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SINCERE APOLOGIES FOR THE LATE UPDATE, IM A STUDENT...EXAMS 🥲**Cherry’s POV** I remembered Sharon. She was one of the guests at my wedding with Dylan—when we were still married. Back then, she acted like a harmless admirer, always finding excuses to visit our house. She was head over heels for my husband, constantly seeking his attention, even in my presence. I didn’t take her antics to heart. I thought she was just being kind, given that Dylan was the alpha of our pack. Little did I know, she wasn’t just being kind—she was scheming. After I left, she wasted no time sinking her claws into Dylan. And now, here she was, flaunting her self-proclaimed status as his woman, even though they weren’t married yet. The audacity she displayed, raising her hand to slap my child, was the last straw. “You’re nothing but a mistress, Sharon,” I spat, my voice dripping with venom. “You haven’t earned the right to call yourself his wife. And if you ever lay a finger on my child, I’ll make you r
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cherry's POV The evening breeze swept across my face as Maurice held the restaurant door open for me. His gentle smile made me feel oddly comforted, though I couldn’t shake the thoughts swirling in my head. Why did he come to my rescue when Dylan cornered me? How did he even know I was in trouble? Maurice had always been my lawyer and, yes, a good friend, but his sudden intervention felt… personal. I couldn't ignore how protective he had become since I moved to London. Once inside Douglas Restaurant, I was struck by the serene ambiance. The soft glow of golden lights and the soothing notes of a piano in the corner made it feel like a scene from a romantic movie. Maurice led us to a table near the window, pulling out a chair for me. His actions felt thoughtful, deliberate, and it only made my confusion deepen. Was I overthinking things? “Thank you, Maurice,” I murmured, my voice almost drowned by the soft clinking of cutlery and hushed conversations around us. “It’s nothing,” he
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Cherry's POV I was having a lovely time with Maurice, the dim lighting of the restaurant complementing his warm smile and easy laughter. Yet, my mood soured the moment my eyes landed on Dylan and Sharon. Of all places, why must they be here? Was this a coincidence, or was Dylan following me? The idea sent a ripple of annoyance down my spine. And why did they have to book a seat so close to ours? My grip on the edge of the table tightened, my knuckles turning white. Every glance in their direction made my heart race with a mix of irritation and unease. When Dylan finally had the audacity to question why I was here with Maurice, I almost choked on my drink. His tone was sharp, almost accusatory, as if he had a right to demand answers. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Why I’m here with Maurice is none of your business, Dylan,” I snapped, trying to keep my voice steady even though my chest burned with frustration. “You don’t get to interfere in my personal affairs.” Sharon, e
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**Dylan’s POV**I was seething. The news hit me like a thunderclap: Lady C was scheduled to meet with my cousin Gabriel. My cousin and my sworn rival. We shared blood, but that was all. For years, our relationship had been nothing but an ongoing tug-of-war, and now, the stakes were higher than ever. Our family’s company, a multimillion-dollar empire, was at the center of it all. The board had decided that the company’s future owner would be determined by whose interior design proposal was deemed the best. Gabriel had always been a schemer, but hearing that he’d secured a meeting with Lady C—arguably the best interior designer in the industry—was like a slap in the face. I paced my hotel suite, my jaw clenched so tightly it ached. My assistant, Leonard, stood by the door, hesitant to interrupt my brewing storm. “Leonard,” I barked, turning to face him, my voice colder than I intended. “Where’s this meeting happening?” He flinched slightly but handed me a slip of paper with an add
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cherry's POV From my office, I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the multiple screens displaying various angles of my company’s premises. The CCTV feed was my silent guardian, revealing the movements of everyone who dared step into my territory. When Dylan’s sleek black car rolled into the parking lot, my chest tightened in anticipation. Of course, he was here—again. The man didn’t know how to take no for an answer. I watched as he exited the car, his jaw tight and his posture radiating arrogance. My lips curved into a cold smile. This wasn’t a social call; it was an ambush. I reached for my phone and typed a quick message to my secretary, instructing her to deny him access to my office. She had handled worse situations with finesse, and I trusted her to do the same this time. As I saw her intercept Dylan at the door, the disappointment on his face was almost satisfying. However, my satisfaction didn’t last long. Seconds later, Gabriel, his cousin, walked in, his stride conf
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**Dylan's POV**Today is my company's anniversary party, and I’m brimming with excitement. My company is older, stronger, and more influential, and that’s a reason to celebrate. But my excitement is about something more. Lady C. She agreed to attend tonight, and that, my friends, is a huge deal. You have no idea how thrilled I am. When I first received the message from her assistant confirming her attendance, I couldn't believe it. I thought maybe, just maybe, it was all a mistake. But no. She’s actually coming. And for a moment, it felt as if everything was aligning in my favor. I’ve been waiting for this chance for so long. I’ve worked hard to build my empire, and tonight, I’m one step closer to securing a future with her, both personally and professionally.I’ve been to so many parties, but this one is different. The thought of meeting Lady C fills me with anticipation. She’s not just a celebrity—she’s the key to a successful future for my business. If I can get her to sign on with
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**Cherry's POV (Revised and Lengthened)** The audacity of them—how dare they think I’m not Lady C? The moment I stepped into the grand hall, their skeptical gazes pierced me. The whispers grew louder, crawling over my skin like an unwelcome chill. It was almost unbearable. Did they truly believe I lacked the qualifications to stand here, to own this identity? I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms as I fought to keep my composure. Five long years at one of the top design universities in the United States, countless sleepless nights perfecting my craft, and they had the nerve to reduce me to my past. A housewife. Dylan’s wife. Their small minds couldn’t fathom that I could have evolved beyond the person they once knew. But, of course, I shouldn’t have been surprised. How could I expect them to understand my growth when they hadn’t been there to witness it? I straightened my back, forcing a confident smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. They would see. They would *all*
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**Cherry's POV The party buzzed with opulence, every corner dripping with wealth and elegance, yet all I felt was a roaring inferno of anger bubbling within me. My mind spiraled back to the surveillance footage I’d seen years ago—grainy, yet unmistakable. A brooch gleaming faintly on the culprit’s chest as my parents' lives were cruelly extinguished. That brooch, I noticed tonight, was pinned on the dress of Dylan’s mother, glinting under the chandelier lights like a cruel mockery of justice. Was it a coincidence? My mind raced, but my heart? It seethed. **“Even if she’s changed her clothes a hundred times over the years, that brooch…”** I whispered to myself, my fists curling tightly, nails biting into my palms. **“It’s a clue, and I won’t let it slide.”** I turned my gaze toward her, standing there smugly, her laughter like shards of glass grating on my nerves. The very sight of her filled me with unrelenting rage. She had always hated me, made me feel small and unworthy during
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Nancy sat on the edge of the bed, her heart still thudding from her daughter’s unexpected words. Find a prince of your own, Mommy.It wasn’t the first time her ten-year-old had said something like this. In her little girl’s innocent world, happy endings were simple: a prince and a princess fell in love and lived happily ever after. But for Nancy, real life wasn’t a fairytale. She had convinced herself that she was fine without a man, that she didn’t need love to complete her life.Yet, her daughter’s words echoed in her mind, lingering like an unshakable shadow. Was she really okay? Or was she just pretending?A notification pinged on her phone, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was a message from George.George: Room 605. Urgent. Bring the contract.Nancy hesitated before replying. Working late hours wasn’t new to her, and meeting George alone in his hotel suite wasn’t something she found unusual. But tonight, she felt… unsettled. Maybe it was her daughter’s words, or maybe it was
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Cynthia’s heart ached with every failed attempt. No matter how hard she tried, nothing seemed to get his attention. She had poured herself into making every possible effort, hoping that somehow, he would see her, desire her, and give her the attention she craved. But all her attempts were in vain. He didn’t even spare her a glance anymore, let alone the affection she so desperately sought. Every time she thought there might be a chance, it was always snatched away, leaving her feeling smaller, invisible.Her eyes flickered to the clock. He was leaving. And she could feel that it was happening again—another moment, another chance slipping away. But Cynthia wasn’t going to let him walk out without her.She had never been one to simply step aside and let things happen. This was her chance, and she wasn’t going to let it slip through her fingers like everything else had. As she watched him grab his jacket, preparing to leave, the cold knot of desperation twisted in her stomach. Without th
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Cynthia paced back and forth in her bedroom, her hands clenched into fists. Frustration twisted her features, her lips pressed into a tight line as she tried to steady her breathing. Nothing was going as planned. Every single move she made seemed to backfire, and worst of all, George remained indifferent to her struggles.She had expected him to help her, to show even the slightest bit of favor, but he had done the exact opposite. He was distancing himself from her—cold, detached, and completely uninterested.Her jaw tightened at the thought of Hassan, the boy who had been nothing but a nuisance. He was her son, yes, but his existence did nothing but remind her of the biggest mistake of her life. Instead of being a bridge between her and George, he was more of a barrier, refusing to listen to her and always ruining things for her. He wasn’t even making an effort to help his mother win George’s heart.Yet, Cynthia had been stunned when George had come to her with a request—a custody ag
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Cynthia’s chest tightened the moment she heard Nancy’s name. Could it be the same Nancy? Her mind raced, trying to piece things together.No. It can’t be. There were thousands of women named Nancy. This had to be a different one.Still, unease coiled inside her like a snake. She couldn’t ignore the possibility.And then, Anthony dropped the bombshell.Nancy was the lawyer handling their case.A sharp jolt shot through Cynthia’s body.Her grip tightened around the edges of the agreement. Her fingers dug into the paper, creasing it, but she barely noticed.She had spent years ensuring that no one—no one—knew about her arrangement with George. And now, Nancy of all people was going to find out?Her throat dried up. Her heart pounded against her ribs.Panic swirled in her gut, but she masked it with a soft, almost uncertain laugh.“Oh, a lawyer named Nancy?” she said lightly, forcing a small smile. “Well, there’s no need to call her. This is a personal matter, and I think it’s best we kee
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Cynthia’s hands trembled as she clutched the custody agreement in front of her, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, sending waves of rage coursing through her veins. Her eyes darted across the words on the paper, and with each passing second, the meaning of George’s actions sank deeper into her consciousness.Her breathing grew uneven. “Honey…” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, trying to mask the panic in her tone. She forced a smile, one that didn’t reach her eyes. “Can we… Can we talk about this? You don’t have to do this, please.”George sat across from her, his expression calm, unreadable, as if he had already anticipated her reaction. He exuded the kind of indifference that made her stomach churn with frustration. He leaned back in his chair, fingers interlocked, staring at her with a look so impassive that it sent chills down her spine.Cynthia swallowed hard. “You can’t expect me to—”“To take responsibility for you
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George’s jaw tightened as Nancy’s words echoed in his head. “My ex-husband is actually better than you.”He had laughed it off at first, convincing himself she was joking, but the way she constantly compared him to that man, mentioning him so casually, gnawed at him. It wasn’t just once. It was again and again, always referring to him as her ex-husband instead of just his name. George had never met this man, yet he was being measured against him like some unworthy competition.And when he finally gathered the courage to ask Nancy outright if she truly believed her ex-husband was better, she had simply fallen asleep, leaving him with his thoughts and a dull ache in his chest.But that wasn’t the only storm brewing in George’s life.The next morning, as he walked into his office, Mr. Anthony’s face was tight with concern. He handed George a tablet.“I think you need to see this,” Mr. Anthony said, his voice grave.George took the device, his stomach twisting into knots. The footage play
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Nancy stormed into the Birdman Bar, her heart pounding with rage and desperation. She had come here for a confrontation, ready to demand justice for her daughter, but instead of the people she had expected to see, only Mr. George was inside.She frowned, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the nearly empty room. The other people present informed her that the meeting had already ended, leaving only George behind. That only fueled her frustration."Are you kidding me?" she hissed, her hands clenching into fists. "I came here to demand answers, not to be dismissed like an afterthought!"George, leaning back in his chair with an air of calm control, watched her with a raised brow. "Nancy, I understand that you're upset, but yelling at me won't change what happened."Nancy scoffed. "You have no idea how upset I am!" She took a shaky breath before speaking again. "The worst part is, I don’t even know who did it. But I do know this—my daughter and that boy had the same bags, and they were swit
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Nancy wasn’t joking when she found out that her daughter wasn’t feeling well. In fact, she had already suspected something was wrong the moment she saw Kayla standing outside the school gates. The little girl wasn’t her usual lively self. Her shoulders were slumped, her lips pressed into a thin line, and there was a distant, almost vacant look in her brown eyes.Nancy had dismissed it at first, assuming Kayla was just exhausted from a long school day. But something gnawed at her, a mother’s instinct whispering that this was more than just tiredness. Still, she didn’t press too hard on the drive home.The silence in the car was unnerving. Kayla wasn’t the type to sit quietly for too long, yet she barely responded to Nancy’s attempts at small talk. Even when asked, “Kayla, is everything okay?” the girl simply forced a weak smile and muttered, “Yes, Mom, everything is fine… I just had too many lectures today.”Nancy’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. Too many lectures? That was a fl
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After the encounter with the teacher, everything moved so fast that Kayla could hardly believe what was happening. For the first time, she was vindicated—by Mr. George, no less. No one had ever stood up for her like that before.All her life, she had been bullied, not just at school but even in their neighborhood. People looked down on her and her mother, mocking them for their financial struggles. Her mother had always tried to protect her, standing up for her whenever she could, but Kayla knew deep down that her mother could only do so much.But now… now she had Mr. George on her side. The way he had defended her today—it felt like, for the first time, she had a father figure looking out for her. That thought made her chest tighten with emotions she didn’t quite understand. It was strange, almost comforting, to think of Mr. George that way.Still, she wasn’t entirely happy. She didn’t like that her teacher, Ms. Bella, had been fired, even though the woman had brought it on herself.
