serena!" he barked into the intercom, summoning her back in.Within moments, Serena stormed into the room, her pencil skirt clinging like a second skin. "What's wrong?" she asked."We need to cut all ties with the Mendez company, right now!" Ramsey declared, his voice trembling with urgency.Serena’s face fell slightly, but her eyes glinted with something else — annoyance? No, it was more like mischief. "Too late," she said calmly. "We're already... theirs, remember?"Ramsey blinked, his mind whirling. "What do you mean too late, Serena! at least something can be done!?"Serena shrugged nonchalantly. "The Mendez company owns us, Ramsey. We belong to them now. nothing can be done."Ramsey's heart sank. Panic morphed into something darker, something more despe
Serena arrived home. She stood at her window, staring at the city lights—Her mind raced, plotting her next move against Ramsey and Bella. She knew she had to act fast, but what could she do that would hurt them the most? Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. It was Peter Allison, her nosy but strangely charming neighbor."Hey, Serena," Peter greeted, leaning against her doorframe with a casual grin. "You look deep in thought. Everything alright?"Serena sighed, crossing her arms. "Not really, Peter. I’m trying to figure out how to make two people’s lives miserable."Peter raised an eyebrow, amused. "Ramsey and Bella, I presume?"Serena nodded surprised how he knew. "I just need something... powerful. Something that will really shake them."Peter’s smile widened. "I might have just the idea you need," he whispered conspiratorially, leaning closer. "But why should I tell you? What's in it for me?"Serena laughed softly. "Oh, come on, Peter. Just tell me."He leaned even
Full of furry, Mandy paced back and forth in the living room, her heels clicking against the wooden floor, echoing the storm raging inside her. Dwight sat on the couch, still calm as ever, holding his jaw with his palm and barely glancing at her. Mandy couldn’t stand it anymore. She turned to him, her voice laced with frustration. “So, are you still selling the Wendel’s company or not?” she demanded, her eyes blazing. Dwight put down his hand slowly, deciding if he should tell her the truth or not, the silence between them thick and tense. “Ramsey was smart enough to opt out of the Mendez,” Dwight said, his voice cool but his words sharp. “He’s not under me anymore.” Mandy felt as though the floor had been yanked out from under her. Her heart sank, crushed by the weight of Dwight’s revelation. Ramsey had escaped the Mendez’s clutches?? She will be stuck in a humiliating mess. The world had seen her brag about owning Wendel’s company in her viral video. Now, she will be ca
With a confident smile, Mandy began her speech. “Ladies and gentlemen, I know that many of you have worked here for years, maybe even decades for my church rat ex-husband, Ramsey Wendel." Mandy smirked. "And I'm so sure you all are matured minds knowing what's best for you. So, with that being said, I’m here to tell you that there’s a better way. A way where you’re not just employees, but partners." everyone paused anticipating her next words. "I am offering you all a direct partnership with the Mendez Corporation. You’ll have a stake in the company, a real say in how things are run, and most importantly, you’ll get the respect and compensation you deserve.” The workers gasped. Partnership? At this point, Conrad couldn't take it anymore, “Now hold on just a minute, Mandy. You can't just come in here and make such wild promises. These people know where their loyalties lie.” Mandy turned to Conrad with a steely gaze. “Conrad, I’ve had just about enough of your interruption
Ramsey was still clutching his phone, the shock of the bank manager’s words ringing in his ears. “Mr. Wendel, as I said, we cannot approve your loan without the legal consent of Mrs. Mandy Mendez. That's the only way for this to be possible.”"What the fuck!" Ramsey yelled, The line went dead. Ramsey was standing there in stunned silence. Bella watched as his face twisted with frustration and helplessness. “What now, Ramsey?” Bella asked, already confused. But Ramsey didn’t respond. He was lost in his own thoughts, trapped in the reality that everything was slipping out of his control. "Ramsey!" she beckoned."Bella, you psychopath sister has tempered with my financial leverage." He barked. "My bank manager said I cannot have access to any loan offer without Mandy's permission." His voice was full of resentment as he spelled out her name."Holy shit! what has Mandy done this time? How did she even do this?!" Bella was confused.Ramsey and Bella sat down devastated starring at
Mandy walked into the lavish living room of the Norton's mansion, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Dwight was seated on the sofa, papers scattered around him. He looked up as she entered, his face a mix of frustration and concern. “Mandy,” Dwight began, his tone serious, “we need to talk. I just got off the phone with our financial advisor. Why did you buy Wells Fargo using the Mendez name?” Mandy rolled her eyes, tossing her handbag onto the couch. “I did it because I could, Dwight. It’s just another piece of leverage we need to stay on top.” Dwight’s brows furrowed, and he stood, walking over to her. “You can’t just take power into your hands like this, Mandy. You need to consult me first. We’re supposed to be a team.” But Mandy scoffed, brushing him off. “Consult you? I don’t have time to sit around and wait for your approval, Dwight. This is business, and I’m doing what needs to be done.” Dwight’s patience was wearing thin. “This isn’t just about busi
Bella, sitting in her apartment, dialed Dwight’s number with a frown, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for him to pick up. “Bella, she’s gone completely off the rails,” Dwight said, his frustration evident. “Mandy left the house in a hurry after a phone call. I’m convinced whatever she’s after has to do with her revenge plan. I am sorry I can't seem to stop her from doing what she wants to.” Before Bella could respond, she heard a loud knock on her door. Her heart skipped—She wasn't expecting anybody! She opened it to find Mandy standing there, her eyes wide and intense. She looked as if she had just stepped out of a dream, or perhaps a nightmare. “Mandy?” Bella asked, trying to sound calm despite her anxiety. Mandy pushed past Bella and walked into the living room with a determined stride. “Baby Bee. Remember when we used to play in the backyard? Mom and Dad used to cheer us on from the porch. Those were the days, huh?” Bella freezed. Hearing the words 'baby be
Mandy stepped out of Ramsey’s Casino, the glimmering lights reflecting off her cool expression. She had no business lingering there, no reason to stay and entertain the gnawing feeling that had crept up on her. Shaking her head, Mandy shoved those thoughts away. She had better things to do rather than ponder on what ever was going on in that casino. Full of wrath and determination, she decided to deal with Ramsey. She hopped into her car and sped off to meet Davis. Davis was at his usual drinking spot. He sat in the corner, casually sipping a beer, looking as calm and composed as ever. Mandy slid into the booth across from him, her eyes sparkling with a vengeful fire. "I need something done." Davis raised an eyebrow, taking another leisurely sip before responding. "Mandy, you’re starting to scare me with all these mischievous looks and tone of yours. What do you need this time?" "Ramsey," she said bluntly. "I want him waylaid. Rough him up a bit. Let him feel what it mea