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Natie.
The loud disturbing sound of a phone ringing suddenly woke Roxanne out of her deep slumber. “Roxy, how can you still sleep when your sister has snatched your fiancé? I saw them flaunting their love at your mother’s shopping mall!” Heather Jacobs screamed at her best friend on the phone with anger laced in her voice. "Aren’t you going to teach them a lesson?" The previous night, Roxanne Smith’s stepsister announced that she was pregnant and would be getting married to Victor Morgan who was also the father of her child. She claimed the two were in love and couldn’t stay away from each other. Victor Morgan was Roxanne’s fiancé and yet, he was easily snatched by Maya Smith, her stepsister. He even got her pregnant! Nevertheless, Roxanne seemed to be unbothered by this matter. After receiving the news that night, she even slept like a baby until 10:00 a.m. “Babe, I don’t care whether Maya and Victor are an item or not-” “Are you crazy?! Why wouldn’t you care? Don’t you get it? Maya
Miriam seemed to have a warm smile on her face, but Roxanne could see through her façade that Miriam just didn't want her daughter to marry a disabled man. What an excuse. Internally rolling her eyes, Roxanne was about to say something but Miriam continued, "My dear daughter, since your mother passed away, your father and I have worked hard to raise you and your sister. We all hope that you can marry the best man, and now, Henry is a good choice. Moreover, if we break the agreement, the reputation of the Smith family will be ruined. Likewise, the friendship between your father and the Ford family will cease to exist. As the best-behaved daughter of the Smith family, this must not be what you want, right? Kenneth?" Miriam threw the ball into Kenneth's hands. Indirectly urging him to convince Roxanne. Having mentioned the Smith family's reputation, Miriam knew Kenneth would not change his mind. Kenneth cleared his throat and looked at his daughter, saying, “I think there’s no probl
"Father, I don't want to destroy this shopping mall, it was left to me by my mother, wasn't it? And this shopping center is very profitable. Also, Henry is an extraordinary man. He is so rich and so outstanding, I'm afraid he will not see me as a good partner if I have nothing to my name. What if he annuls the marriage? After I marry Henry, I believe that he will help me run this shopping center. This is a great opportunity for the Smith family,” Roxanne reasoned with Kenneth and tried to persuade him. She was not going to give up without a fight! The area fell into silence as Roxanne waited with bated breath. Her future lay in what her father’s decision would be that day and he did not disappoint. When Kenneth sighed again, Miriam’s heart skipped a beat. She forced a smile and asked him, “Honey, you’re not thinking of putting her in charge of the mall, are you?” “I am… she’s right. The Fords won’t accept a wife with no proper qualities. Roxanne, you will be the managing director
Victor Morgan raised an eyebrow. The confident manner in which Roxanne confronted them caught him off-guard. Wasn't she a pushover? Where did she get the courage to stand up to them and humiliate them this way? "You want to call the police?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing. "I will if you don't pay. We have a word for people who get stuff without paying," Roxanne paused for a dramatic effect. "They are called THIEVES." The temperature around them reduced to a negative. Victor narrowed his eyes at Roxanne dangerously but she wasn't intimidated by him. Although he was handsome, tall with sandy brown hair and a rough beard, Roxanne looked down on him for having a poor sense of judgement. Who in their right mind would love Maya? She had a rotten personality. Her fakeness was evident in the way she carried herself. Was he blind? Regardless, his choice was none of Roxanne’s concern. She was there to make money. “Mr Morgan… if you and your fiancée are not buying anything, please l
Henry Ford's assistant, Diego Montero, pushed Henry's wheelchair. Diego used to work for Henry while he was abroad and when Henry came back to the Country, he was transferred back to continue working for him. He was an outspoken but kind man with curly dark brown hair and wore gold-rimmed glasses. When Roxanne got into the elevator with Henry Ford and his assistant, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. The place felt so small. Her heart was racing the entire time. Henry Ford’s powerful aura surged around them and she felt so small in his presence. How could a man still look so powerful despite his physical condition? Henry carried himself with an air of confidence that no one would dare look down on him. The moment the elevator doors opened, Roxanne let go of the breath she didn't realise she was holding. "Follow me," she told Diego and strode down the hallway confidently with her head and chin raised. When they arrived in her office, Roxanne pushed away the chair in front of her
Roxanne rolled her eyes and turned to face her sister who was standing next to Victor and her obnoxious friend, Alisha. A scoff escaped her lips. Indeed, they were birds of the same feather. Maya hooked her arm around Victor’s and sneered, “I didn't expect to see you here, Roxanne. Did you sneak in?” Of course, Maya thought Roxanne wouldn't have an invitation to such an upper-class event. It wasn't open to any Jim and Jack and only a few invitations were sent out. Maya was only able to go because Kenneth was invited and she begged him to give her his invitation card. Seeing Roxanne at the banquet came as a shock to her. "Henry hasn't seen you since news of your engagement was released and neither did he admit it to the media. It seems he doesn’t care about you. How do you still have the courage to attend a banquet?” Maya said sarcastically. “Mind your own business, Maya. I didn't come here for you,” Roxanne responded flatly. Meanwhile, Victor furrowed his eyebrows as a sliv
After Roxanne played the last notes, she stood up and curtsied while the audience erupted in applause. She whipped around to face the shell-shocked Maya. Smirking, she remarked, “Thank you, sis. I was wondering how I would introduce myself as Henry's future wife. Look around,” Roxanne said as cheers and praise echoed around them. “They love me.” Maya clenched her hands into fists and gritted her teeth. She didn't expect Roxanne to know how to play the piano. She was even better than her! How did she know? Roxanne never went for piano lessons. She was useless! Her mother made sure of that! Maya couldn't fathom how her plan to humiliate Roxanne changed into an opportunity for her to look good in front of figures from wealthy families. This was not supposed to happen! A malicious glint flashed through Maya's eyes as she glared at Roxanne. 'I can't wait to get rid of her.' On the other hand, Victor frowned but he didn't say anything. Deep down, he was impressed. He initially thoug
“Tell us how you plan to increase the shopping mall’s sales, Miss Smith. What’s your strategy?” One of the board members, Sean Anderson, questioned during a meeting on a Monday morning. The news that Roxanne who had no experience in marketing was appointed as the marketing director of the shopping mall spread like wildfire. A lot were against the appointment, especially those who were on Miriam Hopper’s side. They quickly called for a board member’s meeting to find a way to get rid of Roxanne. Since she was appointed by Kenneth Smith, they couldn’t just send her away but if the majority of board members agreed, it would be easier. Knowing she was going to be put under the microscope, Roxanne had prepared adequately for the meeting. With open confidence, she answered, “To increase sales, I suggest we implement strategies such as offering discounts, promotional codes and coupons. As much as we want to make money, we need to think about the customer too. If our goods and services are to
Hello lovely readers... We have come to the end of this book. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Your support has been so motivating and I'm so grateful to each and every one of you. For those who haven't left a review yet, please leave me one on the main page if you can. To find the main page, you can select any part of the screen and click on book details. I'll appreciate your support. I also have other completed works if you would like to give them a try. You can find them when you scroll down the book details page. Lastly, my next book will be Oliver Ford's book. The title is... The CEO's Reclaimed Love: My Ex-Lover is a powerful lawyer. I hope you support me when I release it. Thank you once more!! Natie.
Three years later... Henry Ford woke up very early. It was the month of love and a few days before Valentine's Day. As usual, he wanted to do something special for his wife as he asked her to be his Valentine. They had been married for ten years and he always asked her days before the actual day in a special and romantic way. Since this was about them, he wanted to do everything himself. He filled up some red balloons with air and scattered them around the sitting area downstairs and the dining area. After getting busy in the kitchen, he whipped up some breakfast for Roxanne- heart-shaped pancakes drizzled with syrup and strawberries covered in chocolate. He had seen this recipe from a trending video on t-i-k-t-o-k and thought his wife would love it. He then got the roses he had got for her and put them in a glass vase before placing them on the dining table. When Roxanne woke up and looked for her husband, she woke up to the transformed living room and dining room. She
Five years later… It was a Saturday and the Fords were hosting a family braai for their son, Oliver Ford, to celebrate his new age. Roxanne sighed as she glanced at Oliver who was helping his father, Henry Ford. They stood by the barbeque grill stand, flipping meat, sausages and chicken kebabs. Oliver didn’t want a huge party on his fifteenth birthday… he just wanted to spend time with family. However, Roxanne had invited Claire Hamilton and his other friends, Liam Kent and Jake Norton. They had all grown and were now teenagers. Running around playing tag like the younger kids didn’t interest them at all. Claire and the two boys sat at one of the tables. While Claire was taking pictures of Oliver, his friends were busy playing games on their phones. “Are you impressed with your son and husband?” Heather’s voice snapped Roxanne out of her trance. “They look so cute… I swear, Henry is a great Dad and Oliver adores him,” Roxanne replied, glancing at her husband dreamily as he
Diego and Henry rushed to the mansion in less than twenty minutes as if there was an emergency. Henry looked for his wife when he entered the mansion, yelling, "Roxy? Baby, where are you? Let's go to the hospital!" At the same time, Diego followed after him and called for Yolanda, "Princess, let's go to the hospital. The earlier the better!" They both paused when they found their women in the living area laughing and chatting with Larry Ford and Kenneth Smith. Henry furrowed his eyebrows. He remarked, "I thought you said you're not feeling well. You look fine to me..." Larry Ford glared at his grandson. He scolded him, "Son, if your wife says she's not feeling well, then find out what could be wrong with her first before concluding. Should I teach you everything?" Henry scratched the side of his neck. He tried his best to be a good husband but there were times like this when he had faults. Being human, he was bound to make mistakes or maybe say something wrong. He wasn't perfe
Two months had passed since Yolanda and Diego got married. Although they were happy, Diego had noticed that his wife missed her job. Yolanda was an independent woman who loved working for her own money... Of course, Diego provided for her but he could see that she wasn't used to staying home and shopping only. It would even affect her mood sometimes. Diego thought about a way to have his wife get back to her job. Quite alright, it would be dangerous for her to be in the spotlight with all their rivals targeting them but that was why he was around, right? It was his job to protect Yolanda and ensure her life didn't change just because she fell in love with him. So, before he could bring it up to her, he met with his brother and requested to move back to Brentwood City. Augusto glanced at Diego after he made his request, his brows furrowing as he asked, "What is it? Is this place not up to her standards?" "No... it's not that. I just want her to be happy and if doing her job mak
Yolanda's heart was galloping like a racing horse. Diego's promise echoed in her mind, making her look forward to what he would do to her. She tilted her head up, asking for a kiss and Diego didn't disappoint. He connected his lips to hers and kissed her hard. They began to move towards the bed and Yolanda fumbled with Diego's buttons as she tried to undress him. Meanwhile, Diego was busy deepening the kiss with every second that passed. He grabbed the back of her head while the other hand reached between them and he stroked her core, rubbing her clit with every movement of his fingers. Yolanda moaned against his lips. She failed to get rid of Diego's suit and instead, wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped on him, coiling her legs around his ripped torso. In that position, Diego held Yolanda's ass and began grinding his massive erect shaft into her bare core... Despite it being hidden by the branded pants he had on, Yolanda could still feel the tip of his rod, digging at he
Diego carried Yolanda into the cabin. Yolanda's eyes grew wide as she looked around. If she thought the outer form of the cabin was dreamlike, the inside was like paradise itself. The wooden cabin wasn't big. It was like one big room with a small kitchen in the corner, a huge bed in the center, a bubbling hot tub on the left near one of the windows and a bathroom on the right side. The bathroom area had an enclosure for privacy. Not only did they have several acres of land to themselves, but they were surrounded by maple trees with fiery red leaves which could be seen through the huge windows. The whole place was giving "leave the world behind vibes". It offered a perfect blend of romance, peace and refreshment for the newly married couple. "Are we still in our family's estate?" Yolanda asked and Diego smiled. He loved especially the way she used the word 'our' in her question. Sliding an arm around Yolanda's waist, Diego pulled her closer and then put her at his front bef
Diego Montero realised something. He loved Yolanda with his all. Whether he waited weeks or months to propose, she would still be the woman he would want to spend the rest of his life with. Yes, they didn't know what tomorrow may bring. But who ever knows? Everyone jumps in without knowing the obstacles they will face in the future. If there's anything he learnt from his former boss, Henry Ford. It's that as long as you had your loved one by your side, any other problem felt like a passing breeze. After talking to his brother, Diego asked the housekeepers to help out with the proposal. Of course, the housekeeper who had helped Dahlia was fired. In the Mafia, loyalty was everything. Diego instructed the bodyguards to control the drones he had shipped over earlier before they travelled. Augusto helped too. He stood downstairs near the drones, waiting for midnight so that they could control the drones to help Diego propose. Yolanda woke up and they had dinner outside on the balc
Diego didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He glanced at Dahlia and asked, "Why did you come back? If you had stayed hidden, at least I would have had good memories of you... but now... you disgust me." "D-Diego... that's not true. Your brother forced himself on me. That's why I faked my death. I was so ashamed-" "Shut up! Aren't you tired of scheming? Do you think I can believe you over my brother? My brother came from the same womb as I... we may fight and not speak to each other for years, but I know he would never do anything to hurt me," Diego's words sliced through the air like shards of ice, cutting Dahlia's words in the middle. "That's not true... why did you leave? It's because you hated your family!" Dahlia answered confidently. She wasn't convinced that Diego had moved on. He loved her very much and could do anything for her... how could his love for her end so quickly? Diego shook his head. He replied, "I left because I was hurt that they didn't want to avenge yo