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MAGNUS CLAIRE, the Ripley family lawyer, did not disappoint. The moment he saw the divorce settlement Latton sent. He immediately notified Albert about it and, as Latton expected, Albert was enraged. “What was she thinking?” Albert yells internally as his chauffeur drives to Ripley International, now being renamed as Va - Yor - Ri Unlimited. He angrily entered his old company and barged into the CEO's office. His face is full of rage, jugular veins are bulging, hot blood rushing all over him, and he has one specific mission: to avenge his daughter. “How dare you hurt and use my daughter?” He said while tightly holding Victor’s collar. Victor raises his hands in a defensive position and says, “I'm just a pawn like everybody else in that creative world of hers, the only difference is I'm on her good side.” Albert frowned and gave a confused gaze. He slowly let go of his collar. “You still don't get it, do you? Let me elaborate. This is all part of her plan. From the day that I told
“THANK YOU. For letting go of Lucius and Victor easily on such very short notice,” Latton muttered gently over the phone while she lay calmly on her bed. Lucian bit his bottom lip, “You owe me a lot, Latton.” She laughs, “I know. I know. I’ll make it up to you one of these days or maybe sooner.” “Sooner?” He mumbles in curiosity. She hummed. He smiled, “ I heard Va - Yor - Ri Unlimited is thriving….” He paused mid-sentence then cleared his throat. “Does that mean you are about to get a divorce?” He asked wishfully. She heaves deeply then grinned, “Yes, in fact it's already signed, and we are just waiting for the right moment for it to be announced via divorce party.” He laughs devilishly, “A divorce party with Victor?” “Yes, it’s to show everyone that it's a mutual decision.” She pointed out. “After that it's business as usual again.” “How about you doing business with me? Let’s go back to Canada. This time I’ll be more patient in teaching you how to drive.” He offered merrily
AFTER ONE WEEK, Albert Ripley and Alison Gardner's trial for Catherine's murder began and after a few days the verdict was out. Latton is pacing back and forth in the Ripley Manor living room while Derek is connected to her laptop via video call. Both are waiting patiently for their family lawyer, Magnus Claire's call. Even though they know that Albert will take the fall for Catherine’s death as the mastermind that orchestrated everything, they still want to know if Albert will be sentenced to death or life imprisonment. Although Latton said Albert was dead to her, she didn’t really want him to die. “The tension is killing me. I should have attended the trial.” She yelled internally. Derek clears his throat to get her attention, “Would you stop? You’re making me dizzy,” he shouts. His voice was almost cracking and Latton could sense his stress. She exhaled profoundly, “What’s taking so long?” She mumbled, “I think Magnus forgot to call us.” She exclaimed and took out her phone to
It’s Latton and Victor’s divorce party. The whole manor was decorated with white, black and red themes. Victor made sure it would be the event of the century. He ordered a 6 ft red velvet cake with white frosting covered with small broken red hearts. The whole manor is filled with round tables with a bouquet of red roses at the centerpiece and a piece of small business card-sized card that says 'Victor and Latton’s divorce party', with a sweet photo of them taken when they got married in Vegas. He also hired an orchestra to entertain the people and when it reached 11pm a live band would take over the entertainment to continue with the after party. 7pm and Latton is still in her robe preparing. She'd been in contact with Lucian for the past few days, exchanging lustful messages and photos. Both are excited that they could finally make their relationship public soon. They've been longing to see each other again after their encounter in the Hospital. "The party starts at 9pm. Don't b
THE beautiful classical music filled the entire of Ripley Manor. The guests are chatting to each other. Airo, Angeline, and Thalia were seated at the same table as Virgil York. “So where is my soon-to-be ex-daughter-in-law?” Virgil asked with an annoyed tone. “My daughter is still in her room. Victor went upstairs to pick her up,” Thalia explained. “Your daughter? So you are the infamous Thalia or should I say Nathalia Rees the actress,” Virgil commented while holding on to his cane tightly. Thalia nodded. Meanwhile, Airo and Angeline are observing the two. "Your face changed a lot from the first time I saw you. You had a lot of surgery done to your face." Virgil pointed out with a sarcastic tone. Thalia ignored his hurtful remarks and marched away from him and sat at the opposite table where John, Vivian, Xavier, Lucius, were sitting. Angeline almost choked on her drink when she heard Virgil's comments. "This old man sure is rude," Angeline thought to herself. Virgil scoffed
AFTER the flashing lights from the camera, Latton saw John’s terrified look while talking to someone on the phone. Her face paled instantly, and it was as if everything moved slower and the ambiance turned darker. There’s a gloomy air surrounding them, a feeling too familiar to her that brings back memories of when her grandpa and Catherine died, the same look of the people who heard the bad news first. She marched to John and Vivian and heard about Lucian’s accident. Hearing that, she felt a wave of relief, knowing that he is still alive. Her lips were still shaking, “I’m going with you.” she exclaimed worriedly. She was not even thinking clearly about what the press and guests would think if she suddenly disappeared. “How about the party? You need to entertain all these people.” John states while he is sweating bullets. “I’ll take care of everything. If someone asks, I’ll tell them you're drunk and went to sleep,” Lucius suggested. Victor coughed, “I can handle it. Go to the ho
“MISS, where are you going?” Lucian asked. Her hand was already on the doorknob, she stopped dead in her tracks. “Latton. My name is Latton. It seems like you don’t remember me?” She mumbles softly. Lucian stared at her then shook his head. She smiled bitterly, “Well, I’m your lover.” She explained. He laughs. “You? My lover?” He says mockingly while looking at her from head to toe. Being in the hospital for more than a week with sleepless nights worrying about him made her look unkempt and sick. She frowns. “Don’t get me wrong. You are cute, but you are not my type. I mean look at you, you look like an imp.” He smirked. “Are you one of those ladies from the club that I flirted with? This is the reason why I don’t give my name when drinking in bars. Girls will try to trap me like they won a jackpot in the lottery. Well, you are not the first one to do that,” he commented. She was dumbstruck and was taken aback momentarily. “Are you saying I followed you here, and I’m a gold digg
SHIRLEY reminded Lucian of how their relationship used to be. Pointing out that he was a timid teenager back in the day and kept apologizing after their first night together. “Do you remember that? You are so gentle. You kept apologizing because you thought you were hurting me when, in fact, you gave me the best orgasm in my life.” Shirley exclaimed seductively. “Oh god spare me the details,” Latton yelled out internally while sitting on the sofa. Shirley discreetly sneered at her but none of them spoke about each other. “I do remember that. One of the best memories, but nothing beats the first time I saw you at the Tavern. You are wearing a simple black dress and red shoes, dancing like you are in a metal band concert even if the music changes.” He recollects in glee. Shirley’s face paled, “Me in red shoes?” She mumbled. He nods merrily. Oblivious that Shirley hates the color red and that the girl in his memory is Latton. Latton smiled triumphantly. “Why don’t you wear those cl
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