Some wounds never heal. Some betrayals can't be forgiven. He chose her best friend. She lost everything. Now she's back—more powerful, more determined, and with an empire at her fingertips. — Elizabeth Stone had loved one man, Crimson Phoenix. But after six blissful years together, he walked out of her life. Within months, he was engaged to her best friend. Now, four years later, Elizabeth thought she had escaped the scandal that had made her the most hated woman in Flintstone City. However, she is back as the heiress to a vast chain of resorts and hotels. Her ex-husband returns, begging for her forgiveness. But can she truly forgive the man who was the reason she lost her baby?
View MoreMy heart raced as I stumbled out of the coffee shop, my eyes scanning the parking space where I had parked my car. The conversation had been brief; it didn’t even last ten minutes, but Crimson's words had left a lasting impression on me.I refused to believe his words; after all, he was the man who had broken my heart, and I couldn't trust him again, even if I wanted to. “Elizabeth! Please wait for me!”I quickened my pace, determined to escape him.“Stop running, Elizabeth!” he said, grabbing me by the arm.My patience snapped. I glared at him with daggers in my eyes. If looks could maim, he would lie in a pool of blood on the pavement.“Now that we both know that Cleo isn't Celestine's daughter, this time I need you to take a DNA test.”The words surprised me. I felt my heart skip a beat. What did he mean by that?Before I could gather my thoughts, Crimson took a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair away from my face. His touch sent a shiver down
When I arrived at the suite, Sam was pacing back and forth, clearly anxious. Sapphire was there too. Although she was seated, the anxiety was evident on her face.“What’s the problem?” I blurted out.“Thank God you arrived! I just received the DNA results for Cleo and Celestine.”Sapphire handed me an envelope with the DNA results. My heart was pounding as I nervously tore open the envelope and unfolded the papers inside. I scanned through the results, my eyes widening in shock.According to the DNA results, Cleo is not Celestine's daughter.“Sapphire, is this real?” I stammered, looking at her wide eyes.“Yes. Cleo is not Celestine's daughter, Liz…”I felt like my world was spinning. I looked at Sam, who was as shocked by the news as everyone else in the room.“What are your plans now?” Sapphire asked.I took a deep breath before responding. “It means that Celestine had stolen somebody’s child.”Sam nodded in agreement, her jaw clenched as she stopped pacing and stood beside me."I j
The following day, my brother Louis remained silent about the previous night's incident at the Mayor's house. I had hoped he would express some anger or yell at me, but instead, his calm demeanor had a more profound impact than if he had raised his voice.The events from last night had made headlines everywhere. Celestine Ford got her karma. Her reputation had been tarnished overnight, and she was facing backlash from the public and media.Serves her right, I thought to myself.I returned to my office after breakfast and started working on my laptop. I made a mental note to talk to Louis later to clear the air and hopefully soften him a bit.Afternoon came, and I finally completed my work.I strolled down the hallway, my car keys jingling in my hand. Louis, heading toward the presidential suite, crossed paths with me. "Where are you off to?" he inquired."I'm heading to the orphanage,” I responded.Louis didn't inquire about my purpose for going to the orphanage. Instead, he kindly of
Crimson's laughter echoed in the study room. I hadn't expected him to laugh at the situation, which made me wonder if he had lost his mind. “Don't spit such ridiculous words,” he replied with a hardened expression. “I am not interested in you, Vera. You're like a sister to me."The woman he had just called Vera clung to him. “I can make you want me. I will change for you.”Tears fell freely from her eyes. "Please, just give me a chance. I love you…. I have loved you since we were children… ““Vera, I care for you deeply, but not in the way you want me to. It's not fair to either of us to force something that isn't there. Please don't hurt yourself anymore."Vera ran out of the room sobbing.I released the breath I hadn't realized I was holding when the door to the study closed.Crimson had done the right thing by being honest and setting boundaries. Although it hurt the woman, it would help her to at least move on.“Stop hiding, Elizabeth. I know you're there.”Breathless, I emerged
Clarisse Stevens' beautiful countenance lit up with excitement."Oh, that's so sweet of you, Elizabeth! I would love to hear you play."I remained still, like a statue, unable to move. I never expected to be playing the piano in front of a crowd of almost five hundred people.The Mayor smiled genuinely at me and said, "It was very thoughtful of you to offer such a gift to my daughter, Madam.”I felt pressure to play because everyone, especially the Mayor, was expecting me to. But I was worried that I would only end up embarrassing myself.Perhaps Celestine sensed the fear in my eyes and smiled, "Don't be shy, Elizabeth." Suddenly, she grabbed my arm roughly and led me to the piano, hiding her true, malicious intentions with a seemingly kind gesture.Was her intention to humiliate me and make me lose face in front of the most important people in Flintstone City?If that's her intention, then I'm not going to let her win.Taking a deep breath, I sat down, ignoring the evil glint in Cele
Crimson cleared his throat and spoke up, "I'm here to give you a ride. The escort who was supposed to drive you to Havenwood Street got a flat tire on the way. Clarisse asked me to pick you up because I will be passing by the hotel on my way to the Mayor's house.”“You shouldn't have bothered.”“Don't worry; I'm not,” he replied with a shrug."I can simply drive to the Mayor's house; I have a car," I argued."It's risky," he responded honestly. "Plus, you're not familiar with the location of the Mayor's house. You could easily get lost.”I paused, considering his point. "Okay, then do what you want. There's no use arguing since you're already here.""Shall we go?" he asked.I nodded, and together we walked to his car.“How long have you been waiting?”Crimson blushed in embarrassment. “Almost half an hour.""I apologize for making you wait," I told him.“No need to apologize. It's my fault for coming early,” he answered. His gaze surprisingly never left my face, as if he were under a
Crimson looked surprised, his thick brows furrowing slightly. “What makes you ask that?”I bit my lower lip. Will he think I'm prying too much into his life? But then I had already asked the question, and there was no way to take it back.“I… I don't know, it's something that's been on my mind. Cleo looks different from both you and Celestine. I don't mean to pry; I just… I just want to know.”His eyes bore into me long and hard. I swallowed the lump in my throat, unexpectedly becoming self-conscious under his gaze.Was he reading my thoughts, wondering why I was asking personal questions?I cleared my throat to ease the discomfort of the silence. “You don't have to answer if you don't want to.”Crimson shrugged. “Since you asked, I have to answer it. Yes… Cleo is my biological daughter, although she has blonde hair and green eyes. I've proven through a DNA test that she's indeed mine.”I nodded, feeling a weight lifted off my chest. “I'm sorry for doubting. It's just… she's such a sp
Crimson pulled his pants back on, much to the disappointment of the audience, who had been enjoying his beautiful body. He gathered his shirt and also put it on.The game continued. Crimson spun the bottle.“Please, not me,” I mumbled under my breath.Finally, it stopped, pointing at a girl, making me heave a relieved sigh.“Truth or dare?” the master of the game asked.The woman in pink, wearing a halter top, laughed nervously before standing up. “Dare.”The master of the game grinned mischievously before saying, "I dare you to approach the man you have a crush on and confess your feelings."The woman's eyes widened, but she took a deep breath. With soft, hesitant steps, she slowly made her way to the young man seated next to Crimson.“I—I l-ike you,” she muttered, her cheeks a deep tomato red.The man beside Crimson broke into a smile. “I like you too, Dolly, ever since we were kids,” he confessed .The whole room erupted into cheers, watching the couple hug each other.I couldn't h
“Brother, you should have let us know you were coming! I had no idea,” I exclaimed, rising from my seat to greet him.Louis, whom I hadn't seen in a month, flashed me a smile. “It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you,” he replied, giving me a hug.I glanced over at Sapphire, who had also risen from her seat to greet our brother. She looked just as surprised as I was, indicating that she had no idea he was coming.“Have you eaten? There's a lot of food tonight. It's Samantha's birthday.”“I've eaten on the plane, Liz, so I'll pass, but I would appreciate a drink.”I gestured for the server to come over and requested a bottle of wine. He nodded and momentarily excused himself to fetch my request. Upon returning, he brought four glasses and a sealed bottle of wine.We all settled back into our seats.Out of the corner of my eye, I felt like I was being watched. I glanced around the room, trying to figure out who it was, until my gaze landed on Crimson. He was taking a sip of whiskey, res
It had been a perfect night. I watched my husband, Crimson Phoenix, dance with the birthday celebrant—my friend Celestine—while enjoying a glass of champagne. His arm was wrapped around her waist, and they moved effortlessly to the rhythm of the music. I was enjoying the moment until an unsettling feeling settled in my chest as I realized they were dancing a little too close. “Are you okay?” a voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned and saw Mia, another close friend. I forced a smile, nodding, but inside, I felt a bit troubled. “You sure?” She tilted her head and crossed her arms underneath her breasts. “You’ve been a bit quiet.” I reasoned I was a bit tipsy from drinking Champagne. She bought the alibi and left to mingle with the guests. Once I'm alone, I sat down on the table and refilled my glass. A short while later, my husband joined me. "I think it's time we talked." He began. I set the glass down, preparing myself for what was coming. "I've thought about this for a...
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