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Following Adam’s heart to heart with Elizabeth, she didn’t insist on going to the hospital and decided to listen to her husband to give the children time and space to heal. Without Elizabeth's theatrics, Chris and Emile had the peace of mind to slowly take care of themselves and the babies under the indulgence and pampering of the Burkes and Grandpa Holston. Grandpa Holston cherished every second with his great-grandchildren. He lavished the tiny tots with gifts; he gifted the duo a private villa each in Maldives in addition to all the other gifts he brought them. It was almost as though he got infected with the shopping ghost, going berserk shopping all the toys and dresses, he could get his hands on. Chris and Emile repeatedly advised Grandpa Holston not to waste gifts on the tiny tots who had no idea what was happening; Every time they advised him, he would laugh and say that his coffin was rather thin and he couldn't take anything with him when he left. Emile and Chris could only
Everyone sat with a resentful expression as Mark read the contents of the letter. “What a heartless little brother?” Veronica pouted regretfully “I didn’t even get to see the twins. “Me too.” Nola pouted “We should have hugged little sister-in-law’s thigh.” “Yeah…. That little brother is too heartless, it would have been better to dote on little sister-in-law. At least she wouldn’t have ditched us so mercilessly.” Darcy too joined in the fun along with his sisters. “That's why you should have been friends with the Burkes.” Eric shrugged “At least my best friend was kind enough to send me pictures of my nephew and niece, even though it was to show off that he is their favourite uncle.” Although Eric’s original intention was to show off in front of his siblings, his tone turned sour at the end. “You have pics?” Both Veronica and Nola spoke in unison. Veronica didn’t wait for a response and snatched Eric’s phone. She handed it over to her husband to open the lock. Eric’s phone had
Eva waited for the next time I12 came to deliver food for her. It took another 2 weeks before I12 finally appeared before her. Eva put on a docile appearance and stuttered as she asked with a face full of hesitation “That…. That …. That…. Can I ask if you were the one who was with me for the last few months?” “Che!!!” I12 sneered “Did you really think that after 20 years, second young master suddenly took a fancy to you? Are you worthy?” “Yes, that was my wishful thinking.” Eva smiled with a face full of remorse “But I have woken up, since there is no fate, there is no need to waste anymore of time. I have already given 20 years.” I12 really wanted to slap the woman who was performing a lousy act in front of him, but he had to hold it in. His chief had told that it was more fun to see this person’s expression after crumbling their sandcastle. However, for that, he had to patiently endure till the person finished building their sandcastle. Luckily, unlike his other brothers, his stre
Emile and Chris reached their private villa around late in the evening along with Raphael and their entourage. From the Dupont’s staff only Danos came along; Raphael wasn’t worried about security while he was travelling with Chris as he had absolute trust in Chris and knew how efficient Chris’s men were. All of Chris’s men other than the Shadow guards that were permanently stationed at their manor ‘Château de L'Amour Éternel’ all came over to celebrate the christening of their young master and mistress. Chris opened up the rooms at Neil’s place as well to accommodate everyone as the Burkes and Grandpa Holston was coming over. He decided to put Raphael, Grandpa Holston, Eldest uncle, second uncle and Auntie Pearl at Neil’s place as it would be quieter for them. Raphael and Grandpa Holston got along really well, and Chris didn’t have any doubts about the elders in the Burke household getting along with them. The younger generation and their kids were all arranged to stay at Chris’s pl
Eva’s days weren’t hard just monotonous but for someone like Eva whose sole existence was based on being the centre of attention, this was worst than death. She tried to get on I12’s good books without making any progress. The only proof that she existed, and that life was going one, was her increasing tummy. No one cared about Eva’s disappearance, not even the brother whose success was written with her life. The saddest thing was that he never bothered to even enquire where she was, when she failed to return home. He knew that she had been kicked out of Walter residence and the only place she had to go was their home and yet he didn’t even give it a second thought when she didn’t turn up for days. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and yet no one seemed to remember the existence that was once the life of every party in the elite society. Finally, Eva’s delivery date arrived; although Eva would never have chosen to give birth to this child, as time went by, so did her f
Eva couldn’t come up for a reason for why I12 would want to harm their baby; he didn’t seem like someone who hated children, nor did he seem to hate their child. She waited for a week hoping to ask I12 what the reason was, but he never came to visit after she saw him the day she came out of the theatre after delivery. A week later as Eva was about to be discharged, the nurse told her that there was a visitor for her. Eva didn’t care about her image and ran towards the direction that the nurse pointed out. No one had come for her in the last four months. Why would anyone other than I12 look for her? She knew that it was I12; today she had to ask why they made her give birth early putting both the child and her in danger; she had to ask why he didn’t even allow her to see her child once. However, nothing ever seems to go her way since the day she was kicked out of Walter residence. Contrary to her expectations, it wasn’t I12 who was asking for her. It wasn’t even someone she knew. She
Eva sat staring at the disappearing back of the heartless man who had used and thrown her away. It had always been she, who was arrogant; she who used and discarded people… he was the first… and to think that it was just a worthless fool who was serving besides Chris…. She had stooped so low… how unbearable! Eva sat on her prison bed as she unfolded the envelope and carefully took out the letter that was a few stacks of paper. A wry smile hung on her face as she saw the handwriting; she knew the owner of the writing. She had a faint glimmer of hope that I12 had finally found his conscience and had written the things he couldn’t tell her due to being monitored. Looks like her charm wasn’t that great after all… she couldn’t even capture the heart of a shadow guard; did she overestimate her charm when she thought of capturing the second young master of the Walters? Twenty years should have taught her that but she still couldn't comprehend this. The letter started off describing their h
Three years later passed away in a blink of an eye; Chris and Emile were planning to move back, with everything going back to normal between Chris and his mom although Emile wasn’t as close as to Elizabeth as the other daughters-in-law, but who could blame her? How could anyone be close to someone who collided with others to kill her children? It was already magnanimous on Emile’s part to not drive a wedge between Chris and Elizabeth. House of Dupont, Burke and Walter fashions had already become a prestigious existence in the fashion world; The complete shopping experience for clothes regardless of the occasion while catering for all social classes was the speciality of House of Dupont, Burke and Walter fashions. The eighteen-storey building was a shopping heaven of fashion regardless of your budget; Each level was dedicated to type and price range of clothes. The top floors which catered for elites in the social circle with the added benefit of getting one of a kind, clothes designe