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Gasps heard from across the room as heads turned in shock, their eyes darting to the elegant woman emerging from the shadows. Tasha stepped forward, she moved with confidence, her expression calm but carrying a glimmer of emotion that betrayed her nerves. Cameras flashed as Mr. Belvoir held out his hand to her. Tasha took it, stepping onto the stage beside him. For a moment, she stood there, scanning the room, her chin held high. The room erupted into applause some hesitant, some enthusiastic, but all carrying the weight of this monumental revelation. Tasha leaned into the microphone, glancing briefly at her father before addressing the crowd. "Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight. I know this may come as a surprise to many of you, but I promise to give my all to continue the legacy of Belvoir Couture." As the applause swelled again, Tasha's eyes caught Vanessa, her expression shifted, uncomfortably. Her jaw clenched, her knuckles white as she gripped her champagne glas
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Daniel sat in his apartment, the warm glow of his laptop screen reflecting off his face as he absentmindedly scrolled through the news. He had been trying to distract himself after the whirlwind of emotions from the past few days. With a glass of whiskey beside him, he leaned back into the plush couch, his mind only half-engaged with the articles he skimmed. Then a headline caught his eye: "The Return of the Heiress: Tasha Belvoir Takes the Reins of Belvoir Couture" His hand froze on the trackpad. He blinked, as though unsure if he had read it correctly. His heart started to beat faster as he clicked on the article. There she was, front and center in a photograph accompanying the piece. Tasha, poised and elegant, standing beside Mr. Belvoir at what looked like a grand event. She looked breathtaking, he
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Tasha glanced down at the document, then back at Vanessa with a composed expression. “Oh, this?” she said, picking up the paper and flipping through it casually. “It’s from the company.” Her gaze flicked up, sharp and unyielding. “I’m sure you know how to read, Vanessa. It clearly states that your payments will be redirected to cover the expenses of the fashion show you sabotaged.” Vanessa’s jaw dropped, her face flushed with indignation. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Tasha placed the paper back on the desk and leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping a notch. “I don’t joke about company finances. You made a mess, and now you’re cleaning it up. That’s what accountability looks like, Vanessa.” Vanessa took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. “You think you can just waltz in here and humiliate me like this?” Tasha’s cold smile widened ever so slightly. “Humiliation? No,
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After work, Tasha stepped into her home, shrugging off the weight of the day as Ethan darted out of his room, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. “Mom, you’re home early!” he exclaimed. “I am,” Tasha replied with a soft smile, ruffling his hair. “And I’ve got some news. Robbin’s coming over for dinner tonight.” Ethan’s face lit up with excitement. “Really? Robbin’s here? I’ve missed him so much!” “I know, sweetheart,” she said, pulling him in for a quick hug. “Now, go wash up and be ready to say hi when he gets here.” Ethan nodded enthusiastically and rushed off, leaving Tasha to find Rose in the kitchen. “Robbin’s coming over for dinner,” Tasha informed Rose as she leaned against the counter. “Oh, really?” Rose teased, raising an eyebrow. “Should I make something extra special, or do you two have a go-to favorite?” Tasha chuckled, shaking her head. “Nothing fancy, just our usual. But I’ll help.” As the two started prepping the meal, the doorbell rang, right on time.
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"Clearly," Robbin replied, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes. He studied her like he was trying to piece together a puzzle. "But I’m here now. So why don’t you start explaining?" Her eyes dropped to the floor, her voice barely above a whisper. "Daniel… Daniel is Ethan’s dad." For a long moment, silence filled the room. It felt heavy, oppressive. Tasha risked a glance at Robbin, expecting shock or outrage, but his face was unreadable. Finally, he exhaled deeply. "I know, Tash," he said quietly. Her head shot up, her eyes wide. "You knew?" Robbin nodded, his voice calm but tinged with hurt. "I figured it out a while ago. But what I don’t understand is why you kept this from me. You lied, Tasha. That day in the hospital, you told me you didn’t know who Ethan’s father was." Tasha winced at the memory, guilt flashing across her face. "I didn’t know how to tell you, Robbin. It wasn’t just about you it was about protecting Ethan. Protecting myself. After everything that
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The morning sunlight streamed through the floor to ceiling windows of Tasha’s office, highlighting the faint bags under her eyes as she sifted through the mountain of paperwork in front of her. She took a deep breath, pressing her fingers to her temples, trying to ease the dull ache that had been building since she woke up. Claire, popped her head into the room, carrying a tray with a steaming cup of coffee and a small pastry. “Morning, boss. You look like you need this more than I do.” Tasha looked up, offering a tired smile. “You’re a lifesaver, Claire.” “Flattery gets you nowhere,” Claire teased, setting the tray on the desk. “But seriously, you’ve been here since six. Did you even eat breakfast?” Tasha waved her off. “I’m fine. There’s too much to do to worry about food right now and besides, I don't even have the appetite for food right now.” Claire folded her arms, unimpressed. “Tasha, skipping meals isn’t heroic; it’s stupid. At least eat this pastry while it’s still
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“Help!” Robbin shouted, dropping to his knees and cradling her limp form. “Someone call for help!” A nearby security guard rushed over, already reaching for his radio. “What’s going on here?” “She fainted,” Robbin said, his voice trembling as he brushed the hair from Tasha’s face. “She needs medical attention now!” The guard nodded, quickly calling for backup. A crowd started to form, whispers filling the air, but before the situation could escalate further, Daniel appeared, his sharp, commanding presence cutting through the chaos. “What the hell is going on?” Daniel demanded, his eyes narrowing as he saw Tasha unconscious in Robbin’s arms. “She collapsed,” Robbin replied, his voice taut with worry. “We need to get her to the hospital.” Daniel’s gaze darted to the growing crowd. “Not here,” he muttered, already stepping forward. “I’ll drive. Help me get her to the car.” Robbin hesitated, glancing at Daniel before nodding. Together, they carefully lifted Tasha, her arms draped
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Tasha's POV I sat in the quiet, sterile room of the hospital, the faint smell of antiseptic filling the air as I clutched the envelope in my hands. My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at the results. The test I had taken only a few days ago had confirmed it, but seeing the official confirmation from the hospital made it all real. I was pregnant. One month pregnant. A mixture of emotions swirled inside me, excitement, fear, and relief. I ran my hand over my flat stomach, imagining the life growing inside me. I was carrying Daniel’s baby. The thought made my heart swell with joy. This was the news that could change everything. After all the distance between us, after all the arguments and tension, maybe this would be what finally brought us back together. I imagined his reaction, the way his eyes might light up when I told him he was going to be a father. Daniel, the strong, confident billionaire, heir to the Sterling family empire, with all his power and wealth, would
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“Help!” Robbin shouted, dropping to his knees and cradling her limp form. “Someone call for help!” A nearby security guard rushed over, already reaching for his radio. “What’s going on here?” “She fainted,” Robbin said, his voice trembling as he brushed the hair from Tasha’s face. “She needs medical attention now!” The guard nodded, quickly calling for backup. A crowd started to form, whispers filling the air, but before the situation could escalate further, Daniel appeared, his sharp, commanding presence cutting through the chaos. “What the hell is going on?” Daniel demanded, his eyes narrowing as he saw Tasha unconscious in Robbin’s arms. “She collapsed,” Robbin replied, his voice taut with worry. “We need to get her to the hospital.” Daniel’s gaze darted to the growing crowd. “Not here,” he muttered, already stepping forward. “I’ll drive. Help me get her to the car.” Robbin hesitated, glancing at Daniel before nodding. Together, they carefully lifted Tasha, her arms draped
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The morning sunlight streamed through the floor to ceiling windows of Tasha’s office, highlighting the faint bags under her eyes as she sifted through the mountain of paperwork in front of her. She took a deep breath, pressing her fingers to her temples, trying to ease the dull ache that had been building since she woke up. Claire, popped her head into the room, carrying a tray with a steaming cup of coffee and a small pastry. “Morning, boss. You look like you need this more than I do.” Tasha looked up, offering a tired smile. “You’re a lifesaver, Claire.” “Flattery gets you nowhere,” Claire teased, setting the tray on the desk. “But seriously, you’ve been here since six. Did you even eat breakfast?” Tasha waved her off. “I’m fine. There’s too much to do to worry about food right now and besides, I don't even have the appetite for food right now.” Claire folded her arms, unimpressed. “Tasha, skipping meals isn’t heroic; it’s stupid. At least eat this pastry while it’s still
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"Clearly," Robbin replied, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes. He studied her like he was trying to piece together a puzzle. "But I’m here now. So why don’t you start explaining?" Her eyes dropped to the floor, her voice barely above a whisper. "Daniel… Daniel is Ethan’s dad." For a long moment, silence filled the room. It felt heavy, oppressive. Tasha risked a glance at Robbin, expecting shock or outrage, but his face was unreadable. Finally, he exhaled deeply. "I know, Tash," he said quietly. Her head shot up, her eyes wide. "You knew?" Robbin nodded, his voice calm but tinged with hurt. "I figured it out a while ago. But what I don’t understand is why you kept this from me. You lied, Tasha. That day in the hospital, you told me you didn’t know who Ethan’s father was." Tasha winced at the memory, guilt flashing across her face. "I didn’t know how to tell you, Robbin. It wasn’t just about you it was about protecting Ethan. Protecting myself. After everything that
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After work, Tasha stepped into her home, shrugging off the weight of the day as Ethan darted out of his room, his eyes lighting up with curiosity. “Mom, you’re home early!” he exclaimed. “I am,” Tasha replied with a soft smile, ruffling his hair. “And I’ve got some news. Robbin’s coming over for dinner tonight.” Ethan’s face lit up with excitement. “Really? Robbin’s here? I’ve missed him so much!” “I know, sweetheart,” she said, pulling him in for a quick hug. “Now, go wash up and be ready to say hi when he gets here.” Ethan nodded enthusiastically and rushed off, leaving Tasha to find Rose in the kitchen. “Robbin’s coming over for dinner,” Tasha informed Rose as she leaned against the counter. “Oh, really?” Rose teased, raising an eyebrow. “Should I make something extra special, or do you two have a go-to favorite?” Tasha chuckled, shaking her head. “Nothing fancy, just our usual. But I’ll help.” As the two started prepping the meal, the doorbell rang, right on time.
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Tasha glanced down at the document, then back at Vanessa with a composed expression. “Oh, this?” she said, picking up the paper and flipping through it casually. “It’s from the company.” Her gaze flicked up, sharp and unyielding. “I’m sure you know how to read, Vanessa. It clearly states that your payments will be redirected to cover the expenses of the fashion show you sabotaged.” Vanessa’s jaw dropped, her face flushed with indignation. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Tasha placed the paper back on the desk and leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping a notch. “I don’t joke about company finances. You made a mess, and now you’re cleaning it up. That’s what accountability looks like, Vanessa.” Vanessa took a step back, shaking her head in disbelief. “You think you can just waltz in here and humiliate me like this?” Tasha’s cold smile widened ever so slightly. “Humiliation? No,
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Daniel sat in his apartment, the warm glow of his laptop screen reflecting off his face as he absentmindedly scrolled through the news. He had been trying to distract himself after the whirlwind of emotions from the past few days. With a glass of whiskey beside him, he leaned back into the plush couch, his mind only half-engaged with the articles he skimmed. Then a headline caught his eye: "The Return of the Heiress: Tasha Belvoir Takes the Reins of Belvoir Couture" His hand froze on the trackpad. He blinked, as though unsure if he had read it correctly. His heart started to beat faster as he clicked on the article. There she was, front and center in a photograph accompanying the piece. Tasha, poised and elegant, standing beside Mr. Belvoir at what looked like a grand event. She looked breathtaking, he
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Gasps heard from across the room as heads turned in shock, their eyes darting to the elegant woman emerging from the shadows. Tasha stepped forward, she moved with confidence, her expression calm but carrying a glimmer of emotion that betrayed her nerves. Cameras flashed as Mr. Belvoir held out his hand to her. Tasha took it, stepping onto the stage beside him. For a moment, she stood there, scanning the room, her chin held high. The room erupted into applause some hesitant, some enthusiastic, but all carrying the weight of this monumental revelation. Tasha leaned into the microphone, glancing briefly at her father before addressing the crowd. "Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight. I know this may come as a surprise to many of you, but I promise to give my all to continue the legacy of Belvoir Couture." As the applause swelled again, Tasha's eyes caught Vanessa, her expression shifted, uncomfortably. Her jaw clenched, her knuckles white as she gripped her champagne glas
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The conference room buzzed with anticipation. Executives sat in their best suits, some glancing nervously at the clock, others whispering theories about the identity of the new CEO. The air was thick with curiosity, the kind that made every second feel like an eternity. Vanessa leaned against the wall near the back, arms folded, her face a mask of disdain. “Probably some spoiled kid with no idea how to run a company,” she hissed to a colleague. Her annoyance was palpable, but no one dared to engage. The restroom was quiet except for the soft hum of the overhead lights. Tasha stood at the mirror, adjusting her blazer, her reflection radiating confidence. Her sleek black suit and emerald blouse hugged her figure perfectly. As she reached for her lipstick, the door swung open, and Vanessa strutted in, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. Her sharp gaze fell on Tasha immediately, narrowing as she took in her polished appearance. “Well, well,” Vanessa sneered, stepping to th
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Stanley leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass as he smirked at Daniel. "So, about the wedding..." Daniel glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. “What about it? Don’t tell me your brothers managed to change the date for you again?” Stanley chuckled. “Not a chance. It’s set now. December 12th. Non-negotiable.” Daniel gave a small nod, taking a sip of his drink. “Good. I’m glad you finally managed to pin it down. Rebecca must be thrilled.” “She is,” Stanley said, his grin widening. “But there’s something else. I need you to be my best man.” Daniel paused mid-sip, then slowly placed his glass down, giving Stanley an incredulous look. “Me? Are you sure about that? You have brothers, cousins... people better suited for the job.”
