Lilian walked back into the bar, her steps steady despite the turmoil simmering beneath the surface. She returned to the table where Noah sat waiting for her. His sharp gaze immediately scanned her face.“Did something happen?” he asked, his tone filled with concern.Lilian shook her head, forcing a small smile. She didn’t want him worrying about her more than he already did. “Nothing. I’m fine,” she said, keeping her voice light. “Let’s go.”Noah didn’t look convinced, but he nodded, standing up without argument. Together, they left the bar and stepped into the car. As they drove away, the night air was silent except for the hum of the engine.Noah glanced at her again, his worry evident. “Are you sure? Did something happen in the restroom?”Lilian sighed, her gaze fixed on the passing streetlights. “No, nothing happened,” she said, her voice calm now that she had composed herself. “Why do you keep asking?”Noah studied her for a moment but chose not to press further. “No reason,” he
Lilian woke up again and glanced outside the window. She had no idea when she’d fallen asleep. Groggily, she looked around for her phone to check the time.But it wasn’t on the bed. Frustrated, she got up, showered, and quickly changed into her work attire.She walked downstairs and into the living room, where Noah was lounging on the couch, watching a show.Hearing her footsteps, he raised his head and looked up. “Oh, you’re awake,” he said.Lilian nodded, her expression still groggy. “Yes. What time is it?” she asked as she walked toward the kitchen.“3:50 p.m.,” Noah replied casually.“What??” Lilian’s voice rose in shock. She couldn’t believe how late it was.Noah smirked, turning his attention fully to her. “What time were you planning to go to work?” he asked, chuckling.Lilian rolled her eyes, still processing the wasted day. “I thought I only took a one- or two-hour nap,” she admitted with an awkward laugh.Noah shrugged. “Brother said you could take the day off today,” he rem
Mrs. Thompson frowned deeply when she heard this. “Moses?” she asked Lily, her voice laced with suspicion.“Well…” Lily trailed off, glancing toward where Lilian was seated. Her eyes studied the man sitting with Lilian and the boy.Mrs. Thompson followed her gaze and raised an eyebrow when she saw someone entirely different. “Who is that? She’s dating this one too?” Mrs. Thompson asked, her voice raised slightly in disbelief.Lily shook her head quickly. “I don’t think so. It might just be business,” she replied, trying to sound calm, though her uncertainty was evident.Mrs. Thompson scoffed, her lips tightening. “Business? Look at the way they’re sitting together, so close. You’re far too naive if you think there’s nothing more to this,” she said, her tone firm.“Well… maybe,” Lily conceded softly, glancing away to avoid her mother-in-law’s piercing gaze.Mrs. Thompson’s friends, noticing the exchange, turned their attention toward Lilian’s table. One of the women leaned closer, her
Lily couldn’t stop smiling as she drove away from the restaurant. Her heart raced with excitement as Mrs. Thompson’s words played on repeat in her mind. Soon, she would finally become the official mistress of the Thompson family. After years of waiting and patience, her dreams were about to come true. She couldn’t wait to share the news with her parents and friends.Most of all, she couldn’t wait to flaunt it in front of Lilian. That woman had no right to Marcus, no right to the Thompson family. Everything Lily had worked for, everything she had endured, was finally paying off.The buzz of her phone broke her thoughts.Ringgg…Lily frowned as she saw the name on the screen: Aria. She considered ignoring the call but thought better of it. With a sigh, she pressed the green button and answered.“Hello?”“Where are you?” Aria’s voice sounded curious, almost nosy.“I’m on my way to a friend’s place,” Lily replied curtly. “Why are you asking?”“Did you hear about the banquet Moses is organ
Marcus sat at his desk, the hum of the air conditioning blending with the faint rustling of papers as he sifted through a stack of documents. His office was quiet, save for the occasional creak of his chair or the soft scratch of a pen. The silence suited him. Work had always been his sanctuary, a place where he could focus and leave the noise of the outside world behind.Then, a knock interrupted his thoughts.His brows furrowed. He wasn’t expecting anyone. “Come in,” he said, his voice steady, though a hint of annoyance crept in.The door opened, and in walked Mrs. Thompson. Her presence instantly made Marcus straighten in his chair.“Mom?” he said, standing as she approached.She smiled warmly, holding out a bowl wrapped in a pristine white napkin. “I brought you some soup. You need to take care of yourself, Marcus. Drink it while it’s still hot.”Marcus sighed but accepted the bowl. He motioned to the couch. “Have a seat.”Mrs. Thompson settled onto the plush sofa with the grace o
Lily could not calm down. Mrs. Thompson still had not called her to confirm whether Marcus had agreed to the marriage.She had already broken the news to her parents, and they were eagerly anticipating the union. They had even begun spreading the word, using it as an opportunity to brag about their daughter’s soon-to-be prestigious match.Lily could not afford to wait any longer. She decided to visit Mrs. Thompson in person.Upon arriving at the house, Lily parked her car in the garage, stepped out, and adjusted her dress. With a bright smile plastered on her face, she walked toward the door, her heart pounding in anticipation.“Aunty,” Lily called out as she stepped into the living room.Mrs. Thompson was seated on the couch, chatting with her younger sister’s family. Her face lit up the moment she saw Lily.“Lily, you’re here!” she exclaimed, patting the empty space beside her. “Come, sit here.”Lily nodded politely, flashing a warm smile at Mrs. Thompson’s visitors before making he
Marcus walked into his house and flicked on the light switch. The soft hum of the bulbs filled the silence as he stood still for a moment, scanning the room. Slowly, he walked toward the couch and sank into it, exhaling deeply.Ringgggg.The sudden shrill of his phone startled him. He reached into his pocket, retrieved the device, and glanced at the screen. The name “Aunty Clara” flashed across it.He hesitated for a second before answering.“Hello, Aunty,” he said, his voice respectful but curious.“I’m at your gate,” Clara’s voice came through, calm but direct.Marcus blinked, confusion creasing his forehead. “My gate?” he asked, needing to confirm he’d heard her right.“Yes,” she replied. “Come and open up.”Marcus stood abruptly, the surprise evident on his face. Without another word, he ended the call and walked briskly out of the house. As he opened the gate and peered outside, his disbelief turned to certainty. Clara stood there, looking as composed as ever.“Are you not happy
Lilian and Moses sat on the couch in the living room, the air between them calm and quiet. The TV hummed softly in the background, though neither of them paid it much attention.The front door creaked open, and Noah stepped into the house with Matt trailing close behind. Noah, full of energy as always, called out excitedly, “I heard something!”Moses let out a low groan and rolled his eyes as he leaned back on the couch, clearly unimpressed. Noah always had something to say—whether it was important or not was another matter entirely.Lilian, on the other hand, tilted her head, curiosity getting the better of her. “What is it?” she asked, looking at him expectantly.Noah’s grin widened when he realized Lilian was interested. “You won’t believe this,” he said, pausing for dramatic effect. “I heard that Marcus is getting married to Lily!”He dropped onto the couch with a satisfied look, as though he had just delivered groundbreaking news.The moment the words left his mouth, the living r
Lilian walked into the private room, her heels clicking softly against the polished marble floor. The air carried a subtle hum of conversation as several CEOs were already present, chatting amongst themselves in low voices. Heads turned briefly when she entered, though most of them quickly returned to their discussions, only sparing her a glance.“CEO Lilian, you’re here!” the host exclaimed warmly, his voice breaking through the quiet hum of the room. His welcoming smile was broad as he stepped forward to greet her.Lilian nodded politely, her expression composed yet approachable. “Yes, I am,” she replied, her voice steady and professional. Her gaze swept the room subtly, taking in her surroundings. It wasn’t overly crowded—just enough people to make the gathering feel important but not overwhelming.The host gestured toward a seat in a more secluded section of the room. “Please, let me show you where you can sit.”Lilian followed his lead, her movements measured and graceful, reflec
Moses walked into the living room with a deep frown etched across his face. He sank onto the couch, the weight of his thoughts dragging him down. Franklin, seated beside him, turned to look at him with concern. “Are you okay, brother?” he asked, his voice low but steady.Moses turned his head slowly to meet Franklin’s gaze. “I got an email from Lily,” he began, his tone laced with confusion and frustration. “She said we’ve made a mistake—that she’s actually our younger sister.”Franklin’s brow furrowed in response, but before he could say anything, Noah let out a loud chuckle from across the room. “What kind of nonsense is that?” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. “She must be dreaming. Someone needs to wake her up.”Franklin nodded in agreement, a scowl spreading across his face. “Ridiculous. She’s just being stupid,” he added dismissively.Moses didn’t respond immediately. His silence filled the room like a heavy fog, thick and suffocating. He leaned back against the couch, his
Lily stormed into the house, her expression a storm cloud of frustration and anger. She slammed the door shut behind her with a little more force than necessary, causing her mother to glance up from the table where she was sorting through some documents.“You’re back already?” her mother asked, a mix of surprise and curiosity on her face. “Was Marcus not at the company?”Without replying immediately, Lily tossed her bag onto the couch and sat down heavily, crossing her arms. Her face remained tight with irritation.“The gateman didn’t let me in,” she said sharply, her voice carrying the sting of humiliation.Her mother straightened, clearly startled. “What? Why not? Did he give you a reason?”Lily huffed in frustration, the memory of the encounter replaying vividly in her mind. “He said Marcus wasn’t in the office,” she explained, her tone dripping with annoyance. “I told him I’d wait inside, but he refused. Can you believe that? He wouldn’t even let me near the gate!”Her mother’s ex
Lilian walked into the company the next day, her heels clicking against the polished floor with an air of authority. The receptionist immediately stood up when she saw her, her professionalism sharp and unmistakable.“Good morning, ma’am,” the receptionist said politely, a warm smile on her face.Lilian acknowledged her with a small nod. “Hello, good morning to you too,” she replied, her tone calm yet direct. Without breaking stride, she headed straight for the elevator.Inside the elevator, Lilian pressed the button for her floor and leaned slightly against the wall. It had been a whirlwind few days, and she was determined to tackle everything head-on. As the elevator arrived with a soft chime, she straightened her posture and stepped out, ready to start her day.What greeted her, however, made her pause. A young woman sat at the desk outside her office, engrossed in her phone. Lilian’s brows furrowed slightly. This was unexpected.The woman, oblivious to Lilian’s presence, continued
Lilian arrived home later than usual, the weight of her day evident in her slightly tired expression. She had stayed back at the office, determined to finish the stack of files that had been sitting on her desk for too long.As she stepped into the living room, the soft glow of the lights made the space feel warm and welcoming. Noah looked up from where he was sitting, immediately smiling when he saw her. “You’re back,” he said, his tone cheerful at first, though his smile soon faded into a concerned frown. “How was work? And why are you so late?”He was the only one in the living room, and the absence of the usual chatter made the house feel quieter than normal.Lilian offered him a tired but genuine smile. “It’s been a while since I was at the office, so I took the opportunity to finish up some pending work,” she explained, setting her bag down on the nearest chair.Noah nodded in understanding. “Where’s everyone?” she asked, glancing around as if expecting someone to suddenly appea
Lilian walked into the company lobby, her heels echoing on the polished tiles. She carried herself with the calm confidence of someone who knew the space inside and out. The familiar environment of her workplace brought a small sense of comfort, yet something was off. Her eyes immediately landed on the receptionist’s desk.Where Linda, the usual friendly face, should have been, sat a stranger. A young woman, neatly dressed in a crisp blouse, was typing away on the computer. Her sharp focus broke the moment she spotted Lilian approaching.The receptionist quickly stood up, smoothing her skirt nervously. “Good morning, ma’am. Do you have an appointment?” she asked, her tone professional but polite.The question threw Lilian off. She raised an eyebrow, her expression morphing into confusion. “Uh… no,” she replied distractedly, her gaze fixed on the woman as if trying to place her.The receptionist gave her a tight, apologetic smile. “Oh, I see. I’m sorry, but you’ll need to make an appoi
Lilian hadn’t gone to the company in days. She stayed home, consumed by emotions she couldn’t quite understand or control. The smallest things made her anxious. Every time Matt left her sight, her heart would start to race, and her mind would conjure the worst scenarios. She tried to hide it, but her panic was always evident.Her brothers, Noah, Franklin, and Moses, stayed close, trying to comfort her whenever they could. But it was clear to everyone in the house that Lilian’s silence weighed heavily on them. Gabriel, her father, was especially worried. He had seen Lilian strong and confident in the past, so this sudden vulnerability scared him. He felt powerless watching his daughter struggle, and he didn’t know how to help her.That morning, Gabriel and his sons gathered in the living room. The air was heavy with unspoken concerns. The usually lively house was eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the occasional creak of a chair or the ticking of the clock on the wall. No one sa
Marcus clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles whitening under the pressure.“That means you’re a father!” Benson, one of his closest friends, exclaimed, his face lighting up with a wide grin. His tone was filled with excitement, almost as if it were his own discovery.Marcus’ lips twitched into a small smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. The weight of Benson’s words settled heavily on his chest. The realization was overwhelming, and his emotions were all over the place. Was he happy? Nervous? Angry? He couldn’t tell.His mother’s face flashed in his mind. She would be thrilled to hear this—ecstatic, even. For years, she had begged him to settle down and give her grandchildren. And now, the dream she’d been holding onto for so long was real. But his excitement was dampened by a darker thought: Lilian’s family.He already knew how they felt about him. Every interaction with Moses or any of Lilian’s brothers had been marked by tension. Their disdain for him was obvious. They
Moses walked into the company building with an urgency that made the receptionist sit up straight. She blinked in surprise—she hadn’t seen him here in ages. Ever since Moses had stopped coming to the office regularly, his appearances had become rare, almost nonexistent. To see him now, walking in with such a determined expression, left her momentarily speechless.Quickly regaining her composure, she stood up from her desk. “Good afternoon, sir,” she greeted, her tone cautious yet polite.But Moses didn’t respond. He brushed past her as if he hadn’t even heard her voice. His intense expression and hurried steps suggested something serious was going on. The receptionist watched, puzzled, as he headed straight for the elevators and stepped inside.“What could’ve happened?” she murmured, watching the elevator doors close. He looked so worried. But whatever it was, it clearly wasn’t her business, so she sat back down and returned to her tasks.Upstairs, the elevator dinged softly as Moses