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LATTON's hands are shaking and her palms sweating profusely as she stares at herself in the bathroom mirror. She could vividly remember her conversation with her mother yesterday, and it left a sour taste in her mouth. Thalia's words still echo in her mind. “A decade ago I borrowed money from them. I badly needed the money at that time,” she says. Her voice was dry and shaking. Latton frowns then asks curiously, “How much do you owe them?” Thalia coughs and then mumbles in a low, timid voice, "250 million. I could sell the Mist Prix, but it would take time, and I'm afraid, given the economy right now, my company doesn't value that much. Also, Boris Petrakov needs the money as soon as possible." Thalia stared at Latton with a pleading gaze, indirectly hinting at her to lend her money. “250 million debt to a guy named Boris,” Latton mumbles to herself. The moment she heard the name Boris Petrakov and the amount of debt Thalia had. She immediately doubted and questioned everything
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING SCENE=== FUEL by rage, Latton visited her mother in the hospital. Surprisingly, when she went to the room, Thalia was standing and seemed to be gleeful. Latton’s blood boiled in anger. She then yelled, “BRAVO! I never knew you were a good actress. You got me. I actually thought this time you were telling the truth. But yet again, I'm wrong, and I never learned to accept that you can never love me. You still blame my existence for your failed career. It's always money for you. You want to scam money from me again.” Her words convey anger, disappointment, and exhaustion. “What are you talking about?” She asks, acting clueless. Latton marched towards her and pulled her neck brace, which was easily removed without any pain, "I never thought you would stoop this low. Fake an attack and confinement. How much did you even pay the hospital for this sick act of yours?" She roared in dismay. Thalia opens her mouth to retort Latton's claims but
ALBERT RIPLEY was having breakfast with Catherine when they heard the main door open. Soon, their butler, Garette, entered the dining room holding a brown envelope. "What is it?” Albert asks while cutting his bacon. “A parcel. It was sent via private courier with no return address,” Garette responded while intently checking all corners of the envelope. “Who is it for?” Catherine asked. “For Mr. Ripley,” Garette answered politely. “Hand it to me,” Albert demands while extending his hand. “Can you open it later after we eat?” Catherine requested while lightly tapping Albert's hand. “It might be important. I want to see it now.” He insists. Soon Garette marched toward him and handed the envelope and when he saw the contents his face contorted in anger instantly. His reaction scared Catherine. She was about to speak, but suddenly Albert’s phone rang, and it was an unknown number, but he already knew who it was. He answers the call angrily and screams, “What do you want!?” He tightly
ALBERT, together with Kirby, went back to their table and resumed having lunch with the Caldwells, which made George feel better, while Lucian continued looking at the door, expecting for Latton to come in, but she did not appear. Then he heard Lucius ask Kirby, "Where's Latton?" Kirby only shrugs. Lucian was about to send a text message to Latton, when suddenly Albert spoke to him and asked about the projects that might overlap with the Mist Prix. He hid his phone and began to answer all of Albert's inquiries. Meanwhile, Latton decided to stay in one of the empty VIP rooms, as her face was flustered, and her eyes were swollen from crying. She wanted to get her mind off everything before heading home as she was still upset with her father for not trusting her. She stood by the window admiring how the rain was drowning the city. Unaware of her surroundings, she didn't notice a person standing behind her looking at her menacingly. She was taken by surprise when someone grabbed her h
WITH the partnership on the brink of collapse followed by the incident in Royal Ascent. Lucian is racking his mind on how to solve the issues. His father, George, already took the task of talking to Albert Ripley to give them time to fix things regarding the Mist Prix. Meanwhile, he needed to speak to Latton. He tried to call her, text her, and even email her, to no avail. She stayed working from home, but to his surprise, she never returned to Fleur de Ville. Soon he was summoned to George's office. When he got inside he could see his father’s disappointment in him, “Why is Malena in there? You told us that you had ended everything. And why in the world did she attack Latton? Is there something you need to tell me?” George states, his voice roaring in anger. “I’ll fix this. It’s just a misunderstanding. Everything will be put into order in no time. Trust me.” He said assuringly. George could only sit in his chair and hold his forehead. He wanted to say more, but their conversation
TEN in the morning, Lucian receives a call from Charmel stating that Malena is now in the custody of the Los Angeles Police Department. His face distorted in rage instantly, “Latton” he muttered with disgust, as if the name was unworthy to be spoken. He messages Alex to go to the LAPD to make bail for Malena while he marches to the 15th floor and gives Latton a piece of his mind. When he entered her office, she promptly greeted him with the words, “Scared already?” She said as she propped her head on her hand on the table. As if she’d been waiting for him to arrive. He swiftly walks toward her as if he's going to attack her, but he stops when he reaches her table. “Are you going to hit me?” She asks as she looks up to meet his cold gaze. She could sense his anger emanating all over him, but it did not bother her. He scoffed. She stood up, moved her head near him, and whispered, “I want to see you try.” "How do you even sleep at night, Latton?" He asks with disgust in his tone.
LATTON felt aggrieved, exhausted, degraded, unwanted, and used until she was wrung. She slouched on the passenger seat looking defeated, she stared outside, trying her best to hide her sorrow, but her eyes betrayed her, and her tears rolled down her cheek. She wiped it quickly with her hand as she could feel Melody glancing at her in the rearview mirror. She didn’t want Melody to report to Lucian that she was crying, that his words mattered to her, and that he got inside her head. She doesn’t want him to have the luxury of knowing she looks vanquished. Despite her efforts, her sobs didn’t go unnoticed and the moment they stopped at the red light, Melody instantly handed her a box of tissue. She smiles faintly at her with her swollen eyes, “Thank you,” she mumbles between sobs. “You’re welcome, Miss.” She clears her throat and then asks, “How much?” “What do you mean, Miss Ripley?” Melody inquired in confusion. “I asked how much. How much will it cost for you to keep your mouth shu
===WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS AN UNSETTLING TOPIC=== UNBEKNOWNST to Latton, she is not the only one having issues with dealing with a man. Weeks after, her stepmother Catherine resigned as Chief Operating Officer of Ripley International. Soon came their marital problems that she never mentioned to Latton. Albert leaves for work early and returns home late. It’s as if he was avoiding her. To put her theory to the test, she stayed up one night waiting for him and preferred a savory dinner with candlelight. She wore his favorite sexy lingerie that he purchased for her to wear on special occasions. The kind that once he sees she is wearing he can’t stop himself from ravishing her. He arrived around eleven o’clock in the evening, exhausted and drunk. He didn’t appreciate her staying up all night and even criticized her choice of clothes. She let him off the hook that night and cried herself to sleep next to the snoring pile of a man that she calls husband. She was supposed to tell L
Hey, Stranger! That became my readers. I can’t thank you enough for staying till the last chapter of the story.I always thought writing was not for me. I never thought I could gather readers, thanks for proving me wrong. :)Please follow my author account here at GN I might write another story soon. Dedication:For Simon for being an awesome author, your novel opened my eyes to the world of books. For Poncho, my English Bulldog for being a good boy. For my mother who’s my strongest fan and critic. My partner, who became my unwilling contributor for intimate scenes. Lastly, for my greatest adversary who kept on saying I can’t make it and I’m never enough A.K.A me. Sincerely, Latton RipleyThis is not a goodbye. It’s more of a see you later. :)=Mini Story=(Happens when Latton was in a coma)LUCIUS is running out of the lift thinking he is late for his first meeting with Caldwell Incorporated as C.O.O for Va-Yor-Ri Unlimited. When he opened the conference door only Lucian was in th
“A GIFT from Alison Gardner!” The man yelled before shooting her. The scene kept on playing in Latton’s head ever since she woke up, but she didn’t say anything. She let the police finish their investigation, but it resulted in nothing. Haunted by the reality that her words were useless without any evidence, she could only keep her silence and wait for the right time.CONCURRENTLY, At the Women's Penitentiary.In the middle of the night, Alison Gardner was escorted out of her prison cell to a corridor leading outside the prison in a spacious car."Finally freedom!" She screamed while breathing in the air in the car."Money well spent," she mumbles to herself."Good work you guys," she added, but no one replied to her. “I will pay you in full once I get out of the country.” She added.Shortly after, the car stopped in a secluded area. She frowns, “Why are we here? I thought you were going to smuggle me out of the country via plane?” She asks.The driver smirked, “Well, change of plans.”
AT THE Women's PenitentiaryAlison was smiling from ear to ear. She receives a letter from her friend that states the court granted temporary access to her money."I might not be able to get away from the law, but I can surely pay someone to bust me out and get back on everyone. Especially with that brat that sent me here." She said as she glanced at the prison guards. Observing which people she could bribe."You seem in a good mood, pumpkin," Sam commented.Alison nods. But she did not give any details as she didn't want Sam to escape with her. She wants to do it on her own.She's been in prison for more than a year, and she has met people far more powerful than Sam, and she wants to take advantage of them.MEANWHILE, Lucian felt a pit in his stomach.Drowning sorrow creeps all over his body. He could feel sweat forming around his forehead, palms, and neck. Followed by an unknown bump that wants to throw him out of his misery.Shortly after, someone tugs on his suit. Unwilling to open
(Continuation of CHAPTER 121 - June 19, 2026)~He is in the Maldives...destination wedding.~ This was Lucius' answer when Latton asked where Lucian was. These were the words that were tormenting her mind.It pained her that after all the things they'd been through, it all ended like this.Her heart is breaking knowing that he is there somewhere getting married in a beautiful place just 6 months after she was shot."Am I that easy to forget? He didn't even wait a year," She mumbled while replaying all the promises he had told her. Soon, the item on the spare bed caught her attention.It's the teddy bear she gave to Lucian and the scarf she made for him.Her thoughts were soon interrupted when Lucius entered with Xavier, who had just arrived from Ohio.Xavier smiled from ear to ear seeing her awake. "Latton," he called out, then gently held her hand.He could sense her sadness."What's with the sad look on your face? Aren't you happy to see me? Are you still mad?" He asks politely.She
DAYS had passed and Lucian seemed to get worse. He became overbearing, he called every hour to check on her. It is as if someone is out to get them.Latton couldn't take it anymore, but she knew too well that Lucian wouldn't tell her what it was.She needed to investigate it without raising any suspicions. She made a surprise visit to Caldwell Incorporated as it might be work-related. It's not. Caldwell Inc. was flourishing, standing stronger than ever. She witnesses on her visit how he buries himself at work while constantly checking on her."If you continue doing that you are going to get sick." She mumbled as she patted his back in concern.He smiles. "I'll be fine." He says as he kisses her hand. "Why don't you stay in the CEO's lounge? I'll finish this, and we'll have lunch together." He suggested.She nods. She could see that the dark circle in his eyes worsened, and it seemed he had lost weight over the week.She wanted to speak to him when, suddenly, someone knocked on the door
JOHN and VIVIAN's engagement party was a success. It was even featured in a local newspaper with the caption 'A decade of love story'."An inspiring love story for everyone to read." Malena mumbles while reading through the newspaper.Then an idea entered her mind, "What if I chose to be with Lucian instead of plotting revenge against him and his family? Would I be this happy?" She asks herself while staring at Vivian's smiling image in the newspaper.She starts laughing at her own thoughts. "Of course not. I'm merely a substitute for Shirley and most likely I won't even meet him if I didn't plan everything from the start." She says, then folds the newspaper and hides it in the drawer. "This time I will make things right," she mumbles.Then she started rummaging through her computer and soon began typing on her phone.MEANWHILE, at Lucian's Villa.Lucian was still having difficulty sleeping, even with Latton in his arms, he couldn't stop having nightmares about losing her.On the other
ALBERT'S eyes enlarged."The audacity of this cunt," Albert thought as he stared malevolently at the man in front of him.He leaned forward and held Lucian's collar."Hey!? Cut it off." The police officer nearby yelled. Albert immediately let go of Lucian.Albert scoffed," Your words are more of a declaration than asking for permission," he remarked."How sure are you that my daughter will accept your proposal?" He added while crossing his arms.Lucian nodded, "She's the one who proposed to me." He muttered proudly.Albert laughed, "She did?" He spoke in surprise, and his gaze softened momentarily. He visualizes his daughter wearing a wedding gown, but soon sorrow creeps into him. The reality that he might not have the chance to walk his daughter down the aisle entered his mind.Soon his gaze darkened when he stared at Lucian, "If that's her decision... But... If you hurt her, assure yourself I won't take this lightly." He warns.Lucian smirked, "I know what you mean, and I would never
LATTON had just finished speaking to Boris over the phone when Igor pulled up the car in front of the manor’s main entrance. He opens the door for her and soon gets into the driver’s seat. “Where to Miss?” He asks nicely, his voice sounds jovial instead of threatening. She grinned, “Aren’t you a bit gleeful today?” She uttered without looking at him. He scoffed, “Can’t I be happy?” He answered sarcastically with his thick Russian accent.She smirked. “Well, that’s more like it.” She mumbled. “I spoke to Boris today.” She paused and then glanced at Igor, observing if there were changes in his demeanor.She noticed that he gripped the stirring wheel tighter upon hearing her words.He cleared his throat, “What did the boss say?” He inquired while staring at her through the rearview mirror.She leaned comfortably on her seat and then clasped her hands on top of her knees. “Your boss told me that you insist on working for me as a driver. Why is that?” She asks curiously.He laughs, “Wha
LUCIAN wrapped his arms around Latton's waist and kissed her neck, "How about we go back to your room and exercise before I go to the office?" He whispered flirtatiously in her ear. "What if after we do our cardio you accompany me anywhere I go?" He added while nibbling her neck.She blushed, and a hot wave of lust ignited in her body. She bit her lower lip and, as if she was under his spell, all she could do was agree and nod to him.They smile lustfully at each other like two thirsty bunnies hungry for one another's touch. He kisses her gently on the lips, but he can't get enough of her addicting soft lips. From a gentle peck to a full-blown French kiss. Their lips intertwined, and they couldn't seem to stop. Eyes closed, tongues rubbing each other, both caught in an intense tongue fight, none backed down.Their hands began traveling on each other's bodies. He hurriedly unbuttoned her pajama, then the buttons started to fall on the floor, but it never bothered them. He threw her top