★★★★ "You have gone beyond, boy. Last night Cindy prepared..." Elder Colley paused mid-sentence as his gaze landed on his great-grandson, Dante, who stood with a woman and a girl beside him. His eyes instantly darkened with anger. "Who is she?" Elder Colley's voice thundered with suspicion. "She is someone Dante likes. So, I have invited her to this house," Damon replied, brushing his hair back in frustration. "Who are you, woman? I am not pleased to see you here. What family do you belong to?" Elder Colley demanded, ignoring Damon’s explanation and directing his hostility toward Jasmine. "You must not talk to my mother in that tone," Payne interjected, stepping forward with clenched fists, feeling the old man’s words were an insult to her mother. Elder Colley was momentarily taken aback by Payne’s eyes, which were strikingly similar to Damon’s. Her expression left no doubt about the similarities between her and Damon, yet it was also true that his grandson could not have an ille
★★★★"Don't you see what they are trying to do, Damon? And you are letting it happen! Do you think she would dare come here if Cindy were present in this house with you?" Grandfather Colley shouted at Damon. His health was not in the best state, and screaming at the top of his lungs only made it worse.The servants and other people present in the villa could not help but feel troubled by the situation. The way Grandfather Colley portrayed the scenario made it seem as though the woman and her daughter were intruders with ulterior motives, attempting to interfere with the family."Enough," Jasmine's voice cut through the tension as she hurried toward her daughter. "Stop blaming me just because you think so highly of your family and your grandson. I have never sought out this family or him if you really want to know the truth. You should be arranging for your grandson to marry Cindy if you want everything to fall into place," she said with clear distaste.She continued, "Next time if you
★★★★"I searched for you all over the studio before finding out you had already left. And why did you have such a big fight with Cindy Colley? She's a powerful person, plus the assistant directer. Involving in an argument with her is something kicking your dream with your own leg," Ceece asked, eager to discuss the incident that had occurred at the studio with Jasmine."I'm exhausted, Ceece. We can talk about it later," Jasmine replied wearily, sinking onto the couch beside them. Payne, looking unusually somber, headed straight for the room without greeting anyone."That's unusual. Tell me what happened with you two. Who upset our dear Payne?" Nadia probed Jasmine, noticing Payne's uncharacteristic sadness.Jasmine sighed, her expression weary. "I felt a strong blow today, realizing how much Payne yearns for a father figure. I still can't fill that void for her.""Did that guy hurt Payne somehow? What did he say?" Nadia's tone turned cold and sharp, her eyes piercing as she looked at
★★★★★ "Let's go, Payne," Ceece said upon reaching the room. She found Payne sitting in front of her mother's laptop, a focused look on her face. "Where?" Payne replied, her tone neutral as she closed the laptop and looked up at her Ceece. "To those people who upset you," Ceece declared, a determined glint in her eyes. "And on the way, I'll buy a lot of eggs so we can throw them at their house." Payne shook her head and sighed, "No need. I don’t want to go back there. I’m not just upset; I’m furious. That old man spoke so rudely to my mother." Her voice tightened with anger as she reopened the laptop. "So, I’m going to teach them a lesson in another way!" Ceece's curiosity was piqued. She sat down on the bed, leaning forward. "What way?" she asked, furrowing her brow. Sometimes, Payne's mysterious demeanor frightened her. Payne glanced at Ceece, her expression stern and serious. "If you promise not to tell Mother, I’ll let you in on my plan," she said, her voice low and steady. T
★★★★ "Mom, I know Mr. Harley. He is a Mafia. Paul told me. Do you think it would be wise to involve ourselves with him?" Layla asked, her voice tinged with anxiety as they both sat in front of a bag filled with money. "Look at the money! Are you seriously considering whether to keep it or not? Only a fool would think of returning this money!" Kesha snapped, her eyes glittering with greed. "Besides, if there's any danger, that bitch will be the one to suffer." "Yes, but I've seen Paul get angry because of that man at the party. I don’t think he’ll like our involvement," Layla replied, still torn. She couldn't shake the feeling that things were happening too smoothly for there not to be a catch. "Who’s going to tell him?" Kesha scoffed. "Darling, I understand your concern, but we’re in a major financial crisis. We're trying hard to maintain our status in society. Since your father became bedridden and the money we're spending on his treatment, I can’t see a smooth future for us witho
★★★★Ceece took a deep breath, preparing to explain the situation. "There's a lot of negative publicity online about your mom taking the role from Maria. We need to turn public opinion around."Payne nodded thoughtfully. "I see. What do you need me to do?""I need you to use your skills to shift the narrative. Can you do that?" Ceece asked, hopeful.Payne's eyes sparkled with determination. "I think I can help with that. Let me work on it after breakfast.""Thank you, Payne," Ceece said, feeling a wave of relief. "You're incredible, you know that?"Payne smiled. "I just want to help Mom."With that, Payne finished her breakfast quickly and went to her room to get to work, while Ceece felt a renewed sense of hope. She quickly grabbed her bag and headed to the exit to go to the studio with Jasmine.As soon as they arrived at the studio, a crowd began chanting threats about Jasmine's demise. "You are a bitch. How could you do that? You must have slept with the producers!" they yelled, th
★★★★ "Dante, son, why aren't you eating your breakfast?" Cindy asked gently, her voice filled with concern. She sat at the breakfast table with Damon and their grandfather, her eyes focused on Dante. "Sweetheart, look at me. It's Saturday so I thought we could go shopping and have some fun, and I can give you my full day without any distractions." Dante grumpily pushed his plate away. "I'm not hungry, nor do I have any mood to go anywhere," he muttered. Cindy sighed, recognizing the stubborn look on Dante's face. "Sweetheart, if you're angry or disappointed, we can talk and sort it out with a good laugh. But you need to eat your breakfast. It's important for your health." Dante crossed his arms and looked down at his plate. "I'm not hungry," he repeated, more sullenly this time. He wasn't upset with Cindy; his frustration stemmed from his father's outburst last night when he had thrown a tantrum about wanting to see Jasmine. Damon, sensing the tension, chimed in, "Eat your br
★★★Payne sat in her room next to the window, her determination illuminated on her face. She had spent hours tracking the activities of a malicious group spreading harmful content. She finally breached their defenses and infiltrated their network."Oh, you don't know me, crazy people. You are brave enough to hurt my mother. I will teach you how to hack," Payne mutterd to herself and began moving her fingers on the keyboard fluently, adjusting her posture giving herself a little help with the pillow. "Not now, Dante," Payne muttered, her attention snapped back to her task. She quickly closed the notification and refocused on her mission. She couldn't afford to let this group succeed in their attacks, especially not when they were targeting her now."Alright, let's see how you like this," Payne said aloud, her eyes narrowing with determination.Payne managed to break into the group's central communication hub. She quickly changed the passwords and locked the group members out of their o