"Fuck! Who dares toy with Alfonso Adelaide?" A loud voice filled with anger echoed through the room. In one sweep of his hand, all the objects on his desk of Alfonso Adelaide fell to the ground. Alfonso had just finished a short business trip from the Netherlands. When he arrived, he was surprised by the high number of reports about the collusion and nepotism scandal that his company had carried out. Of course, this managed to provoke emotions. The company is trying hard to participate in this prestigious smart city mega project. And now, the coffers of money that he should have gotten are in danger of being lost because of the news, which makes him want to quit. Not to mention the company can be blocked by big developers. Even the worst thing would be paying the penalty as compensation. Truly, the fate of Alfonso is very unfortunate. "Why can news like this be leaked to the media? I don't want to know! Find the culprit and teach them a lesson," said the man, still filled with an
Sophia has just finished her photo shoot with a well-known perfume brand. As soon as she was about to change clothes, one of the managers came over. She immediately handed over the cell phone she had left on purpose so he wouldn't miss it in case of an important call he had to pick up immediately. As soon as she received the mobile phone, Sophia immediately pulled to one corner of the room. Checking the cellphone screen, she was a little surprised by the series of short messages that Edward had sent to her. Edward : [Sophia, how are you? I haven't heard from you in a long time. Are you okay?] Edward : [Are you busy right now? I wanted to call you] Edward : [Jesus, stupid me, I. You must be busy right now. When you're done, reply right away. I want to take you to lunch together] Sophia smiled faintly. At first, I wanted to reply to the message that Edward sent. However, he refused to do so. Choosing to get back up, Sophia then changed clothes and approached Alexius, who had been wa
Since the heated argument between herself and Tristan that night, Sophia didn't find her husband coming in for the last two nights to sleep or change into work clothes in their room. They didn't even meet face to face at breakfast or dinner. Samanta knew that her husband spent time after time resting in his study. Sophia had been trying to ignore it. It was even hard to instill in him the belief that what Tristan was saying right now was just a big lie. Until the turmoil returned, Sophia couldn't stand it. Then chose to take his feet down the stairs for the sake of visiting at night to Aurora's room. "Aurora ..." she called softly as he knocked lightly on Aurora's door. Sophia's eyes were wary. Looking around, afraid that Tristan or someone else would see what he was doing. "Sophia," Aurora exclaimed when she opened the bedroom door. Without permission, Sophia immediately brought her right hand to purse Aurora's lips without allowing the beautiful woman to ask a lot of questions. G
Exactly one day after Sophia's confusion, she celebrated her birthday as planned. Located at the residence of the Adelaide extended family, a garden party was designed to be so private but still seemed luxurious and festive. Since morning Sophia seemed so busy preparing everything. As soon as night fell, she entertained all guests to enjoy the ongoing party. Tristan himself has not seen the bridge of his nose at all. After all, Sophia didn't care if the man didn't show up for the event she had organized tonight. "Sophia... congratulations on your birthday." Edward, who then came with his two friends, immediately greeted. The well-built man, without even being awkward, immediately threw a warm hug to Sophia. "Thanks, Edward," he said after breaking the hug. Seconds later, Sophia's gaze shifted to another figure standing next to her. "Thank you also to Jacob, Tita, Nicholas and Claire for the time you have taken to attend this party. I am really honored to receive your arrival," she s
Tristan was stunned for a long time. His eyes stared fixedly at the sheet of photos he was holding. Immediately, his body stiffened. Not to mention the feelings of anger, irritation, hatred, and feeling betrayed, suddenly burst out as if mixed to fill his chest cavity. For a moment, Tristan seemed unable to speak. His heart hurts too much to accept the reality he just got. Trying hard to dismiss it, but too much evidence seems ready to break all his arguments. "How?" Right across from him, there was Alfonso, who had been watching in silence. His eyes kept watching Tristan's movements carefully. Trying to read what other actions the young man would take after that. "This must be a ruse." After a long period of silence, Tristan finally spoke again. Lifting his face, the man gave a bland smile to his interlocutor. "I'm sure this must be part of the game, Papa," he later accused, unsure of what he had seen earlier. Alfonso immediately smiled. Leaning his shoulders back on the chair
Sophia looked confused and surprised when Tristan unexpectedly kissed her instead. Moreover, without the slightest awkwardness, the man moved his lips over Sophia's. Softly mashed, tasting the various flavors that were there. The hatred that Tristan usually displayed was not the least bit visible tonight. Maybe because of the influence of too much alcohol, the man behaved differently than usual. "Tristan, what are you doing?" "Of course kissing you. Why take so long to answer a question like that?" Tristan complained after breaking the kiss. The man's finger seemed to gently caress Sophia's lips which were wet from his kiss. "Is my question too difficult for you, hmm?" Sophia fell silent again. At that moment, his brain suddenly went blank. She had already stringed words together to answer her husband's question. "Tristan, you're drunk. We'd better end this pointless chatter." "I'm not drunk, Sophia," the man insisted with a chuckle. "If you weren't drunk, how could you be actin
Sir Joseph Eugene Thomson is a 60-year-old criminologist and forensic expert who is also a detective. The flight time is already very high. In Great Britain, the royals have even used their services countless times to uncover some complex cases to solve. Seeing his unquestionable behavior and workings, Tristan even ordered Mario to make an appointment with the middle-aged man. He had determined that Sir Joseph should handle everything related to the case of his father's death until everything was revealed. "Thank you very much, Sir Joseph. Sorry for bothering you to the point where you have to visit the Foxtail building in person," said Tristan as he invited his guest to sit down. "No problem." Joseph flashed a faint smile after taking a comfortable seat. He grabbed a cigar from his jacket pocket, burned it, took a slow sip, and invited Tristan to talk again. "For the size of a fantastically paid Client, I wouldn't bother visiting you in person." Laughter fell from Tristan's lips
A few minutes after Tristan left his room, Raphael cursed loudly and threw whatever was on his desk. Annoyance soared through him when Tristan didn't give him the slightest pause, let alone a chance to speak. Raphael had predicted that this event would happen. However, he didn't expect that Tristan would know so quickly. Everything was entirely beyond Raphael's expectations. Picking up the collection of photos of himself and Gracia on the table, Raphael felt hurt. The sadness he had tried to bury deep seemed to come back to the surface, forcing him to remember again. As he rubbed one of the photos, the memory fragments he had been holding tightly to himself evaporated to the surface. Continuing to stare at Gracia's image, Raphael muttered to himself. "Gracia... why did you have to leave me first? Do you know, I'm lonely without you?" For a moment, Raphael seemed to be repeatedly sighing and trying to normalize his emotions so that the chest pain that often attacks him doesn't rec